I write when am lonely When the world is at its Wicked peak, I write when am scared When the thunder is kissing
Oh how marvellous It is to Write and drink Your guts out, How scary
I can’t Promise you Heaven But we will Be
Words should be plain And simple But always jumping Down in style.
The journey yet so far I have walked the walk covered in a grimy sun dust Beaten by avalanche of rain But the journey yet seems soothing…
A simple choice is a great certain… For her own sacred delight, With love among all odds And transparency among every refle… With death above usual peace,
I was born anew and i was born now… strongly at me with my tiny hands… ceased to cover my face, leer at all this creature lingerin… and delighted am free.
How deep Can love Swim Or How
Act amazed like it is done in plig… For all that winds care is comfort And delicate bid of sun ray slithe… Through the breast of a pregnant d… Act amazed like its done in plight…
I wonder how i will feel when am o… Wonder if the words will still be… In my mind with no regrets, Wonder if my heart-beats are still… Wonder if the world will be cruel…
It will never go or give up, It is a wanted resident Making its way to a
Deception is a great feeling for Those who it pleases to lie; But truth is sacred and the Continual of all lies.
I do not write my poetry for no-on… And every dawn, i do not reason wh… —On about mystic my work chaperon… Mystic is me but with more time yo… You will break the mystery and lea…
I will not be too Quick to put a label On something that might Last forever if we try.
Under the stripped trees in a pear… Winter, there i found a white blos… Dropped in a muffled sound-like And it formed A surface,
