many writes poetry now, many writes about life and they wi… were not alive but when they hears… they run and leave their shoes beh… many writes about love,
Revisited I am revisiting my younger mind, A mind of an old warrior holding o… Spares and arrows, A mind of many endured monks chant…
I can’t Promise you Heaven But we will Be
Culprit are tend to be Visible when a craft Is alarmed. A trigger can become Hostile while depending
You should see the sketch of sorro… You should see the pain written in… You should try to dig what is hidd… Can you not see how her eyes are t… When her brows flinches up and dow…
Close your eyes What do you see? Light Or darkness They are as bad as Each other, too
How will love be glad on autumns r… love divine and love refined, love… love inclined, love infinite and l… love’s regard and love on guard, f… love as cold like a morning’s brea…
Henceforth.. Take a look at the leaves Leaving their mother For the first time For a new experience,
I have read them enough to fill me With tenderness; to sigh a relief On my soul with heavenly mind, Because now i could sight them far… As they would lease pleasure to me…
All i see is vain The vain of a callous step father The vain of two truthful drunks The vain of a petty elder lady The vain of a mosque shoe thieves
Oh how marvellous It is to Write and drink Your guts out, How scary
Writing is like drugs You will never stop wanting more Or trying so hard to see how high…
It could be one way to live occupi… That is tacking every trousers in… Despise, and dressing every space… Empty space for sin to lose intere… In its options to form in your lif…
I trust myself too much That I sometimes forget how To trust my pen.
Is this it Is this love or desperation Is this how it feels to be dunked… Empty bowl My heart never really flutters