Of one you once loved with fetish heart Of one you once cared With all you had Of one you once prayed
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
If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.
I have lost the taste for words I have blended with the world I have settled with the masses I have decided to colour it all. I have lost the taste for words
What do I see I see people talking about me I see them whispering and I think… I see them plotting I can hear my mothers warning in m…
I cry blood I cry a very dark red blood I cry I cry to read along the lines I Cry a meaningless tear sometime…
I do no not know why they lie, I do not know why they all loathes… I do not know why they swore to lo… Not all of them, but most of them… —But don’t ever be like them, even…
Oh God What would Do Without My hands,
glazing mortar, maze in order, the rate of those reluctant covers the least occupant, laziness takes over the other work… but with your might and focus,
Now, as you may have seen When old, young or when with Someone as days and weeks goes on, I do not know how our love is shap… I do not know what my coming will…
A bird with a flightless wings That is what her love brings When clock can tick no more Like a naked eye of a devils core. With a shame your rebel foresee
You are beautiful Regardless of what Beauty means.
A very good piece does not Wake up In just one rainy day Or perhaps a sunny day If there are no luck, a very good… Might not even rise at all.
I need to Get Myself a Typewriter It’s like
The blind goose with a solemn hear… White, pure and goes on and on and… But without the trails of the rest… All she ever sees was darkness, Darkness –this long parable and na…
