Is this it Is this love or desperation Is this how it feels to be dunked… Empty bowl My heart never really flutters
There is this thing It frightens me and Scary at the same time, They are tiny voices Very small but weirdly
Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
The Only Normal Thing On
Merely is the bread, wine and your… Your countenance, Your eyes and t… It works in harmony its your sense… The weariness is the achievement m… Its the effort of your pain all be…
May so be it Life will be it Love will also be it Music will sing it Rituals will be a part of it
Why are they dressed in red and wh… A black long fur facing towards th… A gold button parting the blood an… Misery of their own existence, and… To please; they are slow nature of…
Oh God What would Do Without My hands,
It is just another dreary poem Her heart will forever endure and… As he felt no human rage or human… Felt no anger, love and care in hi… In silence he slumbered in his dee…
Let me not seek before my faith is… When the buds are trimmed for love… Not for unusual traits or heart wr… And not for solidarity to beg or r… Some debt; which my heart will dec…
It’s funny Dreams are funny They are just like mindset Altering your personal thoughts It’s funny how all you wanted
Is life meant to be? Is love meant to stick? Is death meant kill? What chapter do you call this? In this chapter, I have wept for…
Now, have you seen? The black mane of a dark horse As it slithers and kiss the marble… Now the whore petticoat, cloaks an… On a starry night whispers its oat
It is just Another day But with different Fish back to The same old sea.
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…