Pretend to sleep tight and secretl… bare interest so if light will dec… aware and if the night will yawn w… are famously put to rest.
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 relationship without love is lik… Disco of sex, a music, a carpeted… And army of glitzy light of nothin… But a waste of one’s effort to suc… Perhaps love is easy to frisk
Don’t let my word make meaning to… Don’t let your sex makes differenc… Don’t let love decide the mood in… You might be, Don’t let time change the human in…
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…
We go from Dust to Dust Bones to Bones Cleared by air Bitten By Termites Sulked by rain
I can’t Promise you Heaven But we will Be
It is just Another day But with different Fish back to The same old sea.
A full moon had shown tonight And its a dynamic of her own beaut… Her own smile and her own personal… What addition could tears bear whe… Feelings are idle and uncomprehend…
I have Loved Less Since The last
I need to Get Myself a Typewriter It’s like
To whom; who death might delight, Put on your socks and your glass And glimpse through a river That breath gust of elite; gust of… Which you will miss gracefully
Word me a river & Fetch me strengths Move me nearer And let us faint
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
Look at me, lying on the sofa With the thought of money and fame And my waist-bones cringes Of the moves and roads and efforts… Sarcasm, or more like it’ i’d say…