I will not Pretend to Read long books Because of My little
We grow in time and by day we ripe… But by hours our memory shrinks an… Dawns to slumber in intelligence, But with love; we sharpen every sl… Our memory seems to please and
From a writer To a Reader and From a reader To a
Most of them Lives here But as a Visitor I Lecture them
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.
Life could spike your drink Love could stab your heart Feelings could blame your tears Money could pay for less Attraction could buy your sight
I have convert this hobby to a job Because a job for me is joy and si… No standing whilst thinking and wr… I should be payed by you but I ca… But see that you have no job but s…
Many could milk a cow or Learn how to milk a cow and Still obliterate to cluster the st… One take in milking a cow, Multiple could shoot a rifle in ev…
I have walked with people Who are well pamperd And well spoken enough to be Their own god.
Word me a river & Fetch me strengths Move me nearer And let us faint
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
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 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
I am Incredibly Lucky Check me out In few years
My thoughts are All outlined with white Colour You don’t need to Worry; they are