As hours goes by Dawn after dawn Season after seasons And tears mapping face, I’m still fading.
Only If You Could jump Out
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.
My thoughts are All outlined with white Colour You don’t need to Worry; they are
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…
Under the stripped trees in a pear… Winter, there i found a white blos… Dropped in a muffled sound-like And it formed A surface,
I breath through Sheets of everlasting words.
Oh, the moon should be cautious of… The moon should always glance to k… If i am still here, dressed or nak… With all of my conscious sins and… Witnesses; my eyes could blindly e…
Is this it Is this love or desperation Is this how it feels to be dunked… Empty bowl My heart never really flutters
Deception is a great feeling for Those who it pleases to lie; But truth is sacred and the Continual of all lies.
I could read her sight for countle… I could gasp her breath in every f… I could make my heart a bargain For her to freely blend, Because in her smile angels sings,…
May so be it Life will be it Love will also be it Music will sing it Rituals will be a part of it
From a writer To a Reader and From a reader To a
I write when am lonely When the world is at its Wicked peak, I write when am scared When the thunder is kissing
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…