Is that still you sitting on a bul
Or am i just dreaming, maybe
Not a bull after-all or is it a ho
Am i just whinnying,
Is that the end of the road

There are many ways
To start a poem and many
Words to start one with.
There are many ways to create
A life and many styles involved

Henceforth..
Take a look at the leaves
Leaving their mother
For the first time
For a new experience,

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

As knowledge will enrich its own s
For so many comfort peace
Will make aware,
For so many sheet our bed
Will yearn, for so many seeds

Hiya.
I’m just checking in
How are we all doing?
I hope this year haven’t swept us
Family & relations good?

Only
If
You
Could jump
Out

We dine and make living out of lie
Yet, we failed to have feelings th
Sometimes we walk on the path of u
We drink with the straw but with m
We curse,

May so be it
Life will be it
Love will also be it
Music will sing it
Rituals will be a part of it

I need to
Get
Myself a
Typewriter
It’s like