Give me A guitar With No strings, Mouth me
Everything can Be learned In this world Even prayer Can be taught
Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
A part Of my head Is hurting A part that Needs to
A night in the dark with the crick… Undefined moaning of flashy eyes c… The hatching of egg sound with pie… From a very tall stripped tree, The moon and the stars paints;
As hours goes by Dawn after dawn Season after seasons And tears mapping face, I’m still fading.
As i have reached the town, The town which i thought never exi… The town; where two blocks are dro… The town; where more stoned-houses… And astonish sights of lands, lake…
Atleast I Have love For something That is not secured
A very good piece, Writing a good poetry is like maki… Or trying to get to sleep as a kid… Or hearing an ice cream truck and There is no certainty that you wou…
A crooked faith with the deepest w… Immortality of conception about li… Weakest pace, slowest race. Illegible notes with an unclear ma… Although its more revelation, appr…
I feel like I have seen them all And buzzing around in black and wh… White socked into bleach of evils… They wish to break us all but With divine intervention we surpas…
Art of loving is a complicated Ar… it must not be too Abundant or too… and Moderation is an hard option t…
For you to be reading this At this exact time Is not an honor It was meant to be.
The blind goose with a solemn hear… White, pure and goes on and on and… But without the trails of the rest… All she ever sees was darkness, Darkness –this long parable and na…
Most of them Lives here But as a Visitor I Lecture them