Morning by days not less or late Her heart flutters and fail’d to b… I tossed her arms up and down, Her arms dare to stay and it drop’… Her lips was wide, curve while her…
If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.
The famous cheats will had once em… The prostitutes will freely sleep… acknowledge poetry. The power of poetry is an unoffici… It can be used by a sweet talker,
When in battle We know men But not fully, We know men that Folds up their sleeve
Sometimes i feel like I have done it all But maybe its not me Its the silk that’s unwilling To cover my feet.
Words should be plain And simple But always jumping Down in style.
I cry blood I cry a very dark red blood I cry I cry to read along the lines I Cry a meaningless tear sometime…
Demons I will bring out the demons in you I will close the trenches and make The demons feed in you They will feel what it’s like for…
The journey yet so far I have walked the walk covered in a grimy sun dust Beaten by avalanche of rain But the journey yet seems soothing…
I know Something That could Do the Trick
Today is never as lifeless like da… Was meant to be; the woods are idl… And birds pestering a harmless tre… And the squirrels knitting fiercel… And different people walking throu…
It’s funny Dreams are funny They are just like mindset Altering your personal thoughts It’s funny how all you wanted
In life we prepare for tomorrow no… Just like a judge, We mend or break hearts And just like a bad dream, We focus on waking up.
poetry in my bones, just a little plenty in my bones, it burns and burns even when i try cleanse away creativity in my bones, i have love for other things;
Never stay far away from me, Even when am in distress, and my b… Can no longer bear; or swift with… And compassion strikes out only fo… Never stay far away from me,