I am done losing my sense to tired
Bidding my streak with holliness,
Conversing to the dawn in nakednes
Muting my ever so gracious talent
In every nightfall,

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

Word is force and reflection of fl
Words are bait to feelings and can
Word is a million word that makes
Words is like a shotgun and death
Words is a boxer short and a camel

Oh God
What would
Do
Without
My hands,

What horror have the earthly natur
How amuse are the fetish majors or
Mostly are the fault of the epipha
painted walls of idiocy and tears
I will be cautious to fetch the ro

A fool i was to rest on beauty,
To lean my back on gratitude,
On just a sight and nothing but
Just a sight of what i cannot
Do nothing but please.

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

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,

A destiny must do nothing but wand
In doubt of ones approval and jot,
All that one as done and most of
What one are yet to do;
And surely stride will be exposed

You don’t need
Grades
To do this
Everyone does it
And it