Merely is the bread, wine and your… Your countenance, Your eyes and t… It works in harmony its your sense… The weariness is the achievement m… Its the effort of your pain all be…
Sometimes I take A Break From
You don’t have to be in distress t… Just like you don’t have to breath… You don’t have to be tall to leap You certainly don’t have to be sho… You don’t have to be loud to sing
I have spread the sheet to my bed… Now that there is no more experien… Now there is no more poetry, and n… There is nothing new to write abou… Under the sun or far away from bey…
Atleast I Have love For something That is not secured
Words should be plain And simple But always jumping Down in style.
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…
Tomorrow is a pretense Which you have to consciously Bel…
I love Everything That will Make Me
Life is a maze and death Is the way out.
A beautiful me. A beautiful you A beautiful us A beautiful sunset dipped. A beautiful cloud
What more can you ask for? A momentum memorial of my art you… Or a possibility of the future of… Through my words you will ever rem… I will leave the lake and the seas…
Play me a love music Shut all the blinds And I will write the world for yo…
Take a look at the road where we a… My future, your future, our future When the time comes How will we all contain in our own… How will the world see our own shi…
If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.