(2015)
Ann know your moors As people call it anonymous. I love having a special power A super power An uneven power
Life could spike your drink Love could stab your heart Feelings could blame your tears Money could pay for less Attraction could buy your sight
Life is nothing but misery, Every dimension you may prefer Is not enough space for you to bre… Life is wonderful, Live it as you wish and live it
Turn my words to dust Turn from dust to dust Play my favourite type of blues Paint it from blue to blues Pour me a bottle of wine
Never forget To Do Your own Thing
I have lost the taste for words I have blended with the world I have settled with the masses I have decided to colour it all. I have lost the taste for words
My thoughts are All outlined with white Colour You don’t need to Worry; they are
Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
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,
Rapidly does the spirit roam. Invisible to human And visible to the special ones, Sometimes you could sense Or feel the stroke when walking
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
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…
All this Is Just A front Am
Secrets A secret is not a secret without m… A secret is not a ghost that knock… A secret is not a torn sheet or a… A secret is not a weapon to change…
I always Knew she Was going To be hot But not