A small piece of metal With a shinning light, Visible yet warmth, Seek the dark smoke As it breaths
Tell me the verse this may be And let all lye in thoughts Of what you or i may get Or beg out of life, Life of deceits and a freshly new…
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.
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.
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.
For you to be reading this At this exact time Is not an honor It was meant to be.
Nothing is worth writing About until something Is worth reading a…
Ann know your moors As people call it anonymous. I love having a special power A super power An uneven power
I pride myself in the midst of pain, pleasure Brain and honesty.
I Heard that New York is a great… To be a writer and London is a Nice place to be a poet, France i… Common place to be an author All other places are irrelevant!
I read a lot of Bukwoski Drunk And spitting words on Paper, And a little of Oliver
Curiousity is a hell of a drug The reason why you open your eyes… The morning and The reason why you shut it at nigh…
Act amazed like it is done in plig… For all that winds care is comfort And delicate bid of sun ray slithe… Through the breast of a pregnant d… Act amazed like its done in plight…
I will not be too Quick to put a label On something that might Last forever if we try.
If I could sleep in my dream; Gazing lightly with my brow for a… When the snowy candles begins to w… I would sleep in peace for million… Knowing my sight will become blue…
