A beautiful me. A beautiful you A beautiful us A beautiful sunset dipped. A beautiful cloud
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.
Only one great lake will a man exc… A boat, a paddle and a widely dark View will go past and fairer luck If one sees far as view will freel…
How does he speak? With his mouth or his body Or with help or no help, with His crew but he dare not own a boa… For a boat would majestically
It might be shit But that’s your own shit And it might be a hit From the park, And that will pose to be
I have seen someone today The same one everyday The one who would chew with mouth… The one who would laugh to every o… The one who learned about love in…
A very good piece does not Wake up In just one rainy day Or perhaps a sunny day If there are no luck, a very good… Might not even rise at all.
There is nothing special About being normal If it be cheating, Cheat Or perhaps laughing, dancing
There is this thing It frightens me and Scary at the same time, They are tiny voices Very small but weirdly
Every forsaken days of the week, Every unfortunate month of the yea… I would arose from my own rest, lo… And i would sum the seconds, minut… To my rise or prime to my fall.
Oh, the moon should be cautious of… The moon should always glance to k… If i am still here, dressed or nak… With all of my conscious sins and… Witnesses; my eyes could blindly e…
From a writer To a Reader and From a reader To a
The delights of autumn, the cats shivering and the birds as silence as a morning morgue, th… that blows you backward and coldne… that knit deep into your dry skin,
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…
When you light up My dreams brightens When you smile and pause My heart pause a beat When you cry
