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.
I do This to save Me from Insanity And Importantly
The journey yet so far I have walked the walk covered in a grimy sun dust Beaten by avalanche of rain But the journey yet seems soothing…
To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
Sometimes you Need a Break From Life
I know Something That could Do the Trick
A relationship without love is lik… Disco of sex, a music, a carpeted… And army of glitzy light of nothin… But a waste of one’s effort to suc… Perhaps love is easy to frisk
I write Like every Words will Be a hit in Someone’s heart.
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…
Words should be plain And simple But always jumping Down in style.
Under the stripped trees in a pear… Winter, there i found a white blos… Dropped in a muffled sound-like And it formed A surface,
I trust myself too much That I sometimes forget how To trust my pen.
The Only Normal Thing On
many writes poetry now, many writes about life and they wi… were not alive but when they hears… they run and leave their shoes beh… many writes about love,
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.
