I have learned from so many arts And little art had learned from me… I have gazed at so many light And few lights had gazed at me, I have seek and wander for too lon…
Love me with no range; and never p… Through me, love me like a gate an… Cease to open me, love me like a m… Same and exact with no compromise. Love me peacefully like bodies dro…
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 Am not a drinker If not I would have claimed that Bottles help me write.
When you Are young You Could Only
I pride myself in the midst of pain, pleasure Brain and honesty.
They are roaring And ready To go but My shoe Laces are still
Oh how marvellous It is to Write and drink Your guts out, How scary
It is just another dreary poem Her heart will forever endure and… As he felt no human rage or human… Felt no anger, love and care in hi… In silence he slumbered in his dee…
I will not Pretend to Read long books Because of My little
Pretend to sleep tight and secretl… bare interest so if light will dec… aware and if the night will yawn w… are famously put to rest.
My glasses are filled And your cups are Starting to overflow With patience and I will help
A full moon had shown tonight And its a dynamic of her own beaut… Her own smile and her own personal… What addition could tears bear whe… Feelings are idle and uncomprehend…
Look at me, lying on the sofa With the thought of money and fame And my waist-bones cringes Of the moves and roads and efforts… Sarcasm, or more like it’ i’d say…
Just like a boat Float on me Just like a lamp Light me on Just like a dream
