a lamp fry
(2013)
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised
What horror have the earthly natur… How amuse are the fetish majors or… Mostly are the fault of the epipha… painted walls of idiocy and tears… I will be cautious to fetch the ro…
I need to Get Myself a Typewriter It’s like
If i could love night more as my o… might and sleep next to night with… but just me and her blue iris sigh… her eyes that rest on beauty of endless flourish flight, owls, dog…
To whom; who death might delight, Put on your socks and your glass And glimpse through a river That breath gust of elite; gust of… Which you will miss gracefully
Love to a novice is sincerity and… And to an expert with trampled edg… Insanity at its deepest phase, As discernment will love wisdom an… As richness will love power; love…
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…
glazing mortar, maze in order, the rate of those reluctant covers the least occupant, laziness takes over the other work… but with your might and focus,
Oh God What would Do Without My hands,
I call you Art Beautiful, interesting Expressive, talented And yet so delicate.
now i can see life better now i know the difference between life and death and now i know life is nothing but a box of cereals.
I always Knew she Was going To be hot But not
There are two art of wisdom; we ea… One seem like a sting of success,… Is filled with the sponge, soap an… Wisdom by losing is a cup crafted… To drink, shower and weep in it; i…
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 do not write my poetry for no-on… And every dawn, i do not reason wh… —On about mystic my work chaperon… Mystic is me but with more time yo… You will break the mystery and lea…