Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
There are sweetness in his blazing… Admiration of kind mind that winds… So, why halt? when the symphony Of grasp still commence, I can see the shadow line of where
From a writer To a Reader and From a reader To a
I write Like every Words will Be a hit in Someone’s heart.
Is life meant to be? Is love meant to stick? Is death meant kill? What chapter do you call this? In this chapter, I have wept for…
A drunk man once asked me Do you write? And I was like yeah I can put words together, He looked at the cup he was holdin…
Love in a film, The boy meets the girl in a party Or in a school or the girl runs in… In a runway, with a slight awkward… They both connect instantly and li…
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 need to Get Myself a Typewriter It’s like
Just like a boat Float on me Just like a lamp Light me on Just like a dream
It’s funny Dreams are funny They are just like mindset Altering your personal thoughts It’s funny how all you wanted
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…
Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love
If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.
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
