The moon should be Cautious of us Because one day we will Be looking Down to her And She shall pledge to us
All i see is vain The vain of a callous step father The vain of two truthful drunks The vain of a petty elder lady The vain of a mosque shoe thieves
One will fail to believe, if not Seen or perceived, what solemnly; Another heart had muster Precariously, for intent or brief A talent titled grief.
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
I don’t try too hard They can’t help Enough but loosen Their shacks and Jump down from their
Love will have no manners Or conciousness to rebuke for, Because nothing dire will decend When eyes finds an obssession to f… Will it walk on rail and loose tra…
You don’t need Grades To do this Everyone does it And it
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.
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…
Well i am stucked Here and I am Not the wisest I should have cut Loose before now.
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
Oh sleep and rest thy dazzling eye… Nor snore aloud with breath-stinks… Countenance cover’s it or lay stil… Of thy thoughts out bare; stay sti… Claws or brows; Oh now it’s mire,…
Everything Hurts Immediately you Decided To
Poetry Poetry is for the weak The clean and tucked in worker beh… Poetry is for the lazy The fragile breeds with a right ha…
