(2014)
Sometimes i feel like I have done it all But maybe its not me Its the silk that’s unwilling To cover my feet.
Oh, the moon should be cautious of… The moon should always glance to k… If i am still here, dressed or nak… With all of my conscious sins and… Witnesses; my eyes could blindly e…
The sound-cloud with a silence act… White soft smoke with a bright Foamy art, The sound-cloud travels with light And circles in an area,
Publish a book Not pretense Share the words Not label Write your thoughts
You can’t get Enough Of words Or enough Of context
I was born anew and i was born now… strongly at me with my tiny hands… ceased to cover my face, leer at all this creature lingerin… and delighted am free.
Turn my words to dust Turn from dust to dust Play my favourite type of blues Paint it from blue to blues Pour me a bottle of wine
A heart that flee out of her chest… And the bottom of smiles bewilderi… From her crest; for beauty is her… Strength and her soft pink lips pa… Heaven in devil’s despair,
Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
A very good piece, Writing a good poetry is like maki… Or trying to get to sleep as a kid… Or hearing an ice cream truck and There is no certainty that you wou…
As i have reached the town, The town which i thought never exi… The town; where two blocks are dro… The town; where more stoned-houses… And astonish sights of lands, lake…
I am done losing my sense to tired… Bidding my streak with holliness, Conversing to the dawn in nakednes… Muting my ever so gracious talent In every nightfall,
It is just Another day But with different Fish back to The same old sea.
Oh God What would Do Without My hands,
My luck changed when I found a qu… A parrot with a blue tail Golden feathers Pointy beak Very moist and incredibly tethered
