Is this life I seek Is this purity I recall Is this love I felt Is this death I ordered And If i could write them all,

These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white

The chances Of me Acquiring Success Is the same

I do This to save Me from Insanity And Importantly

Revisited I am revisiting my younger mind, A mind of an old warrior holding o… Spares and arrows, A mind of many endured monks chant…

Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…

Words cannot say How long i would love to live Words be dear not to say How much i would rather live to fi… Words better not say

All beautiful things are made at n… the moon summons the stars to play… Jazz sounds better when it is play… The ocean streams louder and majes… At night fire burns proudly and vi…

Many had played this game like a c… A mouse, we once played the game b… Drained and emotionally out of dep… The game hates to differ and knows… Fight for this game and be careles…

Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love

It could be one way to live occupi… That is tacking every trousers in… Despise, and dressing every space… Empty space for sin to lose intere… In its options to form in your lif…