Merely is the bread, wine and your… Your countenance, Your eyes and t… It works in harmony its your sense… The weariness is the achievement m… Its the effort of your pain all be…

Of one you once loved with fetish heart Of one you once cared With all you had Of one you once prayed

I can play Different roles But there have To be no rules Or tears because

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

Henceforth.. Take a look at the leaves Leaving their mother For the first time For a new experience,

The journey yet so far I have walked the walk covered in a grimy sun dust Beaten by avalanche of rain But the journey yet seems soothing…

There are many ways To start a poem and many Words to start one with. There are many ways to create A life and many styles involved

As may that it is, even though you… Philanderer, Or a disheveled, ruffian, but I c… With the hoard Shouting in loud bars, even though…

Word is force and reflection of fl… Words are bait to feelings and can… Word is a million word that makes… Words is like a shotgun and death… Words is a boxer short and a camel…

When change drown us deep, When red roses deceits to gain us… When bereaved our utter to reap, Myself and yourself will be mute n… Silence will repeat over and never…

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…

I read a lot of Bukwoski Drunk And spitting words on Paper, And a little of Oliver

I write when am lonely When the world is at its Wicked peak, I write when am scared When the thunder is kissing