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…
The beautiful frame hung on the wa… With dust and dark paintings i rec… O, bring a white wipe So i can clean off the sadness bef… The teardrops of the picture in th…
You don’t have to bleed to Satisfy them all Just throw them a bone And watch them bring it back.
Oh how marvellous It is to Write and drink Your guts out, How scary
You should see the sketch of sorro… You should see the pain written in… You should try to dig what is hidd… Can you not see how her eyes are t… When her brows flinches up and dow…
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
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
Hiya. I’m just checking in How are we all doing? I hope this year haven’t swept us… Family & relations good?
Writing is like drugs You will never stop wanting more Or trying so hard to see how high…
There is nothing special About being normal If it be cheating, Cheat Or perhaps laughing, dancing
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised
For death will applaud to us and w… To thee not death.
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
In life we prepare for tomorrow no… Just like a judge, We mend or break hearts And just like a bad dream, We focus on waking up.
All this Words looks Exactly the Same I bet
