(2015)
many writes poetry now, many writes about life and they wi… were not alive but when they hears… they run and leave their shoes beh… many writes about love,
Love for thee are naught, For every tears and every Pain love claimed will rot, Love to thee will glance no noon, For my heart will gently gain numb…
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…
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…
The Only Normal Thing On
I know Something That could Do the Trick
Every forsaken days of the week, Every unfortunate month of the yea… I would arose from my own rest, lo… And i would sum the seconds, minut… To my rise or prime to my fall.
Atleast I Have love For something That is not secured
Never Count your Work Because Your
All I need Is for you To read Acknowledge Debate
Art of loving is a complicated Ar… it must not be too Abundant or too… and Moderation is an hard option t…
This should not be stilled, The rat and the fox should not be… The wind should not stop blowing Hearts should never be stopped bre… But doc philip needs to stop swear…
I walk Through This pattern Because This is
Publish a book Not pretense Share the words Not label Write your thoughts
The love I once felt was invincib… yet soothing. beyond consciousness yet understood. The simplicity of the love was ast…
