(2015)
Give me A guitar With No strings, Mouth me
Publish a book Not pretense Share the words Not label Write your thoughts
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…
They are roaring And ready To go but My shoe Laces are still
Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
I have love life The same eversince: I have love the hard Spent days when money shows no favour,
Rapidly does the spirit roam. Invisible to human And visible to the special ones, Sometimes you could sense Or feel the stroke when walking
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.
It is just another dreary poem Her heart will forever endure and… As he felt no human rage or human… Felt no anger, love and care in hi… In silence he slumbered in his dee…
Sometimes i feel like I have done it all But maybe its not me Its the silk that’s unwilling To cover my feet.
Job is better done than undone Weeks of hard earned cash; well de… Paying to seek love; for job its s… Aftermath of it all —time is a job… Brain is a job welldone,
Morning by days not less or late Her heart flutters and fail’d to b… I tossed her arms up and down, Her arms dare to stay and it drop’… Her lips was wide, curve while her…
Sometimes you Need a Break From Life
Let me not seek before my faith is… When the buds are trimmed for love… Not for unusual traits or heart wr… And not for solidarity to beg or r… Some debt; which my heart will dec…
They lived and seed in light and d… Forsooth the great wall demise the… Oh no! the casts and judges are p… Although the reaction to the dark… The visual of their face goes blan…