(2015)
My glasses are filled And your cups are Starting to overflow With patience and I will help
Love is The easiest Subject To write About Because
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…
I call you Art Beautiful, interesting Expressive, talented And yet so delicate.
A destiny must do nothing but wand… In doubt of ones approval and jot, All that one as done and most of What one are yet to do; And surely stride will be exposed…
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
Sometimes you Need a Break From Life
Everything Hurts Immediately you Decided To
When you light up My dreams brightens When you smile and pause My heart pause a beat When you cry
We go from Dust to Dust Bones to Bones Cleared by air Bitten By Termites Sulked by rain
I see fairness in death than man, as death will show honesty to take… by gender, race, sexuality or rich… and he would ponder to hide when life is so unfaithful to man
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…
I write when am lonely When the world is at its Wicked peak, I write when am scared When the thunder is kissing
Tomorrow is a pretense Which you have to consciously Bel…
Love will have no manners Or conciousness to rebuke for, Because nothing dire will decend When eyes finds an obssession to f… Will it walk on rail and loose tra…
