(2015)
I am done losing my sense to tired… Bidding my streak with holliness, Conversing to the dawn in nakednes… Muting my ever so gracious talent In every nightfall,
Life is a maze and death Is the way out.
We grow in time and by day we ripe… But by hours our memory shrinks an… Dawns to slumber in intelligence, But with love; we sharpen every sl… Our memory seems to please and
Words cannot say How long i would love to live Words be dear not to say How much i would rather live to fi… Words better not say
Why are they dressed in red and wh… A black long fur facing towards th… A gold button parting the blood an… Misery of their own existence, and… To please; they are slow nature of…
You don’t have to bleed to Satisfy them all Just throw them a bone And watch them bring it back.
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…
Well i am stucked Here and I am Not the wisest I should have cut Loose before now.
All this Is Just A front Am
Give me A guitar With No strings, Mouth me
Take a look at the road where we a… My future, your future, our future When the time comes How will we all contain in our own… How will the world see our own shi…
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…
Writing is like drugs You will never stop wanting more Or trying so hard to see how high…
From a writer To a Reader and From a reader To a
Tell me the verse this may be And let all lye in thoughts Of what you or i may get Or beg out of life, Life of deceits and a freshly new…
