Now, as you may have seen When old, young or when with Someone as days and weeks goes on, I do not know how our love is shap… I do not know what my coming will…
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.
To whom; who death might delight, Put on your socks and your glass And glimpse through a river That breath gust of elite; gust of… Which you will miss gracefully
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
I have learned from so many arts And little art had learned from me… I have gazed at so many light And few lights had gazed at me, I have seek and wander for too lon…
Atleast I Have love For something That is not secured
If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.
Demons I will bring out the demons in you I will close the trenches and make The demons feed in you They will feel what it’s like for…
May so be it Life will be it Love will also be it Music will sing it Rituals will be a part of it
Now, have you seen? The black mane of a dark horse As it slithers and kiss the marble… Now the whore petticoat, cloaks an… On a starry night whispers its oat
A part Of my head Is hurting A part that Needs to
There are many usual things On your mind when you have a mind To worry, There are many unusual aspect on y… Mind that are vulnerable, vivid
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…
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.
What do I see I see people talking about me I see them whispering and I think… I see them plotting I can hear my mothers warning in m…
