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…
Only one great lake will a man exc… A boat, a paddle and a widely dark View will go past and fairer luck If one sees far as view will freel…
The moon should be Cautious of us Because one day we will Be looking Down to her And She shall pledge to us
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
I do not blend in with crowds but with might i could desperately… In a pub filled with crowds; this… and in a rave filled with parks; t… but in an open space with one and…
It could be one way to live occupi… That is tacking every trousers in… Despise, and dressing every space… Empty space for sin to lose intere… In its options to form in your lif…
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
Culprit are tend to be Visible when a craft Is alarmed. A trigger can become Hostile while depending
poetry in my bones, just a little plenty in my bones, it burns and burns even when i try cleanse away creativity in my bones, i have love for other things;
The famous cheats will had once em… The prostitutes will freely sleep… acknowledge poetry. The power of poetry is an unoffici… It can be used by a sweet talker,
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
Many could milk a cow or Learn how to milk a cow and Still obliterate to cluster the st… One take in milking a cow, Multiple could shoot a rifle in ev…
I can’t Afford Pride for Now Even if
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised
Only if i Could have Never Learned a way To arouse
