many writes poetry now, many writes about life and they wi… were not alive but when they hears… they run and leave their shoes beh… many writes about love,
When you are wealthy: Many shall be your friends and Few shall be your fans and; All will be your death.
Is this it Is this love or desperation Is this how it feels to be dunked… Empty bowl My heart never really flutters
You are beautiful Regardless of what Beauty means.
Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love
The delights of autumn, the cats shivering and the birds as silence as a morning morgue, th… that blows you backward and coldne… that knit deep into your dry skin,
I do not write my poetry for no-on… And every dawn, i do not reason wh… —On about mystic my work chaperon… Mystic is me but with more time yo… You will break the mystery and lea…
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…
I will be a father soon I am excited and by his Grace com… I will take your first step with y… Blessing the heavens for a natures… I will love and cherish your exist…
There is just only One thing Separating Me and my Bad habits
Oh, the moon should be cautious of… The moon should always glance to k… If i am still here, dressed or nak… With all of my conscious sins and… Witnesses; my eyes could blindly e…
Writing is like drugs You will never stop wanting more Or trying so hard to see how high…
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…
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…
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…
