There are sweetness in his blazing… Admiration of kind mind that winds… So, why halt? when the symphony Of grasp still commence, I can see the shadow line of where
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,
Is this life I seek Is this purity I recall Is this love I felt Is this death I ordered And If i could write them all,
To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
Sometimes i feel like I have done it all But maybe its not me Its the silk that’s unwilling To cover my feet.
The blind goose with a solemn hear… White, pure and goes on and on and… But without the trails of the rest… All she ever sees was darkness, Darkness –this long parable and na…
Close your eyes What do you see? Light Or darkness They are as bad as Each other, too
Of one you once loved with fetish heart Of one you once cared With all you had Of one you once prayed
O, ye the bright sky summon thee Before the crimson light forsake n… With the numb cloud morosely still… So does the teardrop– warmish will… Lightening’ a little or with a pi…
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
There is nothing special About being normal If it be cheating, Cheat Or perhaps laughing, dancing
They are roaring And ready To go but My shoe Laces are still
My glasses are filled And your cups are Starting to overflow With patience and I will help
I have learned about success and i will forever crave for, I have learned about life but Life will stay complicated to me, I have learned about women
Many had played this game like a c… A mouse, we once played the game b… Drained and emotionally out of dep… The game hates to differ and knows… Fight for this game and be careles…
