Look at me, lying on the sofa With the thought of money and fame And my waist-bones cringes Of the moves and roads and efforts… Sarcasm, or more like it’ i’d say…
A drunk man once asked me Do you write? And I was like yeah I can put words together, He looked at the cup he was holdin…
A relationship without love is lik… Disco of sex, a music, a carpeted… And army of glitzy light of nothin… But a waste of one’s effort to suc… Perhaps love is easy to frisk
Oh how marvellous It is to Write and drink Your guts out, How scary
I can’t Afford Pride for Now Even if
I read a lot of Bukwoski Drunk And spitting words on Paper, And a little of Oliver
My favorite Kind of people Are poets, Writers But I respect
I have read them enough to fill me With tenderness; to sigh a relief On my soul with heavenly mind, Because now i could sight them far… As they would lease pleasure to me…
Play me a love music Shut all the blinds And I will write the world for yo…
Art of loving is a complicated Ar… it must not be too Abundant or too… and Moderation is an hard option t…
A bird with a flightless wings That is what her love brings When clock can tick no more Like a naked eye of a devils core. With a shame your rebel foresee
Merely is the bread, wine and your… Your countenance, Your eyes and t… It works in harmony its your sense… The weariness is the achievement m… Its the effort of your pain all be…
They lease my soul from me They pay with dime; with dime– Did my flesh buries far beneath to… Nor behold a light; who shall see… I bellow at thee who mourn or weep…
When you light up My dreams brightens When you smile and pause My heart pause a beat When you cry
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
