Friends needs loyalty to stay Pain need time to fade Love need heart to claim Life need us to grow Money need trust to gain
All beautiful things are made at n… the moon summons the stars to play… Jazz sounds better when it is play… The ocean streams louder and majes… At night fire burns proudly and vi…
What heart would whisper another Sense will hardly learn; and Wandering mind could cluster Indefinite at dark forests in angu… Of sight and vicious earthly being…
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…
Revisited I am revisiting my younger mind, A mind of an old warrior holding o… Spares and arrows, A mind of many endured monks chant…
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,
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…
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
Of one you once loved with fetish heart Of one you once cared With all you had Of one you once prayed
I think mostly When there Is no ink No pen Or when my
Oh God What would Do Without My hands,
now i can see life better now i know the difference between life and death and now i know life is nothing but a box of cereals.
A fool i was to rest on beauty, To lean my back on gratitude, On just a sight and nothing but Just a sight of what i cannot Do nothing but please.
I will not Pretend to Read long books Because of My little
Poetry Poetry is for the weak The clean and tucked in worker beh… Poetry is for the lazy The fragile breeds with a right ha…