A part Of my head Is hurting A part that Needs to
It might be shit But that’s your own shit And it might be a hit From the park, And that will pose to be
Love is The easiest Subject To write About Because
There are two art of wisdom; we ea… One seem like a sting of success,… Is filled with the sponge, soap an… Wisdom by losing is a cup crafted… To drink, shower and weep in it; i…
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
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…
My glasses are filled And your cups are Starting to overflow With patience and I will help
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
My wishes—for all their dreams, I wish i could help, i wish i coul… The frost on the glass and hope fo… Not the stress but ease, and for t… To laugh at me when I wish;
As may that it is, even though you… Philanderer, Or a disheveled, ruffian, but I c… With the hoard Shouting in loud bars, even though…
Love for thee are naught, For every tears and every Pain love claimed will rot, Love to thee will glance no noon, For my heart will gently gain numb…
Today is never as lifeless like da… Was meant to be; the woods are idl… And birds pestering a harmless tre… And the squirrels knitting fiercel… And different people walking throu…
I write when am lonely When the world is at its Wicked peak, I write when am scared When the thunder is kissing
today make a trail for us to follow, eat like a poet so you would digest words think like a poet and never believe to be wrong, dress like a…
O God no Not this song again Not this same old melody Which bores me like forever On the road, pub, shops
