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,
You don’t have to bleed to Satisfy them all Just throw them a bone And watch them bring it back.
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
Sometimes you Need a Break From Life
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised
A small piece of metal With a shinning light, Visible yet warmth, Seek the dark smoke As it breaths
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…
The truth in the midst of lies, th… Threat and stab; heart could never… The poor lies of filled wealth whi… In albatross of the world at will. And to slip and bleed from a restf…
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
Love me with no range; and never p… Through me, love me like a gate an… Cease to open me, love me like a m… Same and exact with no compromise. Love me peacefully like bodies dro…
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…
It will not make you rich It doesn’t mean that you are speci… There are no extra powers Only an effort will do And you will never stop
I find it Hard Reading a Long paragraph Of nothing
If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.
A misfit is not a wish Neither is it a pitch, an area, a… Its about your balance The ability of practice or talent… Attitude to the frost and stagnant…
