(2015)
They are not bragging Or that many I could easily fish them out For now.
You would Notice I Always Use I Before you,
I breath through Sheets of everlasting words.
I call you Art Beautiful, interesting Expressive, talented And yet so delicate.
O God no Not this song again Not this same old melody Which bores me like forever On the road, pub, shops
I love us more when its peak And our Presence had been starved To see.
Nature is A beautiful And most Hated luxury But you
To whom; who death might delight, Put on your socks and your glass And glimpse through a river That breath gust of elite; gust of… Which you will miss gracefully
Why are they dressed in red and wh… A black long fur facing towards th… A gold button parting the blood an… Misery of their own existence, and… To please; they are slow nature of…
A very good piece, Writing a good poetry is like maki… Or trying to get to sleep as a kid… Or hearing an ice cream truck and There is no certainty that you wou…
If you ever thought of a girl perhaps wasted anytime with someon… Or no one. If you ever walk with loud manly Conversation with your friend
You should see the sketch of sorro… You should see the pain written in… You should try to dig what is hidd… Can you not see how her eyes are t… When her brows flinches up and dow…
Rapidly does the spirit roam. Invisible to human And visible to the special ones, Sometimes you could sense Or feel the stroke when walking
Act amazed like it is done in plig… For all that winds care is comfort And delicate bid of sun ray slithe… Through the breast of a pregnant d… Act amazed like its done in plight…
I Am not a drinker If not I would have claimed that Bottles help me write.
