I wish i was born in the old days,… Greatly about how they look, when… Work with knowledge that makes the… They all have many sense than one… I wish i was an endowed poet then,…
I love us more when its peak And our Presence had been starved To see.
When in battle We know men But not fully, We know men that Folds up their sleeve
I still cannot see the way she wal… How her breast pawned towards the… Her stripe mouthed shoes squeaking… With the earl grey gown i bought;… I pondered around like a deaf Ami…
Give me love O you, as sacred heart Are hard to trust. Plunge my bones With humor
A beautiful me. A beautiful you A beautiful us A beautiful sunset dipped. A beautiful cloud
Turn my words to dust Turn from dust to dust Play my favourite type of blues Paint it from blue to blues Pour me a bottle of wine
We go from Dust to Dust Bones to Bones Cleared by air Bitten By Termites Sulked by rain
When a chapter of your life is at… every moment seems to bleed and every hands you shake will not mov… and every day is a million years a… every step seems not to take step
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
I see fairness in death than man, as death will show honesty to take… by gender, race, sexuality or rich… and he would ponder to hide when life is so unfaithful to man
Rapidly does the spirit roam. Invisible to human And visible to the special ones, Sometimes you could sense Or feel the stroke when walking
It’s better to just write it The funny times when Jokes Don’t make you laugh When you laugh in hurt Smile in pain
if you don’t want to do anything but reading, read loud if you don’t want to read and maybe all you want is to eat, eat now,
Words should be plain And simple But always jumping Down in style.
