I don’t look at the sky.. I get lost in it. I don’t listen to songs.. I encounter the lyrics. I don’t search for meaning

I imagine Heavenly sunshine drips through your kisses and walks with you feel like sparking… drenched in a mix of an endlessnes…

I sat under Summer, the birds the air and trees, A whisper in Silence, they said to me; Walk the Earth the way

Its Not like a movie scene where… Its difficult explaining but if yo… Don’t pull back, its a suicidal a… The road behind is the road ahead.… Headphones on playing bands as I…

I heard a story of a man... By a cave... near the sea.. He found a tattered canvas bag.. inside lay a lot of stones covered… Intrigued just to see, those 'Use…

She lived in a snow globe. Beautiful and Bare, .. Soft lace and silver ribbons… ... Dancing in the snow; her flair… Everyday glazing past her glass wi…

Many Afar. Many adieu.. To true the days.. Within momentum. With sheer vastness.. Without an…

Lift your head up Pick your self up through this fig… we’ll fake it till we feel it Till we make it out alive. Keep your stand

I breathe out like smoke, my finge… Freezing, Frost ... I feel him around me even when I’m hanging out with the… He reduced the hours of day becaus…

Be ready to be put in words scribed in Immortality written into a verse.. And loved… Love a Writer and She will craft you out Beautifully..…

I used to write a lot, A lot, mind you, I loved it! I could write what my mind could n… for what these eyes could touch..

Abstraction. Perception. Deception and Eyes that told me I looked Lovely for a while.. Acception. Committed.

I drew a 3-D image I played a trick on my eyes... “Look! the fucking picture is disg… My mistaken finish... I can depict two.

Here is a Summer, A Summer and Spring.. Below I can feel it’s heart Beating...

I used to write a lot, A lot, mind you, I loved it! I could write what my mind could n… for what these eyes could touch..