The severing of the ties with Eng… As the people rose and took a stan… No more British rule from so far… And mandatory laws that they must… If they don’t know as to what thei…
Polar Man, you’re losing your gri… You’re getting tired and ill equip… Your fingers are weakening and get… As you appear in the eyes of the m… Your days will be warmer and futur…
The home of beauty, hidden inside an old worn out hous… with chipped paint and broken windows, called to me with a voice
Those fat white clouds hanging o’e… A pictorial playground in the azur… Home of dreams and imagination Where riders ride on white stallio… With plumes of silken rivulets tra…
Braggart of the terrestrial world, the grand master of the theologian… the one whose eyes and ears collect all the drama of the earth and stuffs it in his big swollen h…
The Return New paradises growing old and jade… Like crimson leaves into winters f… Like seasons that can’t last forev… We play by the rules and smile to…
Perfume When she passed by, the scent was… Moving in the air and running thro… A summer’s wind climbed through th… Drenched in heavenly brews and tas…
Passion motivated And passion executed, Love’s requirements But abstinence defied, The love of lust and
Runaway Sam with a runaway plan, A gift for the ladies with a weddi… A hawker and a talker and a smooth… Never worked a day, a greater labo… Into bank accounts of the ladies s…
A Certain Secret Hiding in closets, no air to breat… Sealed in cement, a painful secret To be forgotten, but not forgotten What is there is what is there
Father of Sound Oh father of sound With your bending and shaping Thy melodic chants And your sound so sweet and pure
Her shield is a portrait of Helen… with the power to repel all enemy… to weaken armies of stout-hearted… and melt their spears and hearts a… Her beauty is a garden that flaunt…
Out of the sky such beauty falls Into iridescent drops and teary ba… Through misty corridors and shiny… Kingly promenades and narrow strai… From natal clouds where angels cry
Revenge is a vindictive reaction to a sin committed. It rides with the adrenalin rush that envelops our being. With the same degree of wickedness that evil breathed into our spirit, w...
My muse, my inspiration, my whimsi… my hidden gem, my knighted rider, she with a poem in her bewitching… at home in her secret hideaway in… who keeps heaven’s language locked…