There are sweetness in his blazing… Admiration of kind mind that winds… So, why halt? when the symphony Of grasp still commence, I can see the shadow line of where

You would Notice I Always Use I Before you,

Is that still you sitting on a bul… Or am i just dreaming, maybe Not a bull after-all or is it a ho… Am i just whinnying, Is that the end of the road

Life could spike your drink Love could stab your heart Feelings could blame your tears Money could pay for less Attraction could buy your sight

When you light up My dreams brightens When you smile and pause My heart pause a beat When you cry

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…

O God no Not this song again Not this same old melody Which bores me like forever On the road, pub, shops

A very good piece does not Wake up In just one rainy day Or perhaps a sunny day  If there are no luck, a very good… Might not even rise at all.

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,…

Now, have you seen? The black mane of a dark horse As it slithers and kiss the marble… Now the whore petticoat, cloaks an… On a starry night whispers its oat

For you to be reading this At this exact time Is not an honor It was meant to be.

I know Something That could Do the Trick

Life is a maze and death Is the way out.

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…