I have walked with people Who are well pamperd And well spoken enough to be Their own god.
Close your eyes What do you see? Light Or darkness They are as bad as Each other, too
My favorite Kind of people Are poets, Writers But I respect
Words should be plain And simple But always jumping Down in style.
I have Loved Less Since The last
I love Everything That will Make Me
As hours goes by Dawn after dawn Season after seasons And tears mapping face, I’m still fading.
The famous cheats will had once em… The prostitutes will freely sleep… acknowledge poetry. The power of poetry is an unoffici… It can be used by a sweet talker,
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
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
Rapidly does the spirit roam. Invisible to human And visible to the special ones, Sometimes you could sense Or feel the stroke when walking
Take a look at the road where we a… My future, your future, our future When the time comes How will we all contain in our own… How will the world see our own shi…
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
Revisited I am revisiting my younger mind, A mind of an old warrior holding o… Spares and arrows, A mind of many endured monks chant…
There is just only One thing Separating Me and my Bad habits
