I have dreams that I have live And The ones I still live. I have appeased my childhood God, He is pleased. I have dreamt of peace
Love growing could be as Short as a leave that kisses The sun begged to kiss not, It could be a lantern bright But not bright enough to see far,
I trust myself too much That I sometimes forget how To trust my pen.
Culprit are tend to be Visible when a craft Is alarmed. A trigger can become Hostile while depending
When you Are young You Could Only
When change drown us deep, When red roses deceits to gain us… When bereaved our utter to reap, Myself and yourself will be mute n… Silence will repeat over and never…
Rapidly does the spirit roam. Invisible to human And visible to the special ones, Sometimes you could sense Or feel the stroke when walking
Read as light becomes brighter Dance like hell will never succeed Laugh as life becomes a feather Walk like pride will be dear to up… Stroll in your own certain majesty
The journey yet so far I have walked the walk covered in a grimy sun dust Beaten by avalanche of rain But the journey yet seems soothing…
I find it Hard Reading a Long paragraph Of nothing
Oh, the moon should be cautious of… The moon should always glance to k… If i am still here, dressed or nak… With all of my conscious sins and… Witnesses; my eyes could blindly e…
I do no not know why they lie, I do not know why they all loathes… I do not know why they swore to lo… Not all of them, but most of them… —But don’t ever be like them, even…
Many had played this game like a c… A mouse, we once played the game b… Drained and emotionally out of dep… The game hates to differ and knows… Fight for this game and be careles…
Sometimes I take A Break From
I have lost the taste for words I have blended with the world I have settled with the masses I have decided to colour it all. I have lost the taste for words
