What will it be when it can be a muse !
I would like to treat my life, like I would treat you Would you hear when I will say what I need to say? May I seek shelter, just next......
8 Years Ago
Monologues
A Grownup's refusal to grow up, a betrayal ? ************ She was a fetus inside a bottle bottle which broke, A new life embraced ......
9 Years Ago
Open Letter.
Dear Beloved, Venus. It’s been two hibernating season since I left wandering and enjoyed brief moments of excitement which soon faded i......
11 Years Ago
Melancholia.
Happiness is not happy, Happiness is feeling sad. He don't feels joyous Anymore It says of things which are of purely hazardous natu......
11 Years Ago
Freedom In a Crooked Robe .
Choked up faces Pure Misery. Or maybe Actual Bliss ; When Silver moon screws with my thoughts It’s a joyful nightmare. ......
11 Years Ago
Yearn And Aches.
A swan in the lake The lake is gloomy The Skies are cloudy A day even worse than the mid-night. Someone sing a lullaby. Sun wit......
11 Years Ago
