Poems

Remain happy
Stay
Way back
No luck from a devils poem
Good pretty coocie...

I can be the first.
I can be the last.
And the only.
I can never be enough.
I...

There was no fruit in heaven, only honey,
where bees did their work when it was sunny;
we...

I ambled along an avenue lined with lovely lilac trees

And Oh such a sensational sweet, surreal...

These thoughts these imposing thoughts are telling me to give in and that right now no one would even miss...

Day by day the heat persists,
Don't know how I can exist.
Every day the blazing sun,
...

I woke up early Saturday morning
Bright, beautiful day
Boy I was famished
Wow…blood...

Are you a trendsetter ,a pioneer ,innovator,
a trend is a general direction in which something...

On bending knees I plea with you
You know how much I need you
My life will not be the same...

The heart of man is language
the heart of language is literature
the heart of literature is...

Life was going swimmingly,
Until they pulled up outside.
A six man chainsaw gang,
As I...

One's
destination
is never
a place
but
a new way
of seeing things...

Poetry is the answer.
Who cares what the question is.

It's almost impossible
to watch sunsets
and not get in a poetic mood.

A face without a smile.
Is like.
Expensive clothes without style.

Well I dreamt the daftest dream ever last night that really felt so real

As I was perched...

Bhola, our Town’s, Ward No.1, a garbage carrier
Very innocent, always smiling, happy and sincere...