What Do You Want? A flotilla, or a bleeding gun? Be sure. A house, a car, Or a flight closer to her, While your heart quietly rots? It can’t be love— The world is starved of it. Don’t eye the diamond chest; it will bury you. Happiness? Pfft! Is that...
A whale of wheat is poem that explore themes of identity, self-reflection, and transformation. My pictures are penciled in a frown or smile, an art in deep water, On dirty canvas, my veins change colour, I’m the general without a uniform. With...
The truth has one page, but a lie is spread into many chapters, the recurring theme is patience, it’s reward hides in a system. Don’t filch a finger with a sinister eye, you know this too, that seasons plunder a man in autumn. – F...
