Self-reflection
Here it is, the old wall to bang. Well, no more but it is stupid. To know, there’s a wall and it needs hitting. Do you…
Here it is, the old wall to bang. Well, no more but it is stupid. To know, there’s a wall and it needs hitting. Do you…
Had it been a better place to spew dirt, it would have been plausible, But, you know, they already knew that we just weren’t meant to…
Oh yes, tired I am and its the best one could be after a world of doing and not-doing, After all, who doesn’t when a world…
About the words, yes, they come from the lands distant enough to ever be visible, While trying to tie the knot between the dream and the…
A life away from life and here is the air similar to the ones before, Casting away the existing darkness and shyness into the withering dust,…
On the contrary, one should have picked up the thoughts much earlier, Drying in the oceans are ignorance of times untested yet derivatives of failure. …
In my world, I mean to say there are some things I need to say, There’s no pain, isn’t there any memory washed away in merciless…
It often is so a factor that one lacks something at times when it was most needed. I met life when I needed it the most.…
At some lengths are the talks of the beautiful mornings, And slightly withered away are the promises long held with our words. Long lost is the…