Destiny? Have you ever seen your destiny infront of you, moving, talking and breathing? Is your destiny made of meat and flesh, smells of spilt whiskey and has it ever asked you to look over the balcony and find it? Does your destiny talk of far fetched lands, of Jordan and Red sea, of camels… Continue reading DESTINY
Let it fly and tear the sky, Or drown and die, But don't make it roll and topple, Over a ground that's full of pebble. The flame of a Flamingo Its passion, a desire, hard to let go. Flamingo's a fire with grace, Flamingo's spirit not an inherit, No it isn't love, No it isn't… Continue reading FLAMINGO
How beautiful are those eyes, Hazel, lenses or real? My eyes, like big black button, Oh what madness, I aint anywhere there! You see her legs, spidery long, A four finger gap between thighs She smells of fresh plucked rose and lillies, How is that even possible? Is she even real? No there are many,many… Continue reading Beauty
It feels like, I'll eternally keep standing at the fringe of an island that constantly undergoes an erossive force, the wrath of the river. But there's hope, a part of the land will always be there for me to stand. I blankly stare the wave take away the ground that shelters me, and once its… Continue reading Beautiful Island
Is she beautiful? Yes, I think she is, She has a nose rightly placed Between her eyes, Neither one bigger than other Her face symmetric, Brow thick and brown, Lips pink and plump, And she has a dimple, as she smiles I must call it an asset, Yes, she is beautiful But, she'll only believe… Continue reading Is She Beautiful?
Do you see, I have a mole underneath my lips? Its a tint of brown, in the shape of a pear, Fading slowly into my skin, Like the setting sun into the evening sky. Do you see, its gorgeous! Like light felling through a tunnel Its touch indistinguishable, Beauty unnoticable, presence inescapable Existance unquestionable. The… Continue reading Mole Underneath My Lips