Height How dare You hold me? Enter my dreams, Peel me off my skin, Hold tight my legs, Chain my eyes and scream out loud. I can’t paint I can’t speak well when it comes to you. so now, I beg fade away let me go. Ruddapoet

he looks like she said he’d without the marks and facial bruises he’d look a lot better his smiles say he would be brash the twist is found in his eye lash he looks kind and unkind stares as if he is blind he’s arrogant i do not know how true i feel this leonell

Seeing these seven days yawn, We know that they are weak. They slumber even at dawn Moving slowly like they are starved, In the burning sun. Even Tomorrow feels lazy to come When holidays go bad, what should be done? For if they’ve become sick, How then do we catch fun? Tochi

And that is how they live Leave home to dismay home In vain conclusions, they dive Make promises when in distress What they won’t take, they give Felons condemning other fugitives With their consciences, they connive Slowly stuck in a Stockholm syndrome For their sins by others, they can’t forgive Wildkhard [TA]

Under the shades of a cloud, dark and stormy, Right in the frying pan of the sun, In the midst of the wild wind that be, And the flying sands of the earth, There you would find me, Under my yellow umbrella. You then would see How I do catch fun With my hook of […]

and the flowers bloomed after breaking bad habits. they allowed rain wash in water their crinkled petals their leaves opened like umbrellas to protect the hearts of the roots. we see the beautiful leaves we relish the fruits but never the mud we wash off each bite we live in leaves like vegans but the […]

Party now so you can mourn your death For we underrate our own breath Weekend was made for our good Everyone needs a break from adulthood Church has not seen me since But church would only care if I were a Prince Mosque, I wish I knew the tales they tell in there But every […]

Thursdays are just like any other day A man is still one that was made from clay Memories are still kept in hell and heaven’s gate Time and death wouldn’t stop to go on a date Good deeds will still be recorded even if it’s a drop And every action of man is a planted […]

End is not anywhere near As some often declare Peace do come in pieces Stringed together in doses of peace Time is now and then And a decision made in the den. More than all of these God is the giver of peace He gives it by all means Bose

Locked down ghost towns are for the better Make it known via the brown papered letter Humans have to learn not to be ruled by others To find peace and fun with the hearts borders Liberty is all in the mind If home is prison, where else can you unwind War within yourself will never […]