An Old Room & A Tired Man

Life can be bitter, even for a mindless savage I find the night more interesting as it is harder to see The less you can see, the more you can forgive Small men in big coats are trying around me to buy more ego with heavier shoes And living on luck you realize Nobody really knows Nobody really cares And […]

Outsider Of The Year

Why must people find faults? Beer spilt Wine wasted Gloomy evenings No rain Insomnia No job Lack of love Lack of sleep Only nightmares Nothing ever done Clock ticking My fingers typing Words with more soul than some people In flies Through tired eyes Just so that You can understand yourself better!

How long can I live, if I make you my cocaine?

As I ogle into your eyes, for a second longer,  the thought to perforate your walls, turns much stronger. How deep can I dive, without having to breathe again? How long can I live, if I make you my cocaine? Dark and hollow, don’t see where I’m going,  maybe just following the refulgent, your smile’s been showing. If we were […]

Heart Of A Poet

To have a heart like mine is all kinds of feelings.   It is to know that it’s not just logical to have a functional full-sized aortic pump. To have a heart, a human heart, is a sense of care. One that makes you feel that emotion to be thankful for the cool morning breeze brushing away your hair.   That grace […]