Often I find myself writing great poems when I have sipped on some alcohol... :) Doesn't usually happen all the time but once in a blue moon I strike the emotional side of me and words keep flowing... when it happens I usually write because I have either found my muse or my thoughts are left wandering through the dead of the night.
Tuesday, 18 December 2012
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She Devil
Often the devil comes knocking, in the truest form of a WOMAN She is beautiful, she is mysterious, She makes you fall in love easily. You c...
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The Beginning It was the year of the dragon, twenty four years ago that in the high altitudes of Laya there lived a little boy with ro...
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What is the use of feeling nostalgia when all I remember is not how hard he loved but rather how I was deceived? Looking back at the thousan...
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Beauty is undefined Pristine and untouched Truth holds the naked eye to the test My roots to explore... Distance in elevation Seasons c...