Folly.
Folly. Dead men don’t weep no more, stagnant life lead to deluded ending. Pretty things can hide the hidden truth, nothing gain-nothing lost. we can ascend and we can fall, Echoes of today… Continue reading
Folly. Dead men don’t weep no more, stagnant life lead to deluded ending. Pretty things can hide the hidden truth, nothing gain-nothing lost. we can ascend and we can fall, Echoes of today… Continue reading
Love letters never send. Old man wrote a letter. He wrote “My dear love.” What we don’t do. These are the memories that will break our heart forever. You and I. Maybe loco… Continue reading
Dead flowers (Some short poetry) 1- Please don’t talk no-more. Pretty lady crying and she told her banished lover.Please speak no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless.Your face from angel to the… Continue reading