I'm not a poet,
I'm not a melody...
Please world, allow my marriage before you end.
Cast your blunder and multitudes of atrocity aside...
As breathless curtains stir
to melodies of the singing tree...
I grow wary of quack leaders
whose only contribution...
Applying mascara
upon an early dawn...
Tell me who I am
Because I can't find my self tonight...
In a crowded train crammed with people
scuffling each other, like little fishes...
"Come all, come here, I've something to...
The night bird sings by the fair gates of hell...
The sky is clear, and on the sidewalk,
old men are playing backgammon...
Click click click clickclickclick
click click...
Sometimes,
life closes on people...
2014-05-14 22:55
Calamity...