What is life, but a vapor in the wind?
What's the point, we all die in the end...
Crystal raindrops
falling from the clouds above...
She embraced her nakedness,
feeling some wrinkles summoning the sun...
Your colours don't represent your feelings for...
They merely resemble the opposite...
I can't discrimate between yesterday and today...
I am near and far from the ocean. Far away in the...
Well they waved their flags when Thatcher died
and they laid her in the ground...
I repeatedly imagine,
the day we meet again...
Two bottles, two bottles
that's all it was...
Through a loathsome darkened path In a valley deep...
An old man stumbled and tripped where e'er his...
As Beyonce jerks and Miley twerks
and tits still pop out of the sun...
I have never been good at letting go of the past
I walk round with a constant taste of nostalgia...
Sometimes as poets,
we bury ourselves...