My mother always prayed before eating and blessed...
Welcome to dinner, your booth is right over here...
One mug of Latte
and a slice of Battenburg...
I probably don't write the best form of poetry.
What my words speak is reality...
People are three types -
One's like food, necessary...
You have become a disgrace
The society values you no more...
What has the world come to these days?
Abduction lingers 'round corners...
“Normal†girls walk around wearing...
Or a tiny top and a mini skirt...
I am happy alone
but I can't sit...
Eyes distant as the Moon skin as pale and...
Someone's Daughter...
In an state
Life matter can exfoliate...
Boundary.
I sit here...
Astonished by
your hypocrisy...