Even composing an item, abstract
Like the shading you provide
Upon the people scorching
Or the breeze you produce
While the air is so hot
Or the goodwill you have in your heart;
Compose a thing
Create a situation or invent an event
Said a man who is not an idiot
Mere words are not enough
Nor the rhymes, forced
You need a metaphor to blend
Life and ocean
To create ripples
But wave would be best to kiss the shore
Or salt would the best to give your life a good taste
And want a sparkIf you want fireKeep rubbingI shall makeThe sparks FireFire or spark?Decide beforeYou come to rubAgainst meAs I am also stone.
No qualmsIn peace in warToo happy to be with herAnd honor her decisionI am too wellAlong with friends and relativesTwo penniesAnd Judas
Like many but they never invite me as I am a very ordinary man.I frantically search the waysScrutinize the graph the rise of the people shownAnd become famousI find in them many qualitiesThey follow many rulesOne of those: they are very amicableWhich I lack mostIf the rise of a life is through the rulesIt curtails…
on my foreheadpeckson my cheeksI got when I was a wind-bud of innocenceone by one the drops of rainblown awayby the bankrupt windthe full pantdrew a lot of curiosity and criticism: whenI was looking at the watchit laughed,the tide lashed out,now I find myself thrown outunder crook and clumsy seductive adolescence.Head downStraight paths turn into…
To spread all around the grain of kindnessIn this wonderful gardenLet’s grow red rosesAs in this dealing no harm is meantIf someone hurts another personThe hurter won’t be safe from sorrow eitherAs in this trade persons required are twoActually they are two by name onlyIn fact we are all oneA whole in the form of…
Along with the playersEntered through the back doorsSelected by their uncles
