Sapiosexual

I am not telling eitherReality has many dimensionsIt is a clichéNor am I telling you it is sweet or bitterI am not in that tug of warI am straight to tell youThe race of man is a liarYet they will come to defend the truthYou know not anything about GodYet you will claim you know…

Or close the chapter if it went terribly wrongAnd gives you displeasureIn between the linesLife is like a book that contain either swords or dreamsYou may cut or you may drug with words or with actionsIn my bookIt is up -to you to decide in which way you wish to move.

Though she is some times short sometimes longWe do not mind, and our love never goes wrong

Then you are requested to sit down beside meOne more request to youPlease do not take me as sageI will not take you eitherSages are all known peopleIf they are not fool then they are misinformed about all thingsThey are confident enough on what concerns about lifeBecause they misunderstand a lotPrecondition of our talk is…

That people could touch youAnd could not get your fruitsThe shade vanishes into airIn the way of falling upon the heads scorchingFrom the height of the place you resideAnd the breeze you produceLost its forceFor whom it is meantJust be as huge as you likeAnd attain the glory of a mountainAnd keep protecting people from…

The body is lying like a logThe soul is dead in frosty fogSo dare to dream in a dreamAs the soul searches lifeThe life searches dreamThe dream is the cream of life.let the dream to break down neverRather get it move like a super carStretch it like a synthetic rubberMake sure that the soul is…