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#poetry #review I know what's going on with my life , Don't worry about me you are not my wife , This is my car please let me drive, Maybe you have shield but I have very sharp knife Yes, I day dream because I m king of night , Don't advice me I know what's wrong & right , Just Mind your business it's not your fight , I don't care for your ego so hold it tight There's traffic on road but my vision is clear, If you can't help me then don't hurt dear, Don't afraid of me but have a little fear , I am very large fire so don't come near

Serenade You strip me off all impurities And all that of outside Your eyes shine like Neon lights hung over this bar And sure we came afar, But, the gravity sets motion And I lost focus The second you spoke endearingly And it never be, too much Disenthralled and Cerulean Love That we made it up The safe haven as you cover me up And Sunniest Climes aren't brighter as much As you're presence, stars are dull I follow her like a stranded dog Like a lantern in a misty fog It's hard to seem my routine Without her direction's gleam I'm praying it seems we are one Blisters sticking together when burnt I want you at every cost it's certain And I think you've learnt #poetry#review

Blue flowers Withered soul i may Row away My body holds no more We flying over the clouds Like as if nothing goes Your smile shines through darkness as if it ain't no more And those hazel eyes Never lies though Melancholie is recurring How alone these blue flowers And Who writes love We write blues As if malt takes ahold no more Saxophones gently crying through the empty hallrooms #review#poetry

Prince Extend the arms for what The death's innate The mourns of light Might awake the masters You might be more You can be more Angel's melancholie dies at your doorstep Who is loved and unloved Morning nhilist burns in death's shadow We dwell past the horrors and sadism Blood and flesh tore up for prince #review#poetry

I ran behind you With a toren pair of shoes, Tears flooding in my cheeks. Baby I'm shattered By your actions. Why all these ignorance, All sudden? Some times I need the phase, When you used to be mine, Don't want to stalk you behind, again... Come back again Let our memories become a rainbow Don't let the love story in the middle. #poetry#review

At the Word end At journey unending Left them aside For a while More like forever Why does avoiding creates peace That peace curdles heart Into broken glass and salty waters Unto spirit apart from me Might the silence breaks away Parts by parts what's left of me At where the end lies Meet me when the sun dies What is more unloved than the lonely sky And I swim through my avoidance Ignorant life What is more unfinished than the artist's work Disappointment at the eyes of them Who is me, i might die yet not know #review#poetry

My best nights are nights I slept with your murmurs and kisses in my head. My best mornings are mornings I woke up beside you in my bed. #Poetry#Review

コークス The fine glass Of morality Let's shrug off those glass shards Let's meet in the night With the tragic farce And the coke is pretty bland, cold Like your feet in the sand Let's meet where the death lies In a dreary state And drunkenness of us May fill the abyss innate I Guess love is answer But the long elevators don't lie With it's charming jingles It shares melancholy, don't cry It hurts, don't die , Coward, Why don't the hangover goes And we sleep forever This may as far as it goes This may the never-ending goal #review#poetry

Sometimes we feel pain All angst and hunger Satiated Smokes and Spirit Through and out Faded, my god It's like warm coffee with an insomniac inspiration We don't fell apart Tis the tides Plucking the strings Of the windy Palm trees And a lonely cricket rings Like a drop of a leaf And honk of a bus Its not crowded but us Why not, never Why not, never Roaming to somewhere in Rome With soulless white , sculpture of bones And folds of such Like ballad of bombs And Toes are clipped Even the legs Why not , feel sometimes Like everyone else Like anyone and yet Why not, feel more Like colourful it were Even the blackest blotch appear My Lord, just once on this magenta and white halls. Even the hardest blocks It stands upon We feel Pain Sometimes #review#poetry

My heart aches My body inches For your love Beloved #Poetry#Review

Shy in the sky Clock touches the twelve It's the fresh Sunday, again! Oh! I can see the moon With his new suit, It happens all the day But something is special on Sundays, moon with a finest coat And sun with a bright fit, He always wants to Tell something to the sun But he always runs away when He saw her. © TEJ #review#poetry

Shy in the sky Clock touches the twelve It's the fresh Sunday, again! Oh! I can see the moon With his new suit, It happens all the day But something is special on Sundays, moon with a finest coat And sun with a bright fit, He always wants to Tell something to the sun But he always runs away when He saw her. © TEJ #review#poetry