

I get moody when it sounds silly How could the self-proclaimed Righteous man become repetitively blunt? Blank of sensitivity, A man reasoning with ego, I,
Try sleeping with a heavy heart Walking away from who I see in the mirror The replay of our memories haunts The bedroom sucks my
I, man of silent fire, A pessimist in a plane, Always ready with a parachute, Today, I cry, As a man without beards and huge
When every flower was tagged perishable, You promised you’d make me durable, Not just durable but eternal, I never knew that material was external, That
In tears I am looking at the ponentLove has hurt the committed proponentA blank wall has twisted my component My heart you took leaving me
In specific cogitations I owe the clockThe heart to keep moving as a quailTo tear out the pain in the wedlock My patience can’t
Subscribing to her memories takes a wide, Chain of good morals she had set to guide, our growth and development to the light, That set
In every election spellIt is about tribal smellTyranny of numbers is our political natureUnity is at risk of abrupt ruptureDuring contestation of this seat ?Is
Sorry to the cloutopreneurs Showing off isn’t my natureShowing off is a diseaseShowing off enhancesUnnecessary pressureI’m better off in privacyI’m baffled by secrecyBut affection I’ll
What shall I say?I want to keep the samehappiness on anybody without shameI know my skin colour isn’t forbiddenin heaven though they want to see