

EpitaphA Shallow GraveEpitaph
When my life’s doused And all life gone. Then for what solace can I hope When the regret of that not done Is beyond my best ability to cope And all the illusions of heaven above Are battered by waves of remorse.
If the infinity is truly in trove Given to us in silence of death, How silent a silence can death enforce, When every day ‘s yearning for every life’s breath.


The Powers That BeThe first step is always the hardest, you see, That I heard from the wise and the elderly,. That kept in mind I nerved myself and undertook A climb on an of shunned peak that overlooked Jibs on yellowy of sundering sun bright colored sea.The Powers That Be
In early phase of my voyaging days, nick by nick, I trod towards the gleaming peak. Faint and iffy lisps using rustling ebbs of sound From neath my feet bounced off the walls around, Till there was nothing to be seen for miles far and wide but rocks, gray rocks that one another hide.
Soon thereafter, as I took a halt I was


A doveThis poem speaks of a clash within,A dove
of a lonely man atop mount cyleene, whose eyes desire but one peek at the timid shape – his fuel of dreams - a creature lonely, timid meek, one of seven hunter's prey, a dove by heart and dove, it seems, in every single other way - yet still much more than just a dove, whose sister once did grow to love a mortal man who shackled death and therefore suffers after final breath.
If any doubt this man's intent, 't is that of love that was not meant 't is that of longing, fury, pain and of sorrowful disdain, &


UntitledNo angels cry and none despair when you are denied, You ask yourself and ask again if what you do is right. But all I did is stood as Athlas did to your support For all I ever wished was just to be from you adored. I did it right, as I believe the strings of piety a man in love endow. And in doing that, I've broken all but that one sacred vow.Untitled
I told you once when love was young, not sturdy were my feet, I did not know you well to be sincere and that, you told me to be it: “Do not say your love when all you love is that I'm sweet” All I could was only nod, for
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I am so honored
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
Thank you so much for the compliment.
Mia
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I am here, as a result of sex.
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I am here, as a result of sex.
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