Within these pages of poetry
There's a angel roaming...

My life is a simple open book
if you're talented enough to read...

LIFE ASKED DEATH
how did you died...

Wheels were on fire last night
while my scarlet eyes were burning bright...

So many layers i have inside
within these tears, they all subside...

Witnessed from the corner of my eyes
Beauty so sacred just passing me by...

Speeding away early morning
Looking for something called love...

Surrounded by walls
Walls full of pride...

Silhouette of this black silk shirt
mesmerizing skin of my baby so perfectly...

Someone in this mirror sings along with me
though his words has no sound...

Every street in this world has a story to tell
tales of lonely walking hearts could be heard...

Falling
Like a drop of rain...