Poetry is something I just doing on my free time. But I wish to be Writer and Director. |
Let me open your dictionary
And ink myself all over your meaning...
Let me open your dictionary
And ink myself all over your meaning...
I opened the door to first period and down I fell,
The fall was deep and narrow like I tripped into a...
As the mind wades in the pool of senescence,
Memory is burned in the fire of evanescence...
I saw your picture today. |