We all know about notions of the life but few of us are willing to understand them. The way our fingers aren’t of the same length, the…… Read more “Address Yourself”
For each one of you who are going to read my poem, You’re why this poem exists, I exist. What does depression feels like? Because I knew my psychiatrist was…… Read more “The heart of stone”
Women, are born to sacrifice, their hair, lives, wants, dreams, desires, skin, blood, loves, sweat, and their so obvious free genitals, Each slice of the women’s anatomy…… Read more “Arrogant genital of escorts, which aren’t women, sadly.”
READ THE END. Fear. Insecurities. Unsafe. Uneasiness. Worries. Distress, Angst. Depression, Dejection. Apprehensions. Mixed feels are making my noodle sick. Panic attacks are choking off the solidity…… Read more “what am I feeling? Rape. Brutality. Bluff.”
She looks beautiful just like the pink paint, on her nails modelling her less damaged, every freckle on her skin, dark under her eyes, are the evidences…… Read more “Stubborn Mouth”
What’s wrong isn’t invariably wrong, it’s utterly righteous to be moderately wrong at times – Sinless dark ; a thought .
While my head is consumed by wanderlust, thoughts are devoured with rage . Isn’t this a factual savage ? – Night terror