Cigarettes are consuming my life away,But it doesn’t matter; vodka adds another day.I don’t have to worry about today—Everyone needs a good game to play. So, I chose my life to be slayed.There’s a lot to say, but not today.When the day nears, I will convey.I thought everything would be alright if I started to…
Even the strongest blend of whiskey felt dizzy when it touched her red-tinted lips.
How often do you want to kiss her? Like the waves that often come to kiss the shore.
When they chose roses, I chose poetry.
She and I are like groomed eyebrows; we look better when we are apart.
This life is meant to be with you,Eyes will not tire until I seek you.You are the pain where I find solace;I wish for innumerable rebirths to resonate this love eternally. I have always wondered,Is it my intense love for youThat urges my poems to seek your presence within them?Is it the smile on your…
If someone calls her a snake, that’s fine with me—she is both my venom and my antidote.
I am lucky to have a worthy lady like you.I am losing myself in you.We are meant to be one, not two. Wrap me in your slender arms,Kill me with your seductive charm.I need your love, even if it’s going to cause me harm.Breathe on my heart to keep it warm. We are going to…
“The finest, most tempting fruit I can taste but never swallow—your lips.”
“I lost myself in her,And she found herself in me.”