I love telling stories
Falls in love with his girl all over again Falls in love with his girl all over again
Sometimes I find myself still, In a state of bundled gratitude, Sometimes I find myself still, In a state of bundled gratitude,
growing her thick hair long growing her thick hair long
I asked a bee, How many trips it makes To earn a mouthful of honey. A tortoise,how t I asked a bee, How many trips it makes To earn a mouthful of honey. A t...
I do everything in pursuit of joy. But the “I” is not joyful each moment. I do everything in pursuit of joy. But the “I” is not joyful each moment.
We do all the work. She drops us wherever she likes. The weary pen spells our sorrow.” We do all the work. She drops us wherever she likes. The weary pen spells our so...
He chants a prayer, Invokes the unseen He chants a prayer, Invokes the unseen
gift my wings To kiss the sun. “ gift my wings To kiss the sun. “
The sky is my own world, Where I do not have to fake, Where I can be ME Always . The sky is my own world, Where I do not have to fake, Where I can be ME ...
The poem shows that the choice is ours of what to do after birth till death The poem shows that the choice is ours of what to do after birth till death