Artists never forget their first launch pad. Artists never forget their first launch pad.

The poet shows that poetry is a drug for them. The poet shows that poetry is a drug for them.

Words are dancing From the dusty ink poet Words are dancing From the dusty ink poet

Nice... Nice...

The flowers started swaying gaily. The poet borrowed colors from the flowers The flowers started swaying gaily. The poet borrowed colors from the flowers

Laying on the bed with no sleep at night, I'm Lost in my senses with demons trying to break me do... Laying on the bed with no sleep at night, I'm Lost in my senses with demons t...