The lovely kids comforted me and never promised to pour rains on my key's day.
The kindness with calmness hinders sometimes.
The act was plain ,that l saw it coming.
There was no way for me to set out the fire,since l was still cooking.
The seasons spoke for me that all was going to be well.
Then l couldn't  take hid in total silence.
I tried,surely I tried and all was wasted efforts.
Since the breeze of the country was no more,
The bubbles with the spirit gave me boost.
They took me no way but to a mere finish line.
Would this karma say we won the race now?
Just a thing of the past  left behind.
Who would have the zeal to remember those lies now?
Just call them memories then.
We was riding so fast,February fourth jumped us out the emergency exit.
Yet this is another crush landing.
I've grown neither to cry nor say why.
I'd blame not August sixteenth for not signalling a may day.

Who's wondeing how to take the pain away?
Who's stuggling?
Who did waked in the dawn with a fall?
Head in a sad taking,
Who fed ?,
Through the last night's drink?
Then began to think,
"Is there any tomorrow ,or else"
Who designed the fears of the day?

Sitting in the dark;
         I will help them see
               I was a fool;                                 When l blamed you and thee
          You won't be hurt;
         When l say goodbye
         So smooth it turns,spins
    And who dares pay the future,
        To spare ,for thee to die
                          Thee;  
Prickles over the nasty culture,
        And can't be done to the
        Faithful mother nature

Everyday;
Discover new.
Explore your transit thoughts.
l have no other earthly friend,
Nature the father of Marllan is mine.
All merry things comes by paper work,
And fulfil several qualities of heart and mind.

We're all here to have an artificial fun,
As the sun's raises hides the natural from our reach.
Shake it off before it eats your mind.
If it wasn't for reason or better our future would be history.
We might live a life of an unanswered question,
But we'll dig a clue either it simply flays to us or continues distancing far away .
We're redirected by our successes if not failures,life isn't myth after all.

All hail king
The boy was keen once to be a man
As usual ,the other being part unleashes
Gratitude pours down
And wishes unveils the other mere world
Buckets full, in the little ones' strengths
Gave me a smoothly outdoor shower
As good as it sounds,
They cheered and chanted ,for the winds washed off the tremor
And I crossed my fingers that this day be the last when my ***** felt breathless
I laid on the toil enduring my own sweet gift
Then the sun took refuge in the horizon and all the cookies came down to me  ,from Quest
Then l called it a day.
All hail king

Confusion parading through my mind.
Word had been always of elders.
I can easily be gone for entirely.
It's nolonger possible to stay,
Where poverty is the order of myself.
I hope one dawn,
It shall be over,
And come back home.

the ghost in my eyes,


takes the shape of the sight.


too emotional, my heart pleads.


before this time, who could


Make Me alter my thoughts.


Genius, only knows my stories.

The sea is calm tonight,
    The sky is clear,
        And the moon lies fair.
           The world glimes,
Still,in sun's absence.
Come to the window,
Sweet is in the night air!
Where the moon meets the land;
        It will be almost dawn.
       For the world seems
          To lie before us
      Like a land of dreams.

Before you hit the mice,roll the dice
Flip the coin,before paying the prize
Bestow and settle down ,billow flames
Steal the tone once you get on a topple
In depth pond of the sea,
Papers flying,money floating,
Scammers smashing,****** feathers
easing conspiracies
Factually,actually rhythm melodies my other sense
Sediments ordinal ,incredible resembles the partible
Biblical parables they ain't invisible
From the temples whose ignorance is their mentor
This mind is an instrumental,
Typical,you ain't safe with the smart eye phones
Ask James Comey 'Jimmy' who runs the world
National insecurity be the agents of the hackers
Now,findings and your government funding the scammish
In the dark night ,UFOs tramble
When the authorities temple ,
Soon they'll be gone in a wide tide
Down the blazing lake with the beast.
When the saints say Amen!

He made it with the best,
Disappeared to the far west.
He came as if crazy,so it's understood,
Taught finest of fine he could.
Thinking was power for mind to think.
Positively encourages not to drink.
So to speak;either read,
Or mourn,he is dead.

Man captures more of the unpredictable mission
Vision convicted up midst in plightful souls
Call's attempt had been brought down for your repent
Cast out the odd and old, ring in the new
Few had got the work that's been left for us

Refuse in your days of age to become bad memory
Carry on still with the life as that of a Shepherd
Shedd; it was on many occasions we were with him
Shame, leaving out the poor wife, and a little boy an orphan
Brighton kicked the bucket on nineteen, his family was strained
Dead with perceptional talents, Perfect was so perfect

Mate the same happened to you, dying so young
Among us, who's to pass on next, we'll never know it
Late it may come; everyone shall pass the sorrowful sow
All we only have is the life based on sentimental
Judgemental will reveal at last, prevailing the lust
Fast moving is the time that we have, just imagine this

This is the preparational period for the lasting ever
Favor it is, and blissful it is to put much hope in death
Faith without pure actions is wasted effort
Content is there, show mighty in lightful practices
Tears eventually tickle down with folded grief to seize pain

Plain truth; we cry for meeting you up, not that you're gone,
Wrong impressions lifted up by bad decisions
Days were thrown, and all i could, i wrote
Fought vigorously in harshness, life's phases
Pass it on, Peter reach petter, and failed to make it with you

Blue skies were my clues to find hue
Glue it onto your mind, not to err
Everson was ever the son of the Legendary Ronald
Lloyd was with eager to see Arnold succeed
Indeed Sophia the old lady was so sophisticated
Educated were all the people who passed through school and church

Teach about the collection books' looks
Crookes were from my time an usual fate
What later happened to Marvin the bride's groom
From their boom, had they found genius in expectance
Existence was it ever with the presidents and prophets
                                  
Folks in foreign lands, did they ever came back home
Game of making it is it still with my fellow Owen
Men across the river are they making any progress
Seriously bad, the last time I checked Romario was a chain smoker
Tracker on the invisible prints that’s were reality resides
Ravis; did he made it out with all the hope
Pope Francis after Benedict had he managed to change the world

Mildly I’ve hope that you buried me swiftly in the sand

What in the world would you settle yourself down and start imagining about?                                          
      Whatever that is, or would be; you only come down to common ground with the mother nature. Imagination is no dreaming.
And never sleep walking.                                                                                                             To see visible movements in life;                                                                                                                                        talk the talk and walk the talk.  
Natural symbols are no evil.                                                                                                                                             Only when we push to it, to making them gods, that becomes a doom in a way.                                    
Well,                                                                                                                                                                    miraculously we all have symbols and we just don’t dare to go beyond our bonds and see what really lies within us and that we represent within us.
Animal symbolism is a powerful aspect of connecting with nature.                                                                                     A quite number of people may say for them it’s a lion they connect with,                  
  because of their rule-less,                                                                                                                                             overrule and anger perhaps,                                                                                                                                                    or anything they relate to.                                                                                                                                                        We realize a lot in common with us to the nature, the moment we seek symbolism in nature.
Vulnerably,                                                                                                                                                                 butterflies have a powerful transition, which I see a connection with transparency to every thought I mold and inevitable fates.                                                                                                                                              It may be a tiny creature;                                                                                                                                              when we undergo a phase to see how much energy butterflies expends,              
we’d really get a vivid light and lean on how nature operates and clearly understand why it never goes wrong.
Interestingly,                                                                                                                                                                             in so many cultures, the butterfly is associated with the soul.
And it also symbolizes time and growth that links animal symbolism to faith with the butterfly.
Despite the short life of the butterfly                                                                                                                                       it continually reminds us of an endless passionate bond together with the other.        
Even hopelessly in love we find expression and seek trust to have growth.
Throughout the life stage,                                                                                                                                                         in my opinion,                                                                                                                                                                               I think there’s a lot I can relate to and you may also find similar existing ideals that lie in the elegance. That lies in imagination,                                                                                                                                                         that lies in us and the connection we have with nature.