Once I met Picasso -
He told me why he kept us all in cubes
Everything within just an instant
Let me rest on her thereafter -
Such a great man
Today I wanted to fly
**** myself -
Man to Him thereafter
Wish I was not born into this
Guernica is still the real

I will break the ****** chain
Someday soon - or die.

shanikyrs

You know what?
You are a poem
I miss writing

Here, the universe
If you gotta fixture to same need
Lays on different intentions
What it is? you universe
Not to tell that it is a disaster
Universe you only know
Beginning and the end
Having cleverly trapped us
All in between.

I think I wanna cut my own throat
**** hard and sleep tight
Vulgarity and purity together it makes a one man
The man called me
You all are my projections
See how uncanny it is when the God, whoever,whatever the creator steal that claim from me, the man who own the projections
In the broad day light
Am not angry with him if he doing the job right but no
He just playing with lights
Making it his own club house
Having selfish apathetic pleasure
Destroy my creation my projection
Destroying the man
The man

Red blushing cheeks
Oomph of her curly joy
Overthrowing your anguish
There where my freedom

Dolphin girl barely to be seen
Bless the world with your love
And an and, an and
Let me to dive with you
Somewhere deep into that ocean
To that **** bluish ocean

**** they all talk about love without knowing a dime of it
love for me is the love, which made you feel loved
irresistible - steamy  and dreamy
oh Jesus teach em love not the definition of love
this is the month April, the month of Sun, to whoever near the equator -
and this man who writes all these
lavish  with the exuberance of love which may only the lonely writers
may understand
bring me the love - the love that I understands
Sun- that would be my only new year wish
happy new year !!!