Guess I was destiny to then writefill up each lonely poetic nightas I bleed again my soulful inkon my way to the literal brinkConsulting more than the starswhile I tally up all my scarsall of those that I have...

At last a random girl... Whose lips are Red as parched Rose petals and eyes are adorned with Kohl ... Beyond them she seems a total mystery....  Her skin is beaming as if snow is spread over mountains and...

I just taking time to learn some hard lessons of life. I am grateful that life exists and I am greatful for the existing differences as well. It is beautiful sometimes to live with illusion, delusion, lie and feel...