The storm wavers not anymore The streamed spring flows not anymore The intense feelings all depreciated Why not come and make my soul free again? I have loved But losing...
My NEUROSIS So I entered the conference hall ready to recite my poem So my pulses began again in this fridge of emotion So I broke out and stood out...
When did you go? When are you coming again? They have swindled us from our accretion, And battered us with their Ponzi schemes. Perjury is now a child's play, Backsheesh...
Take a bow or dab.. The scrutiny of life seems bad Intertwined in webs of no choices Cornered with men of no faces. Life coruscates darkly With smeared feaces on...