My emotions have already spilled out on a canvas; I need you my king, to rescue me from the madness!

Don't ask me any questions. I've seen how things that seek their way find their void instead.

The most beautiful, amazing and inevitable fact about life- Everything has a natural healing process.

It's not true I walk around naked most of the time. I always keeps red lipstick and stilettos on.

Whatever you get out of poetry - take it. take it. take it. Words are better off felt than understood.

Before she knew it, she was just another set of eyes in a dusty attic, waiting for the stairs to creak.

There is a difference between a poem and a writing incrusted with a feel of Poetry to fall within range

We keep asking where they have gonethose years we remember and wereach for them like hands in the night

Loving you is kissing the night, exposing the scars, words in flames, for every drop and for every life.

Beautiful feelings soar freely, while true care roots deeply. Real love can only bedefined by them both.

And in the vine of the divine, There is a fine line;Between tragedy and comedy,That a man cannot define.

His Highness was always confident in his statements, especially about what he viewed for the first time.

our feet are grape-squashed in memoriesour skins are still flushedfrom the touch of summer’s lips.

i will forever be collidingwith a billion unnamedundiscovered stars, each of uson our own orbital paths.

This is where I belong, burning in these flames. For everything I have done wrong, I know I am to blame.