Whims of the clouds thunder all time, As if the person has made some crime. Total loss of memory happens in one time, When the portrait of the dreams scattered like a slime. Mental diffusion led the physical expression like mime, Confusion spotted it’s presence on prime time. States of the categories focused on the […]Read More Withered state…..
I spent my life as moron geek People look towards me as Pyschotic sneak Taking the thing seriously made me so harsh No people want to seek me with a kindness and spark Lesson of the life always bears me bitter fruit I loose the sense of the sweetness, and became a harsh from […]Read More Rhythm of the “Boredom”
Years of learning , centuries of earning Life is no where with a school of suffering Metaphor of the life becomes Irony sometimes Personification makes horrible the non living every time Similie is having a war with tautology. Hyperbole is having a complete sake of the story Onometapea made the sound so lively even if […]Read More Master of the “Living” school!