Jul 27, 2017
Another night, I try to write again But my words are so lousy and only expose pain Around this demure night and dim moonlight I think of the age i've lived And Remaining i'll have to face I'm suppose to write a computer code But my head rolls to a poetry words Some of my writes, dilineate my wish Where, some of them lives life of Twist Like The Beauty, with the season of Blossom Twinkling Stars, and whispering air seldom I wish my Life to Dwell by awesome In the ambience of dark dusk I here getting So Drowsy Gently,from Dark, i m upto phantasy again.
S]T[AN
