Tourette’s Syndrome: Coprolalia

An unusual train ride.

If love was a pocket-watch

If love was a pocket-watch I'd never wind the dial Because time is a fickle friend That only last awhile If love was a biplane I'd stand upon the wings And plead with heavens gravity

Time sifts through an hour glass

Time sifts through an hour glass Her chains lock the heart; alas Eternity, weeps in hope All lovers tread the tightrope... The cradle of that long, goodbye! Each month one deader July

Days swiftly passing

Days swiftly passing Like a double helix rainbow Spooned, breaths kissing, Her breasts sculpted, torso. Time! I a bird out hand, Touching her wingtips-nest; A root travellers, tideland

Rumble in the jungle

Give us some poetry? Me, we..? These are the words; Of Muhammad Ali..! Ail—baba-booyah! Ali The emperor of Horus Sang back the chorus Ail—baba-booyah! Ail—baba-booyah!

Beastly bats

By day they sleep as if they are dead But … When the full moon rises they become … NOCTURNAL nibblers, fearsome blood sucking, small but gruesome creatures

Interlocking Haiku of Truth

a little bit of philosophy my way :)

Awake At Dawn

A Flash of Horror.

Scales Of Injustice

That's life. as they say.

Medieval Protectors

Do you believe in what you dont see?

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