Museless


This isn’t a phenomenon To be without Any wind, Or water, Or fire. It’s been a while Since I have been Museless, With none to write songs about, With none to move through my couplets, Just a blank space Filled

Museless


This isn’t a phenomenon To be without Any wind, Or water, Or fire. It’s been a while Since I have been Museless, With none to write songs about, With none to move through my couplets, Just a blank space Filled

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I Need to Rise


Listen. We are dying out our lives every passing minute. Now we will be entering into a phase of getting older from the phase of getting younger that we were in yesterday. I know this is a stupid philosophy. But

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I Need to Rise


Listen. We are dying out our lives every passing minute. Now we will be entering into a phase of getting older from the phase of getting younger that we were in yesterday. I know this is a stupid philosophy. But

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The Diary for the Sake of It – 1


It’s a Rush, Bird “You know… the airport is the only place you can walk around with no shoes, a glazed look on your face, and sleep on the benches and no one judges you.” ― Coriander Woodruff, The Call

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The Diary for the Sake of It – 1


It’s a Rush, Bird “You know… the airport is the only place you can walk around with no shoes, a glazed look on your face, and sleep on the benches and no one judges you.” ― Coriander Woodruff, The Call

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Finding Momentas


It was a moment of clarity. A moment where you understood the entire scheme of things going on around in the nearby of your thoughts. It tells you all about the big and the tiny details that you were thinking

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Finding Momentas


It was a moment of clarity. A moment where you understood the entire scheme of things going on around in the nearby of your thoughts. It tells you all about the big and the tiny details that you were thinking

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Bubble


I like the times when You pretend to be In the same floating Bubble as me. You raise your chin, And shine your eyes And don a soothing Filtered smile. I scan the bubble’s wall- It’s made of temporary films

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Bubble


I like the times when You pretend to be In the same floating Bubble as me. You raise your chin, And shine your eyes And don a soothing Filtered smile. I scan the bubble’s wall- It’s made of temporary films

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Searchings


On stars, colours and other little things…

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Searchings


On stars, colours and other little things…

Missing


Tonight I miss you Like all other days. Nothing special- Just plain, simple Missing- Like an equation Missing From an old book Of mathematics, Or like a note Missing From that song We often sang together. And I know that,

Missing


Tonight I miss you Like all other days. Nothing special- Just plain, simple Missing- Like an equation Missing From an old book Of mathematics, Or like a note Missing From that song We often sang together. And I know that,