It flows Remains of the civilized Beneath the dazzling views Would you like a peek? In the manhole of greed It reeks The ashes of burnt aspirations Under your new boots Would you like to
A ridiculously large moon Hanging over the trees In the wild open sky but without the stars Why, oh why did the stars leave? Did they fell on earth with the rains? Did they
Lady Luck, oh how beautifully vicious you are. When you choose to smile, The whole world shimmers with joy. But, when you throw a tantrum, The skies turn grey and lash out With thunder and
In a world of curiosity, Without any “curiousness”, There wouldn’t be any, Questioning her blemishes. For it is only with wit and mastery, That all shines bright and shimmery, Be it what the Vulpex
Why in the night sky are lights hung? Why the world is moving around the Sun? Floating in the vacuum, with no purpose no tone. Why in the night sky are the lights hung? Says
