alan khan : Writing

i'm this b***h's b***h.

i'm this b***h's b***h.

A Poem by alan khan


i conduct the world like my orchestraplay with people as my toysthough one eludes my graspher ears deaf to my noise.b***h's hair is long and like silk..
art of silence. (2)

art of silence. (2)

A Poem by alan khan


second in a series of poem. this one's about chicks.
art of silence.

art of silence.

A Poem by alan khan


the first in a series of poems.
goddamn. YES. welcome back.

goddamn. YES. welcome back.

A Story by alan khan


i am a former devil m**********r clothing myself with the skin and threads of angels. though tonight i found my costume torn away from me violently an..
naive and sentimental

naive and sentimental

A Poem by alan khan


that age old cliche. mucho gracias Friedrich Schiller.
a return to evil.

a return to evil.

A Poem by alan khan


with an unyiedling grasp from responsibility and loveand goddamn lack of wealth..i lost my way in the realm of shadowslost my way in the realm from w..
so waiiittt...

so waiiittt...

A Poem by alan khan


its the eve of tragedyand the night is buzzingwith a flame in the air.your lips are coolmoist and invitingand your mouth is nice too.every moment till..
genesis.

genesis.

A Poem by alan khan


when the love of an angel and demon bursts.i am result..the darkness and light meshing to form together somethingabove even the empty cosmos.genesis.l..
sunshiney desi girl.

sunshiney desi girl.

A Poem by alan khan


ohh my this s**t is crazyi lose my head when i see that ladysunshine blindingshe looks awayholding time and breathfor what she's about to say.this wom..