kris
|
 |
The ConvictA Story by kris“What else I could do now(rhetoric question)? No reason for regret. I don’t even know where this bus’s gonna take me. I try to cran.. |
 |
PerceptionA Poem by krisThe scythe slashed my heart to pieces, never will the vale of tears ceases.locked in the dungeons of my agony,i tear flesh of the beast of tyranny.Thy.. |
 |
MoonA Poem by krisCome here my moon, hear my croon,shine over and come lower.Night and day i loiter across your dwell;For i curse the god , could never glimpse you well.. |
 |
Love youA Poem by kris'How can i lie that , i love thee ?'where you glorify the paths you walkand being like me form your footprrints.where you caress the life in meand tur.. |
 |
My wish never came trueA Poem by krisI was left in this world alone,no mom and no dad, no heart to love this ladi wish i could find them one day,but...My wish never came true..i ran here .. |
 |
"Bench at Crossroads"A Poem by kris"I sit on the bench at cross roads ..." thousands pass by but I sit with your dreams days and nights i sigh my heart i hear it screams no more t.. |
Profile
Writing
Friends
Share This