Poems from aishwar61

Amateur photographer. Joker. I play the guitar on the run.
I am a complicated,  Tense ball of stress.  I walk around and see  People around me, chained to their Misgivings and hope.    But I want...
Since last Thursday night, my three year old man has Disappeared into the clutch of Time.   My three year old man can do so Much more than...
I got sent here to learn about The world and how it messes people up And how people keep going no matter What, how they never give up but...
No, that wasn’t a euphemism for Anything, you have a dirty mind. I keep reminding you to buy milk but All you do is write in my books, My...
The trees are dying and the Streets are quickly filling up with Dead bodies. The stench of money is in the Air and the water drips red...

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