Half asleep at the wheel | no other | cars in the deep snow | When the moon breaks through | I need a lover’s hand to | touch me || I can’t understand why | no one | sings to me anymore ||… more →
bliss pointwrote 4 months ago: Friday, 18th January 2012. After two weeks of keeping away from the internet, i came back to surf th … more →
wrote 6 months ago: There was this person who had no purpose in life. He was treading his life aimlessly. He would sleep … more →
wrote 10 months ago: Half asleep at the wheel | no other | cars in the deep snow | When the moon breaks through | I need … more →
wrote 10 months ago: superaverage poem | by hypergram I only think of you about | 98% of the time | maybe | 98.5 | but I … more →
wrote 10 months ago: Stage centre in a lonely world | My hands turn to haze and all the | buildings, too || All the bridg … more →
wrote 11 months ago: With shoes of the wind, I moved from place | to | place || And cherry trees in blossom always made m … more →
wrote 11 months ago: Hello all! - morning market the book seller cuts hair from her dogs eyes - looking over the warm glo … more →
wrote 11 months ago: Bury my heart and my head in | different places | Bury my hands where | I can still | touch you and … more →
wrote 11 months ago: Drifts out of reach | Everything… and it | feels good || I want to lead an aimless life, go where | … more →
wrote 1 year ago: AIMLESS LIFE FOR I KNOW THE THOUGHTS THAT I THINK TOWARD YOU, SAYS THE LORD, THOUGHTS OF PEACE AND N … more →
wrote 1 year ago: From where I sit at work – the corner office in a double story building, shared with two other … more →