This is a poem I wrote about someone feeling guilty for having been a burden on their lover and debating on whether or not to end their life so they will no longer add to their struggle.

Darkness comes and brings with it a new life…

Wall paintings across the city walls can talk a lot about the local stories, teach morals and values to passersby, also showcasing the beautiful locations, flora and fauna around the place.

This is the roach world, and this poem talks about how we infest what is beautiful…

There are some places you want to stay in forever.

Then give them the secrets of gold to have leadership to succeed in all aspects of trade, business and life itself. Follow these seven requirements and get the win.

Looking often been disappointed by the same faith to which I wonder. How many times have you been excited about the faith that does not really there? God is the same and will always be the same, problems also are, but old people are different in how they believe.

A LOVE POEM.

Have-nots thrash have-nots.