Category Archives: Poetry

Mutant

Mutant

There he is There he goes There he stands Grass cutter for a populace of glamour butchers the savannah for the sake of a pulchritudinous world, searches for everything, searches for nothing Dew on his injured clothes Little it does to conceal his burden, filled with lemon yellow sap and snow white pus Overlooked, Observed … Continue reading Mutant

Love

Love

Love, everyone says it everyone wants some many think they’ve got it many wait 4 it to come… Love, what is it really? because not everyone knows how deep loves’ well flows and being the shallow people they are always from the love they seek, they are far… Love, is it something big or small? … Continue reading Love