PROMISE WRITES OUTLET

Dear poetry pad, I had neglected you like a leprosy, Procrastination et life had built in me an eembassy, That made me to concorded with blank heart to express absolute hypocrisy, Yet I want to fill the vaccum of idiocy. Dear poetry pad,  I left you to know about life; About love and hate! Friends and families! Fire and water! plentiful and famine! Birth and Death!! Yet life is tempestuous wind;I can't catch up with. Dear poetry pad,  life taught me that wild beings loves me, But friends and families hate me, they smile like a father ready to welcome prodigal son, but their thoughts is of Cain. while wild beings snarl at me to show their intentions. Dear poetry pad, I left you to join labour market, It is written that man must till the ground for greens, I had no friends or families to lean on their shoulders is full of blazing iron thorn Ready to tear my flesh apart when I desist from being their puppet. Dear poetry pad, The street is full of mysteries, I found my...

Living in total darkness for ages No butterfly from the sun, The moon laughed devilishly - Like a sheepclothing Hyena Cloud bend with darkness Thunder is set to beat the heavens. Earth gladly welcome death! sorrow! Pain and grievous lamentations !! Sounds like pleasant instrumental to the victims, huh? Life is dancing to tune of destruction, No one is willing to call God for construction, Clergymen twisted God's information, And earth withdraw from glimmery light.