His Evil Desires

I did it again Every time my soul bangs its head I sing and soar My flesh hurts But my thoughts avoid death I keep smiling and And hurt his ego Ignoring the nasty nights of his devilish aims.

Peace or Pieces?

Gather your pieces and Walk towards the peace That you have been pining for.   It is always easy to say that your life is in pieces, always very convenient to blame it on your destiny, or on someone else. But the reality is that when in distress we simply don’t wish to see theContinue reading “Peace or Pieces?”