Love

I don’t know, we have been told; What are you girl? An angel? A devil? One time you’re planting roses, Another you’re growing thorns; One day I watch you dancing, Another you walk alone. It’s strange when you think though; Thorns feel like heaven, Hell spawns from the rose.

Assumptions on beliefs.

“you know too much and that led to your disbelief.” She said. I don’t know too much but I know enough to not believe in a supernatural, omniscient and omnipotent entity called god. Been a believer for twenty five years of my life without questioning, just nodding. There was a time when I frequented temples…

There she descends From the skies Defying all the angels The hell shall rise You’re the chosen one Oh don’t you dare smile Nothing is deadlier Than a woman With changed intentions Winds change directions Skies bleed emotions All your hopes Are now victims to erosion Don’t you look at the skies, There ain’t no…