Wise men had risen, wise men did fall; I have a wise man as neighbor, who still stands tall.
Author: monkeypreneur
Inconvenient consciousness
They aren't blind yet; the limit still in sight, Dusk it is, their shadows be taller than us.
Those fallen kings or queens
We were fallen kings or queens; With black souls on white sheets playing our life’s chess game.
Riders of the eternal sunshine
I stand, amidst an eternal chaos, The golden dusts once conspired.
Copper beads of salt
In a copper afternoon, wish I could go back five summers thrice, Breathing life in those frenzies of half pants and size fours.
