Elite Researcher’s Cry: 3 of 7

Days and nights, my brains and mind Drenched in thoughts, and blazed with ideas Quality studies, I initiated, distinguishing I A new Elite Researcher, from the rest The rest, I found, in Frozen Hell, despite of all Burnt Heavens surrounding them It was I, the newly transformed Elite Researcher, In charge of it all A new place, I rested my brains, calling home My mind, was scattered, but at peace I could hear clearly, everything Sounds of vibrations, of a hummingbird’s flight Were calm, relaxing, and enlightening I thought I saw and heard it all, it was a delusion Through … Continue reading Elite Researcher’s Cry: 3 of 7

Dry Humped Life: 2 of 4

Boys will be girls, girls will be girls Sexual anorexia is a myth Creative sex minds of many exist Hidden behind plastic smiles One day all will be revealed Let your life be dry humped Boys will be girls, girls will be girls Childhood memories are cherished Redefined by many in adulthood Whips and timeouts are a necessity Exploring adventures of affection Let your life be dry humped Boys will be girls, girls will be girls Children raised in lies They are told to be honest in every aspect Tragedies of reality strike their lives Their parents hide resulting shame … Continue reading Dry Humped Life: 2 of 4

Cadaver Architect: 4 of 11

Cheers of misery, Sprung within, souls and hearts Of all those who lived Those who never knew, or heard of The Architect Had to reconsider their destiny Joys of loneliness, surrounded their deeds They had to know, The Cadaver Architect Her uniqueness, presence and image Impacted soils of planets, around planets Everything born on the planets, Or resided the planets, had no option But everything, had a chance, to know The Architect, or be destroyed An aspirer of those, Currently residing on mars Another home, The Architect predicted To hold life, for a chosen and selected few Details vanished, on … Continue reading Cadaver Architect: 4 of 11