March of Anarchy!

Corruption! It starts as a black dot that you see in the corner of your eyes.  A small black dot that you can’t take off no matter how hard your scrub your eyes. It starts as a sense of wrong, as a feeling that troubles your body and mind when you are sitting alone in…

For my niece

How can she laugh like that?? It’s beautifully sad; is it that her pure soul can’t perceive life or, it can’t perceive death. Well, who knows maybe she just chooses to ignore them everything that is born from hate all the sad emotions colors, darker than black! If i could have her freedom even if…

Independance

Dust we are and to dust we go what happens in between who cares, who knows! Lost we are but never alone so many fights, so many wars Why? No one knows! Wicked we are carnivorous herbivores never satisfied hollow inside filled, on the outside! So many moves we’ve made each of them wrong we…