The InkDiary

Daytime... what's that?"said he A bump head does daily peep ...  Not from the mountains but from the ashened heaps... With guns ...

Last evening, The setting sun could not promise another hopeful morn, To those who wished to string along With him... That teacher, that ...

Reservations... Fair or unfair... I say reservations are fair. Reservations are a surity, a guarantee that yes everyone can ... And each pe...

When a spicy memory  A funny dream  Or the thought of a  friend Who scared you with a fake scream  Makes your cheek feel heavily raised ...

Your captures ... my poses Your camera be the wanderer... me the bed of  roses! And both of us together Would turn the world upside down ...

My eyes were so fond of light, That when they saw the darkness... They blinked many times. My heart was so fond of pride, That when it f...

When I walked the roads alone in the moonlight I know you have been there by my side Listening to the muted secrets of the night Hand in ...