I've never seen raw gold, They say it's ugly – like my words. Unpolished, brutal truth That cuts deep and clean. My writing is a blade Forged in mid...Read more

We study faces before speaking, Each word weighed like gold dust— While empty chatter fills rooms Like static on dead channels. Truth cowers in corn...Read more

Auctioneer's gavel splits the silence. “One million.” Silk suits rustle. Diamond rings catch light. “Two.” “Four.” “Eighty million.” Pearls clutch. ...Read more

In nature's workshop, perfection lurks In twisted branches, in broken wings In snowflakes scarred by winter's breath In diamonds born from earth's m...Read more

Green chases brown Across endless plains Each step measured, purposeful Life springs beneath his feet As grasses bow in welcome His path blooms wild...Read more

Iron-clad promises bind these wings Each oath a bar in this rusting cage Once I soared through storm-dark skies Now I count shadows as days slide by...Read more

Your heart pounds molten lava, Each nerve ending screams alive. One thought consumes, Like hooks beneath your skin, Tearing reason to shreds. Lust w...Read more

With ancient hands and gleaming eyes, Time selects his clay with care. His workshop spans eternity— Where futures form and pasts repair. First comes...Read more

Keep punching. When your knuckles split and bones crack, punch harder. Success isn't about breaking the wall—it's about breaking yourself and reform...Read more

"It's a boy—David” “It's a girl—Jane” Who crowned you arbiter of identity? In sterile rooms, with surgical precision You stamp labels on fresh souls...Read more