I was robbed
My words, my feelings, my confidence
Stood there staring at you weakening my masculinity
All the pores on my skin opened for a cool down of what was to be
Beauty is what they would use to describe you
But for me not a single world that was fit to describe you
It's a moment that will never be staged.
I will only describe it once and that's by saying that it was a moment on the mirror

#review

#samir

JAR OF ROSES

No words running through my mind
I feel lost and confused beyond imagination
It was short of anything I could expect
Walking from door to door like a clueless monk

I don’t want to revenge but have the motive to,
Restless I am and the world seems to be clocking backwards,
Anything I come across could tell of the rage in my bloody eyes.
“Don’t hurt me” the lock whispered as I lay my fingers

I want a solution to this dilemma but am
Short of time and room to be creative.
Broken into a thousand particles that can never relived.
This heart shaped vase is the last thing I ever wanted to loose.

#Review #Samir

I am burning,
Or should I say hotter.
I am shinning,
Or should I say brighter.
I am loud,
Or should I say thurder.
I am repenting,
That's because am a sinner.
I am introducing me,
Am no longer an imposter.
#samir #review

I am burning,
Or should I say hotter.
I am shinning,
Or should I say brighter.
I am loud,
Or should I say thurder.
I am repenting,
That's because am a sinner.
I am introducing me,
Am no longer an imposter.
#samir