CONFESSION
I hate myself Yes I do hate myself When I make you sad I feel so bad I try to find some lame excuses To justify myself but.. There’s no […]
I hate myself Yes I do hate myself When I make you sad I feel so bad I try to find some lame excuses To justify myself but.. There’s no […]
There is half of a moon in the sky I’m wondering where is the other half? Maybe he is shy Maybe he saw you naked While you were walking on […]
” I always wonder what would be in His mind ,when He drew you” They have … Dream and desire They have … Icebergs and fire With every blink […]
I And you Pink and blue Like paper and glue All my dreams came true Love birds, blue sky Words run dry You and I YAZ © 2016 thefallingthoughts […]
Euoropean legs Egyptian eyes Greek nose African thighs Soothing voice like a lullabies Brazilian samba Argentinian tango Chilean vines Mexican mango American gangster Italian mob Russian mafia British snob Arabic […]
The Moonlight travels to the earth To kiss your soft cheeks and be felt by you Red roses become wet and more red when they get close and kissed by […]
“We are all running for someone ,do we have time to stop and see who is running after us “ ?
Come and sit by my side and lets D-cide How to prevent ourselves from being D-prived I am your groom and you are my bride Let’s D-sign our future and […]
Why do I love you ? I would say… Your beautiful curly hair Colour of your eyes Your sexy walk Your sweet talk The way you look at me The […]
I want to be by your side Hold you and kiss you When you arise I want you to see me first When you open your eyes I want to […]
1 pillow and 2 heads 2 bodies and 1 bed 4 eyes and 1 blink 2 paths and 1 link 2 hearts and 1 beat 1 step and 4 feet 2 souls […]
Yaz the inspiring poet from Toronto writes about the happiness love brings to ones life. Creatively expressing all the beautiful colours of love.
Yaz writes about love, happiness, and the bond created when two souls meet. Yaz is a inspiring poet from Toronto.
Yaz the inspiring and creative poet from Toronto. Expresses a women’s beauty. The Beauty that is in the eyes of a man in love.