Books author - "Rohith"
βThe only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!β -jack kerouac
My recent collection of poetry.
This is an attempt to make ones heart tangible to captivity.
I do not know any of the poetry rules but still i write to rebel against my extreme reaches!
βThe only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!β -jack kerouac
My recent collection of poetry.
This is an attempt to make ones heart tangible to captivity.
I do not know any of the poetry rules but still i write to rebel against my extreme reaches!