Think
Nobody knew when he slept, when he went and came, All we knew, was that ‘Tanker’ Ralph was his name, That he would be at the docks hours before the boat, A decade-long dream, the only sound from his throat.
Nobody knew when he slept, when he went and came, All we knew, was that ‘Tanker’ Ralph was his name, That he would be at the docks hours before the boat, A decade-long dream, the only sound from his throat.
It is surprising how two little words can play with your life, Like frozen butter being teased by a serrated knife, They hang on at the tip of a person’s tongue, And then vanish like the tune of a paean
When all that matters came to a standstill, you decided to finally move, Believing that walking away was the only way to surely prove, So you ran away, not knowing what the journey had in store, But soon stopped, when
Like old time chums who must bet on every game, We know that for us, the game isn’t just a game, We even go to the stadiums, faces painted like raving fans, But at the end, all that remains is
The darkness of the world snuffs the last of the lights out, If only for half a day, the night has considerable clout, But the night is merely a stage for my insecurities to play, A backdrop so tempting, that