Moshed Poems - Poems about Moshed

...The silt accents with no regards, it works steady to cover the earth. The only exception way up above, there it scatters where the prisms give birth. Yet down here it only blankets and buries below......Read the rest...

...It’s bleak and wet, the wind tangos the rain, And I sit here cosy and warm, All rugged up alone, only my memories to ponder, During this wonderful thunderstorm. My mind wonders to a day, I fon......Read the rest...

...We sat in a room. A bedroom, a messy one. One with a mixture of clothes, garbage and drugs scattered everywhere. There was random writing on the walls, like grafitti, and the paint was chipping......Read the rest...