Rinasekhon

Gliding against the pathway of poetry and wondering what was the special recipe that kept me moving forward was the afterthought of sharing my work and story out... Writing was never something I have ever thought of doing cause always believe I might be one of those people who belong in the cooperative world of business but after sinking my pen into the justice of poetry it made me realize writing is so much important than just hiding or being the lonely girl of hopeless thoughts

Sculpture of Adrenaline

Scheme powered the titanium dioxide of the vicious 


Mold the battlefield of torn and raise 


Newser of the great old English Germans engulfed the beaded source of pride and leaders


Scan of decent belongings jigs the seeds of grace 


Deeds of all shall be done within the empathize of fiction that cave with the ground of swill roses 


Jiggle your vengeful source of vengeance deal


Both the king sisters and son were disposed on the dais with dignity served 


The hearts were uplifted with higher strains of courage and freight 


That expanse was scarce with social table


Sights of own seeing just creep within the skin of an atmosphere


But no one will ever stop the science behind one's human theory that is not just proven through the eyes of Philosophy but also in the distinctive arts of poetry that not just rupture your heart but the soul that is attached within your body 


Science plays with different theology but never has contradicted nature 


Perhaps arts are not hard to clarify but the theory that has to mislead us in a missile of thoughts 


Mansion of ocean crumple in pieces but a fiction of possessive collision just doesn't align with the pitch of pleasure 


When the wrong one will just crumple into the pieces of a small organism 


Sleep as you shall but don't fall in the dark hole where there is no way out 


Silence of old geometry just scarce your expectation on how the world of deathly night function 


I am chipping down the pieces folded  caves 


In the spark of looking for a crystal that was hard to crack open from its geometrical side 


Subjective is not the answer of one critical thinking


Being unpleasant on the blood of beautiful taste is not a calm composure that holds its content of the world together 


Loves of waves clash in dispute of red airy of forensic 


Deliberately you plush against the skin of your senator 


Words just escape in the gap of old voices 


You are beyond the opposite of human desire said the senator 


But the veins of endorphins are just a sequel of pessimistic life 


Ain't it funny how you laugh at the anatomy of configuring a figure 


The only geniuses elicited by the chaos of society are those who do something about it Chaos spawns geniuses


It offers a man something to be a genius about


Yet you yearn for the spiteful taste of human greed 


On fixation of delta disease that holds the mutation of many 


How the lord will lead if the offspring was contraindicated by its guilt to rule 


The saying that was started by Sigmund Freud 


He that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret


If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore


But don't allow the words of kink to disgust his citizens 


As planned of freedom comes beyond just responsibility that has bound frivolity of empty shell


Titanium Dioxide