Just like other boys, this poor guy is looking for a joy..
His longing for a mommy's love, an affection he did not have.
All his siblings are men, all of them went to there women..
The father he have known, has to leave him all alone..
Six friends he have cherished, some of them have vanished..
He needed an escape to his reality, with a self pride and vanity..
His fingers touch guitar's string, it gives his life much meaning..
His hands play the piano, he learned it all in solo..
He can even strike the drums, even when his body numbs..
Music awakened his youth, it became his boundless truth..
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NAMES
PuisiNAMES is a collection of my emotions turned into words. Wondering why this entitled NAMES? Try to scan some pages. Hope you'll find yours here. 😊 💜 NikkagogoAR
