Everybody wants me. No, practically it's what within me that they desire. No, That they "need" A necessity for mankind; I never knew this would be my fate running from shadows and people I don't even know. I don't even to look at my self in the mirror of cheap hotel rooms. Times closes down with every tick, and they are gaining on me; precisely regaining. In my power: which I don't have much I must battle through all to find a way to reach my family, tearing through borders, governments and obscurities of people trying to give me up for the lump of money they'd be rewarded which again is a false promise made by selfish bastards. With everything passing by ; this play with death is healing my dark soul. Dark because I'm not willing to give it up; for what I have might change eveything forever. *** Chapters will updated regularly. Until then keep reading.

It haunts us, all of us. Our desires, some pure while some lustful, some greedy while some simple. A lokn into the hearts of one another reveals secrets that turn out to be taunt with longing. Old tales, hang dry to he cherished with a cup of wanting, warmth and imagination. Filled with honest encounters of human self with their deepest and darkest desires..... ~~Will upload poems regularly.Will keep updating with pace ~~ '"Believe in the moon."

teenage is where it all begins. love, lust, desires, trust, honesty, and every little thing considered unimportant for us before. because now, the fangs shall arise. it maybe good or bad, but it all depends on the reader, because the poems, will take you to different places but it is you who is going to find your way out, either the good way or by shaking hands with the devil. read the poems and devour the content but do not let it consume you because the fangs of melody arise without orders.