Poems from Rogue_18

Big Mister
Slave to the whistle. Dwelling in the black smoke. Walking on the conveyor. Marching to the clanks of the cogs. Sweat on the brow form...
Strokes in Time
True Life is a comedy. But can it be  a drama, a love story, exploration of meaning? Mix of Values and confusion. Tis' true that life is a...