Elite Researcher’s Cry: 7 of 7

Indeed, somethings never change My urge, to become better than who I was, A day before, could not be satisfied Bread and butter, of the internet, seemed pathetic I occasionally became agitated Not even, wickedly seductive reality Could tip I over, and plough I through I thought, I was independent, And I could do it…

Elite Researcher’s Cry: 3 of 7

Days and nights, my brains and mind Drenched in thoughts, and blazed with ideas Quality studies, I initiated, distinguishing I A new Elite Researcher, from the rest The rest, I found, in Frozen Hell, despite of all Burnt Heavens surrounding them It was I, the newly transformed Elite Researcher, In charge of it all A…

Rocking Devil: 8 of 8

Thoughts about the amazing and spectacular, Rocking Devil, rock through my brains Nights in and night outs, for the days, I borderline having seizures, and blacking out I admired it in everything: ways, style, minds, Wisdom, and more so, a rocking outline Causing reality to be sprinkled with glitter, The truth remained the same, perverted…