Sar

The mandatory love poem

He handed me a sewing kit that day,told me we were gonna play a game.I took the red thread from it's pouch,listened for what the game was about."This is the needle" he said sadly,"and every time you t...
Posted by Sar on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 01:45:00 PST

Unity

I caught a glimpse of real power todaywhere beyond the hold of human kinda bed of poppies lay in rest, untouched and unprocessed.My solace is found in stems, divine.In growth of earth and life of mind...
Posted by Sar on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 01:43:00 PST

Tired Arms Wont Carry You

Amber lights cannot disperse a tone set so sombre. As I wander, gently sedated,your tragedy sings a beautiful song. But even streets feel the same wayand as I pass through yesterday's rain, I wonder w...
Posted by Sar on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 01:44:00 PST

Poem about..

The flier says seven sharp,but I'm there at nine. I'm right on time to join the fun. A nice wholesome circleof nice stable chairswhere weary bodies que to use thepseudo confession booth.A slight sigh ...
Posted by Sar on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 01:42:00 PST

Poem about sacrifice.

Lay down your arms, and I'll surrender.The ghosts at the foot of my bed, they beg for a moment of silence and stillness to gather the thread with which they will mend.The wounded, they all lay heaped ...
Posted by Sar on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 01:41:00 PST