Marionette |
On her shelf I lay in wait,while her new puppet takes my place,on her stage,he laughs and sings,while I try to fix my broken strings,he dances, plays, and makes her smile,when on this shelf I've been ...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Aug 2009 16:40:00 GMT |
the spark |
whats left to quote but the musical notes left for the melody, and im left in a sense of melancholy, wanting this, with body and mind, in presence and time, with rhythm and rhyme, but im losing it, in...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Feb 2009 18:15:00 GMT |
Can you see? |
Sometimes i wonder,if you can see the real me,what lays inside,more than a baggy jacket,and baggy jeans,can you see,the pain ive overcome,the times i was on my knees,can you see,Ill never fail,cuz i w...
Posted by on Sat, 31 Jan 2009 11:26:00 GMT |
Contemplation(unfinished) |
Have you,ever wondered,why things turn out the way they do,like no matter what you try,you always start to lose,you slip up,and you find yourself bruised,close to the edge,not knowing what to do,and t...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Jan 2009 18:05:00 GMT |
just something im working on |
just hold up a second,theres no need to rush,ill steal a glance of u,if i can better yet a touch,all you gotta do is,give me the time of day,than ill make you fall for me,just wait patiently,and i kno...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Jan 2009 22:53:00 GMT |
my thoughts |
If i coulda seen forward a year ago and saw wat i am now i would say that it would be sooo worth all the pain i would go through in the next year. I been through some tough shit, some rough shit, to t...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Jan 2009 22:16:00 GMT |
pencil pushin and paper chasing final version(please comment) |
my visions faded,i cant believe,how long i waited,everyday, i was pencil pushing,and paper chasing,trying to make you mine,but wats love gotta do,wit makin a dime,you know,its about spending that time...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT |
The Sword Used to Protect |
I can feel you darkest thoughts,I can see you darkest dreams,You asked me once if I,would kill for you,and yes, i would kill,kill all these insecurities,all your thoughts of hate,show you real love,as...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 20:34:00 GMT |
new ideas |
when it seems im at the end of wits,
tempted by this shit,
i break these reflections,
in search of redemption,
through half thought contemplations,
in this so called gangsta nation,
catagorized by bag...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Nov 2008 02:35:00 GMT |
work in progress |
this something new for me, its a series of 3 verse about the suicide of a guy. it has different points of views and is composed in verse form. enjoy and please leave some love. Poet of HIPNO...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Nov 2008 04:02:00 GMT |
