Clashes |
There are battles well deserved to be fought, but there are many others much deserved to be won...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 18:52:00 GMT |
My resolve |
"...No more sighs will be uttered, love... nor a faint last muse... my thoughts depart from these rapids to the tranquil lights... you will never know my time had come to drift away..."
Posted by on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 18:50:00 GMT |
Glass orb |
In a place where you look down to see the stars... Creating ripples on its glass wings... Catching its breath before taking another flight... with its eyes locked on the horizon...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 05:25:00 GMT |
Gardens of Pure Emotions |
Flowers with different colors and shades inhabit the gardens of pure emotions. A visit would require one to pick the flower that reflects the pure emotion of their heart. I see people walking out of t...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 08:07:00 GMT |
Red Turtleneck and Blue Jogging Pants |
My hands glide through its openings&These clothes seem to be warm as I held them.It has been two years since I kept them in my closet&Unwashed.But today as I touch them, it's as if you took them off j...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Mar 2007 10:45:00 GMT |
Gibbet |
Only the keeper may identify his essence when life's law and reason have voided its emanation. So few have been struck by the outflow from the extremely contained shell, but oftentimes confusing them ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Jun 2006 10:34:00 GMT |
stasis |
It's still cold...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Mar 2006 13:47:00 GMT |
Secret of Living |
As this universe continue to expand, my significance may appear to shrink. But I look at it in this point of view; I become more unique as to what I was few moments ago. Let the big stars shine their ...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Feb 2006 13:45:00 GMT |
Slumber |
In a place where people walk and move on with their lives, I am only finding myself drifting away from reality to my memories of your touch, your voice, your sweetness and laughter& for such memories ...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Apr 2005 19:06:00 GMT |
... |
&I shall run until I find her on the same road as mine& Otherwise, this road is dark and endless&. The cup will never get empty at all&. and the silent screams youll hear will only be the presage of ...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Mar 2005 14:15:00 GMT |
