hearts of the battle |
a battlefield as old as time
brings to life two new victims.
neither willing to withdrawl
neither willing to lose.
a win or lose is impossible to judge
for the heart is not a weapon of choice.
every s...
Posted by Erik on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 01:55:00 PST |
Ended with no Beggining |
consumed by a darkness ever lasting
her presence soothing to my soul.
the psuedo image of a care-free man
burned to the ground upon hours of communication
her entire being screaming of potential
only ...
Posted by Erik on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 01:48:00 PST |
summers heaven |
summer breeze brushing tan skin.
with closed eyes his eyelashes interlace.
head facing the warm, brilliant sun.
the deep inhale of memories,
and exhale filled with hope.
a little slice of heaven,
foun...
Posted by Erik on Sat, 20 May 2006 10:26:00 PST |
the end is never close enough |
the inward grace is ever ignored
as the masks of others are to brilliantly displayed.
once a mask of similar traits worn
only to be removed and replaced by flesh.
no longer hidden, and no longer in fe...
Posted by Erik on Sun, 09 Apr 2006 04:56:00 PST |
romance is real |
at one time mere childsplay
now a chess game with the devil.
strategicly be, and mind ur place
slay the innocent and call it sacrifice.
look hard, never blink
slow ur thoughts, but anticipate theirs.
...
Posted by Erik on Wed, 15 Feb 2006 02:41:00 PST |
The once damned, now imortal |
as the spark once known
recindeld for all to see.
faulty blessings, an I.V. of hope
rejoining the ever so few
i am not one of societies damned
the shackles of financial burden
fading from existance
dr...
Posted by Erik on Wed, 15 Feb 2006 02:27:00 PST |
Mother |
Giver of not just life
but hopes and dreams.
Announcing your imortality
with a daughter and son.
Always the optomistic
forever a guiding light.
Faultering only behind closed doors
your role was and ...
Posted by Erik on Wed, 28 Dec 2005 02:20:00 PST |
Sister |
connected through emotions living the same experiences perseved beautifully different yet so identically the same. our fewds though petty were battles so epic through blood shed and missing shins we ...
Posted by Erik on Wed, 28 Dec 2005 02:19:00 PST |
Brother |
Though the blood flow varies
the strings of a family still tie us as one.
Each day brings new memories
and each memory tightens our knot.
A decade and more I've been in awe,
especially when being thr...
Posted by Erik on Wed, 28 Dec 2005 02:18:00 PST |
recognition of the heart |
as long as winters cold
and just as frozen
love lost and love faded
takes a toll deep and dark
stray far from society
or emerce so deep
the wounds will never change
the bleeding will only become worse...
Posted by Erik on Sun, 11 Dec 2005 10:18:00 PST |
