A Poem About the Moon? I can't think of a good title... |
The mother of dusk returns from the light with symptoms of the sun. Ecstatic with temporary pleasure but crying from absence of longetivity within companionship. Though viewed as an object by all that...
Posted by on Sat, 02 May 2009 11:40:00 GMT |
Within the Sanctity of a Restless Resting Mind |
Avoiding the evil that is yet to come by closing my eyes and allowing examples of pain and shame to seemlessly drift away with imaged pleasures I create. In my world of voided reality where simplicity...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 01:59:00 GMT |
Lost Within Thyself Until Found By Thyself |
A ballad involved within the depths of subconscience where nothing is real and all is a contradiction of ones true self. Leaning and shifting into a surreal dwindling of a being's true character on wh...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Mar 2009 08:22:00 GMT |
An idea of higher limitation... I dunno I wrote it and I like it |
Once we finally touch what we could never reach will we be lost in the mists of no return? Forever looking for higher peaks we can climb, searching for significance we will never find. To those of us ...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Mar 2009 10:32:00 GMT |
