new poem |
The Momentyou live for the momentbut the moment never comes.all you want in life is for her to carehoping and praying that one daymaybe if you're lucky she'll show some trueemotion for what you sayit'...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Feb 2009 20:01:00 GMT |
The Seed. |
The seed is listening.
Planted in a seat of filth, degradation, distortion of truth, exploitation of visions, pungent olfactory irritation, megalomaniacal misfits and outspoken self-righteousness, thi...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Aug 2008 23:01:00 GMT |
Meaning Of Life? |
Life is only a sequential event chained up with another segment briefly held together with time, illustrated cosmic, karmic rhyme.
-- I Know. it's deep.
i Read it in a bathroom stall this even...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 19:27:00 GMT |
X.X |
I’m Sorry, It’s how i feel.
Dancing & KissesHand in hand, ankle deep in the sandEyes ablaze, we danced up a stormOf love and warmth!Our smiles were the houses of lightCircling t...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 22:21:00 GMT |
Everett. |
This poem is deticated to my Brother Everett Aires who passed away on april 16th , 2007 due to a car accident; ~PAIN~ As the dust settles, we see the pain. oh the pain eats us away piece by piece part...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 20:15:00 GMT |
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