Death of a Muse

It starts with a story of stars and moonand a playful feather that guided the words.Cupid returns, shoots him in the eye because he posses it all in sight and lacksa touch.Gifts and messages go throug...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Oct 2008 19:05:00 GMT

lies

lies keeping slanderous filth in a dirty mouthtakes effort and couragekeeping money and gold in a full pockettakes greed and glutton moving in slow motion with old worn out soulson your shoes tha...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Jul 2008 22:10:00 GMT

money

i don't know if i should be subtle...and make a poem about it...or just ramble on about it for a page or so. Art is the only thing i love and adore and the only thing that keeps me sane. specifically ...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jul 2008 21:36:00 GMT

Plastic Rose

a poetic thought i had today. Plastic Rose ever since i was never there i could only imagine her eyes gently sliding left to right and back again across this pallet of mine. The pallet where i leave m...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 20:05:00 GMT

The Luxury of Love

Forever dosen’t exist anymore there used to be a time where romantic love existed. where a kiss was the ending of a fairytale.where there was a possibility of happily ever after.where "I love yo...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 18:29:00 GMT

The Girl In the Middle

You know. I never had the chance to really thank every woman  i've meet. Maybe i've just been too caught up in my life to realize what they done for me. From  the no-named-cute-girl-in-...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Feb 2008 14:54:00 GMT

No

"No." the most feared word in existence. why is it that people fear the word ? Because it's the opposite of what you want. your needs. your goals. your life.  Everything you stand for and belive ...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jan 2008 17:03:00 GMT

"Oh Come All Ye Faithful"

theres something about the holidays that gets me highly depressed....maybe its the meloncholy warm feeling of christmas songs...sumthing about those songs that gets me happy and then immediatly depres...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 21:28:00 GMT

you’ve changed kid....

Friend ship...its fading...things are changing... people change...things don't change..it's people that change....and you know change is good...its what keeps things fun and exciting....but we all are...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 18:04:00 GMT

rollercoasters

..>..> ..> rollercoasters ..it;s funny...how things work..... how i sit in an empty room where  grew up all my life...and how im flat broke...and how i write here...in a corner were...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 20:47:00 GMT