My Only Peace |
I love the way I am. With each day that passes, how most every stride is not easy, But my grasp on u, My Divine, is strong.I know it is not easy, because I listen.To the breeze, to the lesser me, but ...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Jun 2009 20:59:00 GMT |
Heaving |
Is the sunset beautiful,When there are tears rolling down ur face?When they swell to erupt headachesAs ur heaves come from inner desperation and no knowing?My hair is pulled back and my skin bouyant w...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Jun 2009 22:41:00 GMT |
Casual Death, Black to it's Core |
Depression sweeps over my tattered body, Exhausted like a year's worth of labor and no sleep.Really, I can bearly breathe as I go from A to be, anxiety fluttering up, with no release; stuck, just stuc...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Jun 2009 21:54:00 GMT |
Ablaze |
Thug life, Stoner Call Smokin on the side of the corner wall, Rememberin' days when I had to stash away, And laughing at how not much has changed in that way, Is it addictions the same Or unkept secre...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jun 2009 21:55:00 GMT |
Providence |
I thought I found something; but the face is blank and my rays are elongating in flickering reaches.ONe to u, one in this direction, one towards that pull, And I'm sitting like the image of the lotus ...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Jun 2009 14:46:00 GMT |
The Wind |
The gusts and mist revives a stillness in me.One where I remember in me the vastness of peace.Like whaling winds surrounding the spirit of Indian woman; something that dances to winds rather than of t...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jun 2009 14:19:00 GMT |
Greater Day Challenge |
They say the transition is like liquid; liquid yoga. The answers all seem to have come in their own time, as promised, and just sad is the last destination of a place so awsomely loved.They do this u ...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jun 2009 01:35:00 GMT |
Before-Work Inventory |
Flashy. I'd like to turn on for the lights show and just simply say "f#ck you" with a smile carefully clever to it's lack of regrets, rather forseen string of events...But it is a thin line betwe...
Posted by on Sat, 30 May 2009 11:18:00 GMT |
Tomorrow |
The death in me has me wishing I could sit to a night in a pittiful sight; woman to her solitary glass of constant jack, the night decending into a deep extension of abysmal delay, as the alcohol drow...
Posted by on Wed, 20 May 2009 22:37:00 GMT |
Prophecy |
Shadows glimpsed between eyes; Night inside me dies.The catagory between moments lays as understudies to some arriving of something...But we can never put our finger on it, can we?There is a vow insid...
Posted by on Tue, 12 May 2009 04:24:00 GMT |
