LIfe, Love and Work... |
SOMEDAYS LIFE SEEMS TO DRIFT ON BYLIKE AN UNKNOWN CLOUD DRIFTING ACROSS THE SKYTIME SEEMS TO BE A MERRY-GO-ROUNDFOR THE WANDERING EYESEYES SUNK BACK DEEP INTO THE THOUGHTS OF LIESTHE MIND ACTS LIKE A ...
Posted by ShadowFace Tear on Sat, 28 Oct 2006 11:19:00 PST |
Wind Swept Tears... |
Wind Swept Tears...
Echoes of Hate
create ripples on emotions,
breaking the wake,
of the silence of happiness...
Wind swept chills and
cold current emotions,
branding the demand of
Wind Sw...
Posted by ShadowFace Tear on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Walking On Air... |
Walking on Air
Posted by ShadowFace Tear on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Ancient Breaths... |
Ancient Breaths
The early morning breeze,
whistles through trees,
screaming out to Mother Earth.
The early morning breeze,
whistles through trees,
screaming out from Ancient Breaths.
The A...
Posted by ShadowFace Tear on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Father... |
Father
Father,
"In many life forms you have come,
In my thoughts you have been for so long,
With every waking day that has begun".
Father,
"Your portrait hangs high in my mind,
With a smil...
Posted by ShadowFace Tear on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
hear me now and here i am... |
Sun Shining down on my face
melting my frown into a puddle of waste...
The thoughts of a hungry day
will soon end in a brutal way...
Need not think this way
but reality only speaks the truth...
...
Posted by ShadowFace Tear on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Good Day To Live In Harmony... |
The early morning chill breaks colors to the sky
Father sky has awakened sending prays to his children
Mother Earth has craddeled her children though the night...
The distant Flute of the Kokopelli...
Posted by ShadowFace Tear on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
let me live, now leave me alone.... |
This room seems to get darker by the hour
the mouse eating the walls
seems to get louder...
The raging sound of every vehicle that drives by
brings another season of your goodbye...
Who makes u...
Posted by ShadowFace Tear on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
For my bro Meg... |
Am i proud to be Native American...
Yes i am!!! But the sad thing about it...(hick-up)
I am a drunk Native American(front to Left sway)
What do I get out of dampening my soul
into this foul sme...
Posted by ShadowFace Tear on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
The same time...day after day... |
Same Time...Day after Day...
I opened the door to find an unwanted friend
I slammed the door to get rid of her again
She appears lonely,
only,
one time a day
The same time,
every hour,
d...
Posted by ShadowFace Tear on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
