Portrait of bitterness |
Tonight I painted my sadness
By the shore under the moonlight
The portrait of my bitterness, for I shall name it
Guided by only the slightest ray of light
A woman you shall see, and death was to fol...
Posted by TONY MONTANA on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 08:41:00 PST |
Let her cry |
And the little girl cries, all by herself
wishing all that happened was just a bad dream
what once was a happy feeling, now tarnish by regrets and bitterness
but what can one do, if one is only follow...
Posted by TONY MONTANA on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 09:18:00 PST |
Vermillion Part 2 |
She seemed dressed in all of me, stretched across my shame. All the torment and the pain Leaked through and covered me I'd do anything to have her to myself Just to have her for myself Now I don't kno...
Posted by TONY MONTANA on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 09:10:00 PST |
Vermillion Part 2 |
She seemed dressed in all of me, stretched across my shame. All the torment and the pain Leaked through and covered me I'd do anything to have her to myself Just to have her for myself Now I don't kno...
Posted by TONY MONTANA on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 09:11:00 PST |
Vermillion |
She seems dressed in all the rings Of past fatalaties So fragile yet so devious She continues to see it Climatic hands that press Her temples and my chest Enter the night that she came home Forever O...
Posted by TONY MONTANA on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 08:59:00 PST |
Vermillion |
She seems dressed in all the rings Of past fatalaties So fragile yet so devious She continues to see it Climatic hands that press Her temples and my chest Enter the night that she came home Forever O...
Posted by TONY MONTANA on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 09:04:00 PST |
BEAUTIFOOL WAYS |
How life could change so easily
is how life could end instantly
How looking back in time
is how we failed to plan the future
and we dreamt of sweetnest and bitterness
is how everything relates ...
Posted by TONY MONTANA on Tue, 22 May 2007 06:07:00 PST |
Holagram Jesus |
My Holagram jesus, my supernatural salvation
Skinned me out from my sins,
and bless this child that grew from your seeds of wisdom,
Believe in me like in believe in you,
This bleeding heart is all i g...
Posted by TONY MONTANA on Tue, 22 May 2007 03:05:00 PST |
HUman Beings |
If the skies were made out of chocolate coated cream,
Could it feed the poor and demolished their hunger?
Could the rain taste like water and quench them out of their thrist?
Could the power of love u...
Posted by TONY MONTANA on Mon, 21 May 2007 08:11:00 PST |
The Sweetest Thing |
How lovely is your face against mine
Your perfume body lingers on my mind
As I caress the smile that you give to me
That dimple that you have has got a permanent picture of you inside my head
Simply a...
Posted by TONY MONTANA on Mon, 21 May 2007 07:57:00 PST |
