Wayne

Notes from the underground

..TR> Frame thought Though many pretend to be, using words without meaning i can only write, write what i feel, what i breathe and what i have learned through the ages. If i had become a mocker of ...
Posted by Wayne on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 08:26:00 PST

i walk on clouds

Creative mind never stop, never stop thinking , never stop sharing, reach out.Run with the lions, hold fast your path, put caution in the wind and forget the past, reach out.I see a city surronded wit...
Posted by Wayne on Sun, 27 Apr 2008 09:12:00 PST

Mystery 2

..THE.}..TRouble> ..TR> Black ship at sea Stricken by destiny i made my choice, deep down inside my bowels read caution, i had to go forward. Life itself seems restless and bored, however the urge in...
Posted by Wayne on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 10:00:00 PST

I know nothing , i see nothing , i speak nothing.

Great thoughts are spoken in soft words but i lack both. To me i speak as if my tongue was tied. I fight every word though my thoughts remain stagnant. Others speak fluently, gathering there ideas onl...
Posted by Wayne on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 12:27:00 PST

little short story

The scent of a woman plays havoc on your mind, exspecially if shes just coming out the shower. Nothing more than seeing her raven hair wisking in the wind as the fragrance of blossoms scent the air.Cr...
Posted by Wayne on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 09:44:00 PST

Kure Island

Whispers in tha dark,the ghost have awaken.They laugh, they cry and some are being beaten.Was it my fortune that i happen across this haunted dorm.Broken glass and the wind whirling through halls, no ...
Posted by Wayne on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 07:13:00 PST

She wasnt mine

though i held her soft sweater she wasn't mine, she wasn't mine. Hidden soft kiss's , soft hugs an many hidden secrets, she  wasn't mine.My passion ever playing with scandol,keeping me at arms le...
Posted by Wayne on Mon, 14 Apr 2008 10:23:00 PST

hidden scroll

..TR> Philosphy i unleash my words on paper, letting out what i feel, no need to manipulate words to appear fresh and new, i just write and as i write the paper becomes alive, it see's thru the soul...
Posted by Wayne on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 09:02:00 PST

Desert Las Vegas

Rocky roads, leading no were i make my journey, slipping and sliding along the way. The stars are out tonight but i'm lost, lost in simple twilight wondering will i ever return. Marching forth i make ...
Posted by Wayne on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 07:23:00 PST

little Nani

Songs written on the sand,broken waves crashing as i remember the days my asian doll left me.She had the blackest long hair, even the ravens seemed intrigued. Her beauty was like poison though every k...
Posted by Wayne on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 09:06:00 PST