Poem 11 |
Where is the rapture that has been sent to me from lonely shores, Where is it?,I want to know,I was promised this rapture,Yet it alludes me,It is gone into shining light,Hopefully bounding, Hopelessly...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Jul 2008 21:09:00 GMT |
poem 10 |
blue grace falling from the sky to land on all people like a common commodityits nothing that matters all the neighbors have it "yeah well i have yellow grace""no way""yeah"and you hear this all acro...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 22:19:00 GMT |
american night (a short story that sorta got censored) |
tell me what you think plz good bad disgust idc i just want to knowAmerican Night American night without lightfilled with frightalways dreaming sleeping in fearlove is lost and night is nearAme...
Posted by on Sun, 18 May 2008 21:14:00 GMT |
poem 9 |
sorry about the punctuation hope you like it tell me what you thinkthe forest cool calm of the newborn sun i am moving hereoh sweet pleasuresembrace meas a long lost brotherto rise beneath the starsal...
Posted by on Sun, 04 May 2008 21:01:00 GMT |
poem 8 |
yesPurple forests calmly endingLights and trees all bendingCome and go Stop to say hello.------------------------The Sun set low in reverse Like a summer skyJust stopped before speakingThe soft skin b...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 18:55:00 GMT |
poem 7 |
why do i bother why do i care i seem to live life as if its not there why do i try why do i not why does it seem like the grounds covered in frost why do i work so hard to do stuff why do try why why ...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Oct 2007 11:57:00 GMT |
Poem 6 |
I want to flyto leave this placeand say goodbyeI want to fly high above soaring like a doveand never come back to live in the clouds high above and rest there evermore.sorry about punctuation
Posted by on Tue, 16 Oct 2007 20:01:00 GMT |
poem 5 |
What if there was a hundred year war filled with blood and sorrow galore what would you do? what would you say? would you just say how can people stand living this way not knowing if theres a tomorrow...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 22:02:00 GMT |
poem 4 |
dying all alone without a home living life inside a dome locked from the outside and i sit and watch as life goes on around me and i wonder what there doing and once in a while they stop and stare at...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 02:26:00 GMT |
poem 3 |
Oh beautiful stars that shine so bright take me up into the night never let me feel fright in life i live without meaning for what is the meaning of life.
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 18:02:00 GMT |
