General POem of Disgust ... #1 |
The bus station is my enemy
Holding all my fears
But I cannot go without it
So my soul shall count my tears
And if the mall is my prison
Then market streets my doom
Holding me from ...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Sep 2009 23:23:00 GMT |
Decline to comment |
Miss...demeanor. Attitude will never compensate. But lets concentrate.On words and rhyme and wasting timeLets conversate
Posted by on Wed, 12 Aug 2009 18:50:00 GMT |
When you call my name |
I ate, and now I'm paying for it. A hungry body grumbled in rebellion, but the mind was set. No . No sustenance, because the body deserves nothing when the heart is without. And oh I take it all too s...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Aug 2009 06:57:00 GMT |
I can't get no... |
Lugubrious again. Because love's sorrows are unmanageable. There is no satisfaction outside of love, and as I cannot have the love I desire, so I cannot have satisfaction. I just can't get no...I dare...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Aug 2009 17:13:00 GMT |
I'm just thinking |
And for the most part, everything running through my head is just flavored smoke. Tasty but hazy, and while not exactly lethal, it is potentially hazardous...I am thinking... that even good intentions...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Jul 2009 21:39:00 GMT |
Hold the phone |
But only for moment because then I'll need it again.Just a random moment of complacency. *moment*Yea that feels good. On the sad side of things, I find it Ironic that the good things in life are writt...
Posted by on Tue, 26 May 2009 17:33:00 GMT |
Just Today |
Life is so good. Especially and even when it feels like everything is crumbling down around you. At least that is when you find out who really has your back and who you can run to when nothing else is...
Posted by on Sat, 16 May 2009 10:38:00 GMT |
Simply this |
Thank youAll of you for giving me this dayfor showing kindness and leading the wayfor proving me wrongfor taking my handand making me strongThanks for today
Posted by on Wed, 22 Apr 2009 23:52:00 GMT |
it ends |
Creation low but there is an epic flowof mind still spinning while the light is dimming a fever of contrast fighting against the patha fork in the road
Posted by on Fri, 17 Apr 2009 04:18:00 GMT |
Inner beauty? |
I wonder if people ever actually face things, or they merely find a way to be complacent? I'm not pointing some giant, judgmental finger. There is no need to, my imminent hypocrisy would far over weig...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Apr 2009 03:16:00 GMT |
