End Quote |
End QuoteI am completed by redemption,Depleted with the exemption of my soul. But I found me in the stars.Among Native American ancestors debating the weather,Forever rain dancing on clouds of despair... Posted by on Tue, 02 Jun 2009 00:59:00 GMT |
Irrelevant |
IrrelevantI lay awake dreaming of nightmares in pairs of three.With darkness invisible, freedom is free.Even though Im alone, Ignoring the deafening tone of silence. I am taken hostage by my thoughts... Posted by on Sun, 03 May 2009 23:05:00 GMT |
An Obvious Suicide |
Your words are my shells, released to steal life. No louder is the sound of the gun over my heart breaking. Thanks, I have my death. Posted by on Sun, 08 Feb 2009 14:22:00 GMT |
Spoils of War |
Emotions unpredicted, drafted or enlisted.I battle you again. The commander a chief from within. My nation crumbles.The ground rumbles beneath my feet.My retreat, I run to you without thinking.... Posted by on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 02:51:00 GMT |
Quiet. |
Quiet.
You've pondered my silence in defiance of society, asking what captures my tongue. After seeing my demise in disguise of you, cloaked were the hearts of lovers. Envy gifted to the hearts of ot... Posted by on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 21:14:00 GMT |
Intro |
I thought I was done writing but the flow is unending sending me into depths like oceans, and giving illusions like the potions of life. My fellings explode on paper, like imploding skyscrapers collap... Posted by on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 00:18:00 GMT |
Remember the Future |
There's no mystery to the history we've been here before, so quote the past nevermore. There is no raven in my haven , or my cell echoing the bell of time. Giving the sign to mother earth, to keep tur... Posted by on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 00:16:00 GMT |
Castaway |
My eyes chased your brown tone from flesh to bone taking out a loan for lifeI was open from chest to mind,You were my signto keep goingmy inspiration not knowing, Not knowing I was glowing from your p... Posted by on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 00:15:00 GMT |
My thoughts |
I started writing and this came out, while the world pouts around me. I leave my spirit on canvas but im no painter, with paint, unreligious but a saint. I see blind images, bringing life in second he... Posted by on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 00:13:00 GMT |
Broadway |
Broadway
Is it legal to stand as an equal and uplift my people.
I am naked and alone, skin and bone doing grown mans work.
My view is valued but not respected its calculated but rejected, neglected ... Posted by on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 04:32:00 GMT |