A wind whispers, a wolf howls in my garden of despair |
She Beckons , she calls , and like the rain she falls out of my grasp , out of my armsinto the bossom of despair.A short Prelude of my current emotional state. Now for the meat.A wind whispered in my ...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Nov 2008 06:58:00 GMT |
A new addition to my family |
words cannot describe the great excitement I felt when this new beauty of artistic expression was delivered to me. Big , beautiful, and a tone one cannot deny. I of course am speaking of my new Engleh...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Aug 2008 13:23:00 GMT |
To bid you adieu, New beginnings |
The full moon beckons the tides , The winds alter my course to a new beginning, to take what is truly mine. Amidst my fear and irrationalities I come to a realization. I have been imprisoned for very ...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jun 2008 23:44:00 GMT |
a wall of my own design |
To expierence such love and beauty is to drink from the waters of Lethe and forget all else. The manipulation of wind rushing past her soft lips could calm the most angry of storms within my heart. I ...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 11:19:00 GMT |
Disgusted and very content |
Being disgusted yet content, dare I even say happy? This is quite normal for me. While the human race never fails to amuse and or disgust me, at least Iam satisfied with my choice of peoples and self....
Posted by on Sun, 20 May 2007 09:08:00 GMT |
solitude and vanity |
Loves intolerable cruelty haunts us like the moon haunts the night. I have begun to feel things that I thought not possible for a person like me, things I have in past tried to evade. Its funny ...
Posted by on Tue, 08 May 2007 14:40:00 GMT |
The fire of Prometheus |
The quest for personal enlightenment is riddled with tribulation after tribulation. feelings of self defeat cloud how much distance I have traversed. But one knows in when taking on this task of tasks...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Apr 2007 11:15:00 GMT |
