Poetry or intro to movie not sure. |
The cool crisp wind flows across my warm wet cheek. Sending electrifying chills though out my body, raising alarming bumps across my skin. It will soon be winter I ask myself. The wo...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Aug 2006 09:37:00 GMT |
not sure were this is going. |
The praying mantis slowly but precisely stretches his claws ( a slow pause accurse) then within a instant, he snaps the tight threaded micro fiber strands of tiny yet deadly spikes across what he thou...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Jul 2006 01:17:00 GMT |
Inspiration |
Inspirations
It is no longer what you say or be, but of what you feel. You have all different aspects on life that tends to become a rhythm. Objects in life become your main focus. What you thin...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Jan 2005 09:19:00 GMT |
My Poetry |
THE REALM
Trickled by decision
Ive acquired a new vision
A view in which life cant escape.
For I am more then now
And I cant figure how
To escape from this destiny
You call fate.
Burden...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Dec 2004 10:03:00 GMT |
My poetry #2 |
CREATION OF THOUGHT
Ideas are a flowing not sure were they are going
But yet I am trickling in this thought.
I think I may of helped another
Another man some what a brother
One who can help me...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Dec 2004 09:59:00 GMT |
