Heroes of Reality |
She wears black mascara and long hair,Not what you think a hero would wear.She works two jobs sixteen hours a day.Got a kid at home and a baby on the way.
The heroes of the real world are before you.T...
Posted by Nekidgoat on Fri, 20 Jun 2008 04:21:00 PST |
At what price? ........poem |
The black in her eyes matched her battered soul.Broken down by a love that defied desperation.Living a nightmare and slowly dying each night.Hoping there was an end to her dark depression.
Her eyes we...
Posted by Nekidgoat on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 07:27:00 PST |
Tattoos of Dead Roses...........poem |
(This one has a lot of Wiccan overtures.)
Tattoos of dead roses plague my mind.
Each rose representing a sin of mine.
Flashes of broken dreams blind my prayers.
Each prayer a highway leading to nowher...
Posted by Nekidgoat on Tue, 17 Jun 2008 03:46:00 PST |
We cant afford to wait................ |
Defiance isn't bred from treason,But from obedience without reason.Aversion to coercion leads to freedom.A freedom to keep the mind alive.
Do not follow with out asking why.Don't give up and whimper a...
Posted by Nekidgoat on Sun, 15 Jun 2008 10:21:00 PST |
WWJD? |
I was walking down the street.A pamphlet was handed to me. On it was WWJD.And that made me think.
WWJDWould he look at me,my piercings and tattoos,black clothing and long hair.And tell me to go t...
Posted by Nekidgoat on Sun, 15 Jun 2008 08:01:00 PST |
A Little Poem |
I came home from work that day.
To find a note beside the phone.
Goodbye was all it had to say.
I knew my wife was gone.
I began my inward journey.
I tried to make it alone.
And along the way I foun...
Posted by Nekidgoat on Sun, 15 Jun 2008 04:54:00 PST |
Old Habits ....poem |
We always come back to it.Love can be so destructive.We always seem to ask for it.Why must we have it to be alive?
Because we don't want to live.A life sitting in a corner all alone.But is it so bad t...
Posted by Nekidgoat on Sat, 14 Jun 2008 03:44:00 PST |
Waiting ...another poem. |
I search through the night,looking for you,But I don't want to facethe ugly truth.I threw away my soul into the void.I wear my mask to hide what was destroyed. I find that with you I shed my skin...
Posted by Nekidgoat on Thu, 12 Jun 2008 03:57:00 PST |
Just a small poem |
When lightning strikes,feel the pulse of the rain.Dance in the bright moonlite.Embrace then banish the pain.
If life comes crashes down. &
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Posted by Nekidgoat on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 02:59:00 PST |
What really matters? .............a poem about what matters to us may seem small |
A man lies out in the open,As strangers pass on by.No one offers a hand to lend.Nor dare to ask anyone why.
A sign lies beside his body."Will work for food" it said.But what you couldn't see.Missing w...
Posted by Nekidgoat on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 09:30:00 PST |
