4 the greatest love of all |
~ My Lucky Stars ~Looking into the eyes of my lover,I always fall to the wonderland.I feel lightheaded, begin to see stars,sometimes I can barely stand.So I just sit back & gaze into them,watching eac...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Feb 2009 01:09:00 GMT |
White Lion - When the children cry, War in Palestine & Iraq |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z97Ht_8k8P8
Posted by on Sun, 18 Jan 2009 21:59:00 GMT |
Lets Talk About It |
Sooner or later, we all look for love, with help of family & friends.Thru people at work, or play, at times you may ask,"when will it end?"You hook up with perfact strangers & go on some blind...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 02:16:00 GMT |
What Is A Woman |
This here poem is about women, & I hadly know where to begin,Maybe with love, kindness, & beauty, or with hatred, coldness & sin.* Lets go with the beautiful women, in their moves of grand...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 22:56:00 GMT |
CRYSTAL BALL |
Life here is one disappointment after another,but one grows immune to them all.To shut out all the let downs,I look deep into my crystal ball.An incense is burning, the lights are low,Inside the ball ...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 12:19:00 GMT |
THE LAST RIDE |
I see something so easy, turning to strife,I see so much hurt in this life.I see no-one asking, "what is this for ?"I see meaningless acts turn into wars. I see the waste within innocent care,I see ne...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 21:05:00 GMT |
THE DRIFTER |
I've drifted along many a mile, many faces have come & gone.I've never expected much, on my own, I got along.Drifting thru, i've seen alot, of what this world can do.From time t...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 15:46:00 GMT |
HOME STEEL HOME |
My home is one of headache, a place of steel & stone.An iron cell, a home of hell, & here I sit alone.For my crime, I pay with time, where lights glare night & day.Althou...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 14:47:00 GMT |
MIRROR - MIRROR |
Mirrror - mirror, answer me please, I have a favor to ask. I need to go back thru time, for one small simple task. Before I could say anymore, the mirror began sailing thru. Shinning on the ligh...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 11:19:00 GMT |
