Oh, Alexadria |
Oh, Alexandriahow you will fall.No stone leftstanding upon your wall.Your city,your people will burn.No mercy will find them.No place can they turn.The traditions and honorswill be no more.Every scrib...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Mar 2009 07:30:00 GMT |
breezes |
Summer breezes blowstrong for setting sail,to travel from a foundationof familiarity to distantplaces unchartedin my finite knowledge
Posted by on Fri, 27 Mar 2009 17:12:00 GMT |
Untitled |
Freedom is at my fingertipsI am breaking awayfrom chain link fence and barbed wire.My parole is drawing nearI will be accountable to no oneexcept myself.The time for my escape will comethose left behi...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Mar 2009 13:28:00 GMT |
Untitled |
Cliche's haunt my quest for originality. To find a word that has not been spokenor a thought concieved under this sun.All I can do is mix and match the bonesof long lost poets and philosophies.The si...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Mar 2009 13:19:00 GMT |
2 1/5 |
You and meand a bottle of liquor.Hurry nowand drink all the quicker.Cloudy thoughtsand clear intentions.Empty glassesand another one beckons.
Posted by on Mon, 23 Mar 2009 22:01:00 GMT |
monday filth |
Digital green filthcovers my skin.Adherence to ordersbinds my feet.Tedious workgrinds my nerves.Weighted responsibilityloaded on my back,and its only Monday.
Posted by on Tue, 10 Feb 2009 20:14:00 GMT |
obsession |
This obsessionmakes me feel sickto know that Iwould fall in love so quick.I'm disillusionedin my mindthe thickening foghas made me blind.So I fumble,trip and gropefor another flingI think is hope.
Posted by on Tue, 10 Feb 2009 20:10:00 GMT |
untitled |
Daddy? Yes my son?Why did you bring me here? You needed to come.I'm scared. Why are you scared?Everyone is loud and mean. Do you think they will hurt you?I don't know... Don't worry, I won't let th...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Feb 2009 07:52:00 GMT |
Honor, Courage, Commitment |
Do you hear my voice?I will speak loud.My voice in defianceto your honored, to your proud.Do you see this blood?Yes, I have bled.I bleed the same as you,this flowing crimson red.Do you feel this beat?...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Feb 2009 07:48:00 GMT |
Chaos |
Chaosin my headtwisting, turning,spinning, whirling,black and whitewrong and rightleft behind,leaving the paststruggling to hold ontry to let gograsping to what I wantignorant of my heart's desireneed...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Dec 2008 06:00:00 GMT |
