Into The End |
Life begins so innocentCandy and giftsGood health, great friendsThe biggest hasslesThe smallest thingsSomewhere in the middleThings changeLike a country invadedStarvation and diseaseFriends with gunsC...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Aug 2008 14:45:00 GMT |
Beyond Words |
Being moved by someone’s handsI am a puppet to that musicRhythms, and lasers, and peopleAdrenaline that brings me aliveThat gasp of air as the water breaks offFor that short time I know I’...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 06:15:00 GMT |
In Your Mind |
Sitting at the window Tapping your fingers against the dusty sill In your mind a melody Coming from the deepest tones of a piano Your eyes are fixed At the horizon of never ending turbulence Clouds as...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 08:36:00 GMT |
’round |
yeah, I'm breaking through the ceiling of this 6 by 8 room, reaching for the farest starit's the one you call home'cause i heard them preachingthe world is flat butthe universe is roundSome how, Some ...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 10:38:00 GMT |
Discussions Under Bright Lights |
You've been hard to talk toThis brace on your neck makes you inaudibleI've lived through all that's happenedAnd it feels like I'll be operating through this discussionLike a knife that cuts through fl...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 14:48:00 GMT |
Fleeting |
To hear the wave crashLike thunder in the mountainsAnd finding inspirationIn tears brought by the breezeThe sound of rustling of treesThe dark moments of a passing summer
People seeing stars fallingBu...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 13:09:00 GMT |
A Good Morning |
A Good Morning
Maybe when I wake upAs though from a nightmareSomething old will come backMaybe fixed better than with glueI'd like to hear rusty gears turningI would love to settle inIt's just a ...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 06:07:00 GMT |
More Than |
In this snapshot memory of us?Where we hold ourselves in respective other's glance.We take steps to distance ourselves,Because it's never simple, always a disaster.
"Does one need more than love to su...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 15:30:00 GMT |
Spectral Poems; Saddness vs Happyness. |
Thoughts down as text
Words as skin
Coming together to form this body
And the thesis an emotion
Of sadness
Metaphors of rain and ponds
Grey skies sulking over the buildings
Empty streets
Devoid of no...
Posted by on Mon, 07 May 2007 12:52:00 GMT |
Window |
Left stands for windowFor there is no righter viewThe thoughts that see past the glassFall down to eternal gloomEyes aimed at the mid-day sunBurning off escaping thoughtsI stare empty mindedNo longer ...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 21:41:00 GMT |
