I AM CREATION |
I Am Creation
I give you my eyes ,
see the beauty you are.
Every reflected particle contrast the other.
I give you my ears ,
hear your name from my lips.
A sweet taste of sound.
I g...
Posted by The Narrator on Tue, 29 May 2007 03:11:00 PST |
Unbound |
UNBOUND
Descend in an envelope of orange,
falling purple skies,
umbrella approach at horizon,
Simutaneous serenity
but searing spots in my eyes,
permanently distorting vision,
warming to...
Posted by The Narrator on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 06:59:00 PST |
SPOILER Alert - UNBOUND |
Don't read unless you want the meaning revealed.
UNBOUND
Descend in an envelope of orange, Love, as a sunset
falling purple skies,
umbrella approach at horizon, umbrella / love concept ...Love blanket...
Posted by The Narrator on Sat, 06 Jan 2007 09:28:00 PST |
Sleeping ,Lurking, Waiting |
Sleeping , Lurking, Waiting
Sleeping in the shade behind your eyes.
Its ok for you to hide behind them,
I have seen them afire,
Where there were no shadows to escape.
Open them unveiled,
So I c...
Posted by The Narrator on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 11:20:00 PST |
Day One |
Day One
When I met you
All nature greened in envy of your eyes,
sprouting forth in competiton,
reaching for the clouds.
When I met you
The wind now whispers your name.
Thunder rumbles with
flashes ...
Posted by The Narrator on Sat, 28 Oct 2006 06:02:00 PST |
obsession |
If you don't understand , give me a buzz. :)
"The most fruitless endeavor a man can make is to understand evil...evil exist precisely in the absence of God"
" Intensity of passion is deter...
Posted by The Narrator on Fri, 27 Oct 2006 01:27:00 PST |
Dark Room |
I was sitting in a dark roomSo quiet I could hear the friction, Every molecule grinds as I breathe.Still , cold and alone.Someone lit a flame, it was an odd shade.Red with spots of yellow and orange. ...
Posted by The Narrator on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 01:03:00 PST |
Pain |
Pain
Pain is nourishment for the jealosy of the dead.
With every breath I take,
Till the last I make,
It feeds my very Soul.
Phillip L Mensi...
Posted by The Narrator on Fri, 14 Jul 2006 07:03:00 PST |
Splash |
Splash
I sit looking at the sheets of time.
Although the banks lay tattered from the waves,
It now sits motionless,
only a mirror of self reflection.
I knew the moment you put your bo...
Posted by The Narrator on Fri, 14 Jul 2006 06:59:00 PST |
I Wonder if |
I wonder if....
The fire that ignites passion can drift from soul to soul.
Does it leave only ash and waste, a heart of soot and toll.
I wonder if....
A spark floating across a kiss is burning embers...
Posted by The Narrator on Thu, 13 Jul 2006 05:56:00 PST |
