New Poem/Story: Mess |
MessMist cakes the mirror as the steam swarms from the tub,Streaks appear as the man searches for a reflection,"Finally, it's to end," he sighs out with relief,He turns, the mess remains in the tub,Th...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Apr 2009 18:25:00 GMT |
Two random poems I wrote awhile back. |
In the light,Nothing is perfect,But in the cover of darkness,There are no flaws,Verborgen in der Dunkelheit, Es gibt keine Mängel.Copyright ©2009 Cody James Wilson The Brain feeds upon what it must...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Apr 2009 16:03:00 GMT |
To Take A Mirror To The Mind |
What living is for now,to take a mirror to the mind,searching for answers,possibilities or soulutions, how to get there,wanting for a future, what?Distorting,dreaming,forgeting, reflecting, how?Sleep ...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Apr 2009 15:48:00 GMT |
»-A Last Attempt of Escaping a Decaying World-« |
»-A Last Attempt of Escaping a Decaying World-« ....She's walking down the cold, dark street. Completely deserted; completely silent except for the constant howling of the wind. Completely alone, she...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Nov 2007 09:27:00 GMT |
