La Vida Bona, by Juan Aranez!!! |
Posted by on Tue, 07 Apr 2009 07:44:00 GMT |
The Dance of Death |
Yon winter doth its snow display,
And beasts of burden feast on hay,
My heart is warm, and I portray,
In all my grace, the madness of this day.
In summer fields, the barleys grow,
And E...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Nov 2008 09:54:00 GMT |
Somethings Wrong, Though You wont Show It. |
And the little man sat at his desk, eyes and body shambled by the leaden wings of tiredness approaching, saying; "I'll quit, fuck money, she will leave me!" But epiphanies rush in quick and strike b...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 22:47:00 GMT |
The Fox and the Hedgehog |
The Fox and Hedgehog
Some come as they are,
Some stay as they please,
And never pass on in their life full of ease,
For as an old saying went on to proclaim;
Alone in this world, you've got no...
Posted by on Wed, 21 May 2008 00:49:00 GMT |
Such is Love.. {Inspired by Maria} |
{Inspired by Maria's Poem}
Love is a chemical reaction, really, scientists attest to it lasting no more than 18 months...this chemical reaction of the brain. Then it withdraws back and leaves y...
Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 23:55:00 GMT |
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Me and my Iulia are doing fine, I was just reminiscing......
Posted by on Thu, 15 May 2008 00:09:00 GMT |
You Fuckin Whore |
You Fuckin' Whore
I see the chasm of our time,
And mankind heading for the fall,
Set up by fate, now it's too late,
For she shall fuck us one and all
You fuckin' whore, I'll bitch n...
Posted by on Thu, 08 May 2008 23:21:00 GMT |
Beneath the Earth. |
Beneath the Earth
Oft in the midst of any day,
I sit aside and judge my worth.
And none but minuses appear,
To weigh me down, then cast me forth
And cast me north upon a stone,
Wher...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Mar 2008 22:00:00 GMT |
Hymnus Atheoi |
Hymnus Atheoi
Shake the clouds, and wake the stars,
Terra’s day hath come!
Shun the nonsense which springs forth
Out of greed and war.
Rise above your earthly vices,
Atheists u...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 00:28:00 GMT |
Old Story |
Old Story
There is a story being told,
It names the lonely truly bold,
Perchance it happens to be so,
Since I am growing old.
I grow a beard and call it wise,
I am a young man in disgu...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 17:06:00 GMT |
