The &0@L answers many of you with a blog...so read, eh? |
Alrighty.
Many of you have been asking.
So I'll awnser.
Lately I have not been the happiest camper. My tent leaks when it rains and can't even block a fraction of the wind. (I also can only com...
Posted by Neil Hannan on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 12:13:00 PST |
The Men in Royal Blue |
We adress our heroes by many different names,
be it;
Soldier,
officer,
fire fighter,
doctor,
or even Captain Planet. (Ahem...Al Gore)
But how come nobody mentions the humble men and women in the ...
Posted by Neil Hannan on Sat, 31 May 2008 04:21:00 PST |
Thoughts of an author |
(Ok, so I sat down and decided to just write whatever came to my head, not necessarily sticking to one subject. Though I did...This is what came about.)A whisper.All because a trace of hope escaped to...
Posted by Neil Hannan on Thu, 22 May 2008 08:07:00 PST |
I’ll Be There Still |
It’s not always fair to us.
Life, that is.
Sometimes we soar,
other times we choke on the muk as we lie on rock bottom.
But know this,
Whatever may happen,
I’ll always be there for you.
&n...
Posted by Neil Hannan on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 11:34:00 PST |
I Have Become Enraged |
My hands shake violently.
My teeth, they grind together.
My face red with my Irish fury.
My heart beats like an inmate in solitary confinement.
My voice, it shakes as I utter the words I typ...
Posted by Neil Hannan on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 11:02:00 PST |
Reverberations of Memories |
Reverberations of memories,
bouncing like atoms.
Giving me no mercy,
they don't give in.
I try to push them aside,
it only seems to make them stronger.
They haunt me.
It is a crime to forget th...
Posted by Neil Hannan on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 07:04:00 PST |
Neil has actually written a genuine, bonafied blog... |
Yeah...This isn't a poem...Do I need to write a poem? I mean, is it the only way I can communicate via myspace blog? No...I don't think so.
Why is Neil writing a blog? Why is Neil talking in th...
Posted by Neil Hannan on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 11:07:00 PST |
Voicemail |
So, I listened to the voicemail you left me.
It didn't sound the same,
it was a stranger's voice.
It's only been a few days,
true, but it feels so much longer.
Seemed as if I haven't heard your voice ...
Posted by Neil Hannan on Tue, 19 Feb 2008 11:55:00 PST |
Rythmic Patterns |
The rythmic ticking of the clock,
alongside with the quiet hum of the computer,
pound against my ears.
Adding to this headache.
I find myself in a totally different world.
Away from what I knew only a...
Posted by Neil Hannan on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 10:15:00 PST |
The Wall |
There was a wall infront of him.
Preventing him from doing anything to help the girl.
All he could do is watch her tears.
He could hear them rap on his ear drum.
Louder and louder with every passing m...
Posted by Neil Hannan on Fri, 11 Jan 2008 09:54:00 PST |
