The Past, Present, and Future |
It funny how times flies. Funny how things come and go. Some you never see again and some that come back. As the days passed by and I had time to myself I reflected about the things I accomplished thi... Posted by Mr. Throwback®" (R.I.P Yolanda) on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 09:54:00 PST |
Life at the moment |
Just sitting here in my crib wondering about Life. The choices I make always has its reasons. The results sometimes good, and sometimes bad. Whereever it takes me I just know its another chapter to th... Posted by Mr. Throwback®" (R.I.P Yolanda) on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 06:09:00 PST |
Candle |
Candle
My life is like a journey
I'm always taking a path
a path that always leads
Only I don't know where it leads
I took a turn to the unknown and discovered a candle
I examined this candle
... Posted by Mr. Throwback®" (R.I.P Yolanda) on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 03:53:00 PST |
Sweat |
Sweat
So many images with no logic and reasoning
The logic the images possess contains greater meaning
The image is confusing and stimulate neural impulses
The chemical is released and the heart take... Posted by Mr. Throwback®" (R.I.P Yolanda) on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 08:54:00 PST |
Darkness |
Darkness
The day seem like months, But the nights seems like years
My body weary as dawn faces the awaken city
The byway from my brain to my eyes is block
I am denined the experience of the charm of ... Posted by Mr. Throwback®" (R.I.P Yolanda) on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 08:43:00 PST |
The light |
The Light
If I could see the light in the darkness
Then all my dreams would be limitless
I would move through each day without fear
For all evil that was before me would disappear
It is an abundance ... Posted by Mr. Throwback®" (R.I.P Yolanda) on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 12:14:00 PST |
Unspoken Heart |
Unspoken Heart
A heart that is broken
Containing words that are unspoken
A smile that displays joy
But hides why the heart is annoyed
A drop of tear
From the worries of fear
Clouds that ... Posted by Mr. Throwback®" (R.I.P Yolanda) on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 12:00:00 PST |
R.I.P. Momma McClaim |
This poem is dedicated to the lady who was like a second grandmother to me that passed away a few years ago... I love ya Momma McClaim and I miss you dearly. R.I.P.
You will always remain close... Posted by Mr. Throwback®" (R.I.P Yolanda) on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 11:54:00 PST |