For the woman I have loved the most |
Bonita.Storytelling eyes Encrusted in a smiling faceWith kindness that fliesGive reason to these rhymesThat you have been asking forInspired in your lips I wroteA beautiful songThat reaches deep in my...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Nov 2008 09:11:00 GMT |
Ass-raping leprechaun |
While In deep analysis a couple of nights ago I just figured out what all my friends have been asking and what I (until today) have not been able to answer.I am an easy mouthed person and I a...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Aug 2008 03:09:00 GMT |
Alicias Poem |
El frio de su espina susurra por la tierraMientras muchas almas meditabundas cantanAl acecho de marte y su maldadAsi las cruces penetran los corazonesDe los primogenitos que marcanEl comienzo de las ...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Aug 2008 18:34:00 GMT |
El deseo de morir |
A luz de vela soy presa de tu silueta Ballenda toma mi mano Seduceme con tus sedosos miembros Concedeme tu mas oscuro deseo Sobre los cerros y su tapiz de bosque La tarde ah caido con morbo y bes...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 19:05:00 GMT |
About Kentucky |
Kentucky... so what is good about it? few people actually know these facts, and therefore people don't know shit about Kentucky because there is not much to it.Kentucky is well known by its tobacco pl...
Posted by on Mon, 05 May 2008 00:19:00 GMT |
Troopers’ poem |
His teenage mind is tired of dreamingBeyond borderline home might be nearingfor him barb-wire is a metal wind chimeurging him to fly out of timelike the sun at sunrise shineshis eyes like those of a b...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 11:06:00 GMT |
Switch brain, dynamic reality, chaos perception, artificial emotions |
a switch brain is a device that allow surreal people to live and think yust like humans do but in a surreal way...The surreal brain is made up of several components, the first one and most important o...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 15:55:00 GMT |
Poem to my gypsy |
If I die one of these daysAnd you find this paper and read it anywayKnow that I loved you in this crazy wayEve?n though, you were always far awayYour gypsy hair, your gypsy smileHad never bee...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 17:58:00 GMT |
Miami Poem |
If only I could open my veinsand spill my blood at your feetto show you how much love I can givebefore I dieEven then your blue skiesand your blue oceanswill still be ...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 21:07:00 GMT |
Minela’s poem |
Kill me with your glancing eyes Look at me like if they were knivesPlay with my dreams and demiseMake my tears your beloved prize Break my heart in a thousand piecesFool me in a way that pleasesBut ne...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 21:04:00 GMT |
