AwAkEnInG oF tHe FoReSt |
As the child roams the foresta fairy fiddler prances around with laughteras an elf sits next a tree playing a rosewood flutethe sounds of wind and wateradd to their mysterythe child of the forestgazes...
Posted by on Wed, 27 May 2009 00:25:00 GMT |
Devils Suite |
To purify a heartone has to rip apart the souldig deep and find the true meaning of lovethough confused and wearyphysical appeal is the devils suitetrue feelings is all a simple manhas in life when in...
Posted by on Fri, 22 May 2009 23:24:00 GMT |
My LoVe To YoU |
As the fiddler fiddles its tunemy heart embraces laughterthe beating of two symbols of unityi long to hearmy eyes gaze into the heavensas i give my respects to the onethe entity that brought you to me...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Jan 2009 21:03:00 GMT |
dEsPaIr |
As the sun sets in the east
my heart lifts in the west
my thoughts and emotions can finally be put to rest
though life has drastically changed-for better or for worse
passion is at a stand-s...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Nov 2008 07:35:00 GMT |
ThOuGhT aNd ReAsOn |
As God has shown us
there is always a better way
though in the toughest of times
light is where the mind sways
through thought and emotions
life as you see it will prevail
trust in me as if i am ...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Nov 2008 05:16:00 GMT |
LoVeS eNd |
A broken heart is what is left of me
loneliness is tearing me apart
i must find a way to your heart
though thoughts and emotions played their appointed work
my life is in exile-shuttered from the worl...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Nov 2008 05:52:00 GMT |
tHe SiLeNt MaJoRiTy |
The American Dream-
the thirst of the silent majority
though many have died for it
many have strived for it
delays in time has altered history
many seek that, which they cannot find
its been a long ti...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Sep 2008 05:14:00 GMT |
jUdAs Of ThE oLd |
The ghost in the fog
lays her head in the shadows
the wizards of the old
cast a spell before dawn
a glance of mystery
foreshadow the hands of time
though canes and hooks
are unknown to the pure
it is ...
Posted by on Sat, 31 May 2008 00:01:00 GMT |
CoNfLiCt |
Lost in the night
surrounded by hollow trees
let it be known to the masses
my love is unconditional
yet you were blind to see
in a world of hate and neglect
i was the only shining light
everybodys wea...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 02:33:00 GMT |
AlLeGiAnCe |
The minds of true intellectuals
know the boundaries of conciousness
even the Marxist cannot save what is most dear
as the wind blows through time
memories fade into the night
evolution of law and inte...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 06:52:00 GMT |
