Poem for my Guitar |
eager and passive she moves like fire
igniting the rhythm of my inner strength
and i named her at that instant
in a cold sweat the fire died
and then ROSE from a deep agony
until a broken strin...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Sep 2005 09:07:00 GMT |
Poem for a Guilty Soldier |
With eyes awake, Satan spoke
and told me he had won
pain, regret, misleaden life
the hell had just begun
for all the things I never did
and demons never laid to rest
doomed to hell a life
that god him...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Sep 2005 09:05:00 GMT |
