ULTIMATE HERES YOUR SIGN |
here is a true heres your sign delayed reaction i thot you could use on your show or something or even just for a laugh me and my wife own a truck with the double doors on the back for hauling stuff o...
Posted by on Fri, 01 May 2009 20:33:00 GMT |
new poem about my life |
this new life:this new life is diferent from the oldthis new life im better im toldthis new life im not alonein this new life i am part of a home this new life has changed my whole directionthis new l...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Apr 2009 18:16:00 GMT |
And yet another poem by me |
Through icey feilds of sleet and snow
The bitteing wind of the north doth blow
My heart was frozen into soild coal
Until i meet you so warm and nice
Your look your smile did thaw my soul
The way you ...
Posted by on Wed, 17 May 2006 11:37:00 GMT |
another original by me |
Sons and Daughters of the Sacred Tree
Celebrating nature and the joy of all things
Basking in the light of the warm sun...
And loungeing around till the day is done
A carefree life is what we have
To...
Posted by on Tue, 16 May 2006 11:56:00 GMT |
another poem... |
Darkend souls retreat from the light
Hideing in the shadows till the falling of the night
A presance of greatness steps forth
He commands the the legions of the dark North
Servents of old serven...
Posted by on Tue, 16 May 2006 11:08:00 GMT |
poem by me |
Here i stand on the brinck of madnessAlone accompanied only by sadnessI statre into the darkness of the voidRealizing that its my own incompetance i become annoyedTettering on my feet dizzy from medit...
Posted by on Mon, 15 May 2006 17:54:00 GMT |
A dream i had as a child |
back when i was about 7 years old i had terrible nightmares;night terrors they call them now.I drempt that o would awaken in my bed and there would be demons everywhere comming from everything under m...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Apr 2006 16:00:00 GMT |
another fav poem of mine |
nor crow nor coin can halt times flight or stay the armies of the night king and villan lad and lass all answer to the hourglass!
Posted by on Sun, 30 Apr 2006 15:54:00 GMT |
an old favorite poem |
A miser thot to keep his gold as sheild against the comming cold. but what cared death for mortal gains? he smiled upon the misers pains.
Posted by on Sun, 30 Apr 2006 15:52:00 GMT |
ANOTHER POEM |
I sleep but un-soundly screams of my past haunt my dreams.Their faces ethched in the stone face of my memory they are locked in the frozen grip of pain and terror.I awake to find my self screaming and...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Apr 2006 21:37:00 GMT |
