The Wind. |
I really like the wind...
I love the wind.
how it feels against my skin...It is the best feeling in the world.
It makes me feel more than alive.
It makes me have a positive view on everything.
It make... Posted by Skin and Bones on Thu, 03 May 2007 10:07:00 PST |
From the Inside. (poem) |
From the inside perfect,from the outside, a mess.
I never hated anybody,Only disliked a few.
Never saw sadness, as such a negative thing.Never understood, why love was never free.
Never wanted to de... Posted by Skin and Bones on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 08:59:00 PST |
Just a thought... |
fading...
slowly fading, slowly drifting away...
swimming away, flying away...
jumping into the nothingness
fighting for what's right, is sometimes wrong.
I never fight, I am silent...
Trying to und... Posted by Skin and Bones on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 10:40:00 PST |
Sometimes neutral (poem) |
I have regained self-consciousnessPositive self-consciousness and negative self-consciousness.
I feel as if the Universe hasprojected all its negativity onto our little broken hearts.
The brain and th... Posted by Skin and Bones on Tue, 10 Apr 2007 03:59:00 PST |
So Far Away (poem) |
He is going away&Slowly fading into what connects the sky with the road.
Learning to fly, gave me courage,But such little respect for love.
Love, what brought him and I together,what I am longing to ... Posted by Skin and Bones on Tue, 10 Apr 2007 10:59:00 PST |
Great Lack of Comunication (poem 3/3/07) |
Strange akward silenceIs shared by two hopeless lovers.Her wandering mind,Roaming, searchingFor a question to ask. Maybe a lovely thing to say...In his mind are those memoriesHe personally chose ... Posted by Skin and Bones on Sat, 03 Mar 2007 01:52:00 PST |
Blindfolded by Love (poem) |
We are not permanently blind,But we do like to keep the blindfold on.Live in our own little world,Where we love and feel loved.
From today, you will want to live with no regrets,But you will find your... Posted by Skin and Bones on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 09:32:00 PST |
Photographs 1-20-07 |
What Art Sees
This Is Me:
This Is Art
By Me:
By Art:
... Posted by Skin and Bones on Sun, 21 Jan 2007 07:36:00 PST |
Pain and Pleasure |
I still wonder why I am who I am .Why I like to feel pain, and pleasure.Why I always tend to recall on some memory.Why the dead are so cold.And why the living are even colder&
I hold on to both good a... Posted by Skin and Bones on Sat, 16 Dec 2006 12:09:00 PST |
Expand Your Mind (poem) |
A memory too strong to forget. Put away in a box full of sharp objects, full of sadness and regrets. Stored in a cold temperatured brain cell, that travels through an empty space in the brain.Making q... Posted by Skin and Bones on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 11:22:00 PST |