Poetry In Motion: Music Is Dead |
Gangsta, gangsta,Murder, kill, kill;Same person, new shoes to fill;How can this excite me,I cry inside because my music died,Along with the memories of the best of times,Lies the life of what once hel... Posted by M R x G R A Y on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 03:46:00 PST |
Poetry In Motion: Midnight Delight |
My beautiful, golden brown delight,outside a shell and so soft inside;The savoriness of your aroma shines a glimmer of joy before seen.Knowing you await me after a day of hard work,I can only imagine ... Posted by M R x G R A Y on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 04:17:00 PST |
Poetry In Motion: Lost |
Lets get lost in the sight of each others eyes;No specific thoughts, just thoughts of forever of you and I.How could I say no?Lost in the sight of your love. . .Mind in a bind, a twist, a time when I ... Posted by M R x G R A Y on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 05:57:00 PST |
Poetic Justice XX: Nothing Left to Say (Last Poem) |
For when there are no words to express your true feelings and deepest emotions;For when the happiest memories include the one you truly care for;For the moments they take your breath away.For the time... Posted by M R x G R A Y on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 12:44:00 PST |
Poetic Justice XIX: Simple, Poetic, Confusion |
I’ll hold you forever, just never let me fall again.I live off hopes and dreams, I give up, I’ll never fight again.Fight the pressure of succumbing to reality.Life is not for me.Forever I&... Posted by M R x G R A Y on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 07:45:00 PST |
Poetic Justice XVIII: Empty |
Though we all bust from the same clip, Same clip we load and pull back, aimed face first, Today I could die, tomorrow I’d give a shit. The point is, Life means nothing until death approaches. T... Posted by M R x G R A Y on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 08:34:00 PST |
Poetic Justice XVII: The Feeling of Life |
"Now I understand this poem much more than when I wrote it.RIP to my Grandparents."The Feeling of Life. . .How would you know if you never felt death?The eternal dance with the rhythm of a heartbeat.N... Posted by M R x G R A Y on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 02:49:00 PST |
Poetic Justice XVI: Untold Thoughts of the Youth |
In life I often wonder. . .where do I fit in?Where do I go? What will happen?In life, I more than often wonder. . .where. . .just where in life could I possibly fit in?Here - - > ______?Maybe he... Posted by M R x G R A Y on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 01:02:00 PST |
Poetic Justice XV: A Beautiful Divorce |
To you I give my heart;To hold when you're high, to hold when you're low;Enclosed in a box,Locked with no keyhole.Forever and more; always and forever,Yours to hold high when times are low.I'll love y... Posted by M R x G R A Y on Sat, 16 Feb 2008 05:12:00 PST |
Poetic Justice XIV: Heart-Shaped Box |
To Whom it May Concern.When you blush, I breathe;The thought of you happy temporarily fulfills my need to want you and hold you,hug and kiss you,embody your dream and be called upon in your times of n... Posted by M R x G R A Y on Sat, 16 Feb 2008 05:07:00 PST |