the night cold air |
The light of hope has just fade I felt so betrayed
My hopes or words are just dust
Am I putting my self back in the past?
As the fog came and turn dawn to dusk
Wondering endlessly unknowing ho...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Sep 2006 09:12:00 GMT |
sunken soul |
o'er as thy foresee
something grand and
would fall in tragedy
give me hope, from your holy light
I cant bare to be embellish by an unworthy knight
Ones blade is going to leave a mark fo...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Jul 2006 09:34:00 GMT |
An old poem for a fried |
Caught up in uncertainty
unknowing the future
trap between thoughts that literately brought you to your knees
sands in the hour glass
that flows as the cold night air rises
yet f...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Jul 2006 09:00:00 GMT |
