The End Of All Planets |
Swollen eyelids & fractured ankles, you would think the bricks & girls feet would have looked better when teetering on the edge of fire & ashes. The fruit of expectations were pebbles bene...
Posted by ANARCHKI" on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 05:21:00 PST |
Being A London Boy |
Being a London boy.There's always neon in your eyesAnd leather on your feet.A notebook by your sideA cigarette between your teeth.She says it suits me wellThat I'm made for this city,You keep your bus...
Posted by ANARCHKI" on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 05:19:00 PST |
Not To Disturb The Even Temperature |
The atmosphere will lose everything but its ability to bleach bone.
I thought that it might resurrect some consideration for why the sky opens wide.
It consumes every bit of restraint, repression, r...
Posted by ANARCHKI" on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 05:17:00 PST |
A Seasoned Warrior |
The sun sits calmly in a sea ofnothingness above our atmosphere.Staring knowingly down uponus like a seasoned warriorwatching children play with plastic swords.We burn in our own way,much like the sun...
Posted by ANARCHKI" on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 05:16:00 PST |
Untitled |
It was starlight.Below a steady interlude,within an hour,i was in your mouth.You, biting tongue.You, pulling lip.It was like the old times never possible,apologies regrettable.There you wereon my lap....
Posted by ANARCHKI" on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 05:07:00 PST |
I Am Freedom |
A single beat pulsates through millions of bodies & bloodstreams; crimson flowing through veins for the sake of music alone. & how can you tell me i'm not alive when all i need to breathe is a...
Posted by ANARCHKI" on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 05:05:00 PST |
Immortal |
I felt waves of unparalleled enchantment circumvent my persona. I was besieged by volatile gushes of resplendent light. Stale pools of air in my lungs got profoundly reinvigorated, re...
Posted by ANARCHKI" on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 04:07:00 PST |
Half The World |
Half the world lives, Half the world makes, Half the world givesWhile the other half takes.Half the world hates, Half the world runs away, Half the world's late, Half the world praises the day.Half th...
Posted by ANARCHKI" on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 04:05:00 PST |
A Summer That Does Not Call |
First frost fears,Approach winter,Leaves uncharted, Single flight gliders,Return to earth,Staggered stages,Decay,Desolation,Destroys symmetry,Sympathy, Survives in storm,No flowers for a summer that d...
Posted by ANARCHKI" on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 04:01:00 PST |
Funeral For A Clown |
Parties are great,
clown's staying up late.
All drinking beers,
they forget their fears.
They know their in trouble,
when they start to see double.
They drink a few more,
and slump to the...
Posted by ANARCHKI" on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 04:00:00 PST |
