a political poem in progress- by me |
Lucid dreams and lethargic thoughts,
An elusive government for which we've bought, with blood and taxes
And for all we've fought, back to slaves we become.
Right after right, taken away, in the...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 18:07:00 GMT |
Native Moments-A Poem by Walt Whitman |
Native moments-when you come upon me-ah you are here now,
Give me now libidinous joys only,
Give me the drench of my passios, give me life coarse and rank,
To-day, I go consort with Nature's darlings,...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Jun 2008 18:51:00 GMT |
Another quote from Blake |
A quote from William Blake's The Voice of The Devil
Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps it's place & go...
Posted by on Sat, 31 May 2008 13:07:00 GMT |
william blake |
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A Divine Image
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Cruelty has a human heart,And Jealousy a human face;Terror the human form divine,And Secresy the human dress.The human dress is forged ir...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Apr 2008 21:10:00 GMT |
just another thought of mine |
when all is not well and your feeling insane
just try to hold strong and know that the season will change
all is not lost because of trials arisen
and all is not over because your feeling imprisoned
j...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Feb 2008 16:51:00 GMT |
just felt like writing again |
from the moment we are birthed to the moment of death
this is our life, but the few choices we are given you must not take in haste
for we are granted all necessities, but everything has it's pri...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Feb 2008 16:45:00 GMT |
The Conqueror Worm |
Lo! 'tis a gala night
Within the lonesome latter years!
An angel throng, bewinged, bedight
In veils, and drowned in tears,
Sit in a theatre, to see
A pl...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Dec 2007 17:06:00 GMT |
Just a poem I was feeling |
Death will come swift and just
but most will never know when
To be ready is not a casual thing
most never know that it is their end
'Tis the law of nature fine
I'm ready now but wish to remain
for at...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Dec 2007 09:19:00 GMT |
A Poem By William Blake |
A Poison Tree
By William Blake
I was angry with my friend:I told my wrath, my wrath did end.I was angry with my foe:I told it not, my wrath did grow.And I watered it in fearsNight ...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Jul 2007 18:44:00 GMT |
CALLING ALL CARNIVORES |
If you eat meat, if you don't believe in animal abuse, then you must watch this!!!
http://s163.photobucket.com/albums/t320/rockntruckr/?action=
view¤t=meet_your_meat.flv
Posted by on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 13:07:00 GMT |
