smoke breakthey smoke and compare lies,smoke break5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dozens of them,
a mile from here it would appear a house was burning to the ground,
no short in electrical wires,
no gas leak,
no child playing with matches,
no candle left burning on an antique table,
just a cancer contest,
with tall tales told,
the way trophies are held,
almost proud enough to carry themselves,
and each other,
in clouds of laughter,
black holes and maps.i will pretendblack holes and maps.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i do not fall asleep
thinking of you
if you pretend
not to know.
i wish i knew
how to tell you
exactly how i feel about
you're a black hole
and you pull me in
and all i can do
is try not to lose myself
please do not confuse
for him with
we are not a
rollercoaster, so please
stop saying this relationship
[haven't you heard that
rollercoasters have ups
as well as
x marks the spot,
this is a map,
and if you follow it
you'll find my heart.
you don't really care
enough to look.]
Hymne a la VieHymne a la Vie11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hymne à la vie
Décor de carton pâte
Un théatre sans vie
Pour un monde qui se hâte
Vers une mort alanguie
Mensonges de l'Espoir
Vacuité de l'Envie
Décorés d'un Oscar
Prix des amours trahis
Aveugles et aveuglés
Vénèrent les Ténèbres
Qui les ont fait tomber
En de longs chants funèbres
Ridicules de pitié
Les lauriers du Héros
Qui en ce jour se meurt
Fanés, tombent dans l'eau
Et se noient dans sa peur
D'y survivre à nouveau...
Thoughts Of YouHow many times have I thought of youThoughts Of You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the many things Id like to do.
I sleep at night with you on my mind,
One night with you, would be just fine.
Your white robe is what I see,
I wonder, wonder, how it would be.
If I could touch your lips with mine,
The thought of this is so divine.
I want to see you without that robe,
Your body to touch, caress, and probe.
Id lay you down, your body to admire,
One look at you, sets my soul on fire.
I want to feel you, touch, and kiss,
send you into . . . . heavenly bliss,
I want you, need you, feel my desire,
Me inside you, I would never tire.
I could make love to you all nigh
Never A DayA thousand times I needed youNever A Day5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A thousand times I cried
If love alone could have saved you
You never would have died
A heart of gold stopped beating that day
Two twinkling eyes closed to rest
God broke my heart that day to prove he only took the best
Never a day goes by that youre not in my thoughts
Never a day goes by that God did know
You were the best.
I Love You Mom!
March 11, 2001
Your EmbraceWith every glance from your eyes you give me fever, I ache for you.Your Embrace5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can hardly bare it when you you look at me so sensually, yet I can not resist...
... Your embrace...
...so gentle and powerful that a single touch from your hands burns deep into my soul.
With every breath I take my knees weaken, I am yours, I submit to you and I submit to...
...arouses my senses with tender kisses upon my back and my breasts, my lips tremble
and my thighs quiver from the way your tongue explores and tastes me...
I Tend To ForgetWhat I missed most is the freedom of walking around in the wilderness without a care in the world. The accompanying feeling that nothing can ever go wrong. The feeling that I live in a dream world which in fact I do, but tend to forget.I Tend To Forget6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
When I am relaxed like that in the wilderness, I remember the past and the future. Then I know that the plants, rocks, and animals are all conscious of my being. Only then am I aware of my immortal Self. One then has to switch off rational awareness and concentrate on the subconscious level of existence and being.
When I am not in the wilderness, I quic
Beautiful StormThe stormclouds loomBeautiful Storm6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Threaten, some would say
But I prefer, even insist
That they only promise
Their shape, a dreary gray
To me is beauty sheer
Here fluffed up so round
There pressed flat on nothing
And from their lower sides
Pours down the rain
Sheets of it, drenching
Drenching the sky above
And drenching, just as well
The rocky ground below
But the misty rain touches not
My form, so far from it
The sun hangs low, so low
Casting rays, but not its heat
Toward the storm moving west
And colors the sky between
A shining rainbow hangs
Between gray cloud and earth
Like a shimmering gem
Trapped within a field of stone
the sun's rivalthe sun's rival6 years ago in Open More Like This
It forces the dark to see the light
Obliges the pessimist to hope
Warms the frozen tundra
Of far eastern slopes.
Forces the hopeful to forget their dreams
Tears them apart at the seams
When its light shines on the village
The village crawls with the unclean.
And when the Moon is shone by Sun
The Moon dreams to be number one
And when it casts the Sun in darkness
Those who hope cast their hope amiss.
The antithesis of their effectiveness
Cast at opposite ends of day
They meet to make things even again
To become each other's prey.
The Silver StagIn a time so long ago that it has long since been forgotten, but for this story, there lived two great magicians, each as powerful as the other. One magician worked only for good, but the other had evil in his heart, and so the two of them never got along. Now it came to pass that one day, the malicious magician challenged his brother to a duel, to see which of them was the greater.The Silver Stag6 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
But knowing full well that he could never beat his brother, he determined to cheat. And so, the day before the duel was to begin, the evil one sent a powerful sandstorm towards his brother. The good man knew in his heart that his foe would not play fairly, so he
River of a Thousand CriesAs blood flows along the scorched river,River of a Thousand Cries6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A man stands lonely amid the strife.
For that man stands a king among the dead,
Having fed that river life.
As he began to walk,
And the stench begins to rise.
Past the scarlet stream,
The river of a thousand cries.
Yet he felt not guilt for his crimes,
No remorse for what had been done.
For he had made many a mother,
Weep for her fallen son.
Though by his hand,
Fathers bury their kin,
He himself has a child,
Who is loved so dear by him.
For what?For what?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How am i supposed to leave you,
Why must the passion be broken,
If my heart tells me to keep you?
All my dreams are stolen..
I need your smile, i need your speech.
What you are and what you do -
All remains a deep delusion
Which makes my soul to run away..
My thoughts. Beyond and out of reach.
I just cannot forget you..
I`m too lost to make a conclusion,
But the heart tells me to stay...
So let it be,i won`t regret,
Because there`s only one desire,
And all i want to get
Is you who makes me feel inspired.
ILLUSIONS OF KNOWLEDGEILLUSIONS OF KNOWLEDGE – WE BELIEVE THAT WE KNOWILLUSIONS OF KNOWLEDGE7 years ago in Open More Like This
Science is about what we 'think' we know.
Religion is about what we 'believe' we know.
Philosophy is about what we do not know,
as well as the questioning of what we think and believe we know.
Art and technology are about how we express what we know
and what we are capable off.
Language and mathematics are about how we communicate
what we think and believe amongst ourselves.
Law is how we control, regulate, and discipline our dark sides.
Government and politics are about how we divide and corrupt ourselves.
Culture is socially learned patterns of behaviour.
In human terms, y
STATES OF BEINGTo be or not to beSTATES OF BEING5 years ago in Open More Like This
To be informed or to be uninformed
To be conscious or to be unconscious
To be aware or to be unaware
To know or not to know
To think or not to think
What shall it be?
Further ObservanceColour coded tree leavesFurther Observance6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The finest of lights
Fall upon their skin.
The light thats left
Casts no more shadows.
Causing no more embraces.
So it stands on its own
Until the setting sun
Until the fall of snow.
Players of RealityThe players of realityPlayers of Reality6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
hid behind their masks
dancing back and forth
weaving out their patterns
despairing in them
as the dance
hardens their hearts
dims their minds
and steals their breath
as we all waltz and weave
our way through
wishing to rip the maks off
but not daring to