"no cents"
“no cents” sure he is on fire, he is a freakin’ lightning rod a reason for existence in a town without a god the person in charge left for lunch a while ago in case you missed the point, the pilot has vertigo maybe a conclusion will be reach
Gift
Speaks for itself,that's the hope anyway.
The Desert
I wrote this when things got real bad! Looking for a way out into something new.
Sun Coming Out
What it's like to finally see the light at the end of the tunnel...
BED, BOOK AND HANDLE
NANCY REAGAN'S ADVICE WAS AS LAME AS WHEN HER HUSBAND BECAME A LAME DUCK
Spirits are Flying
Spirits are flying touching and tainting Our mystical sky that celestial painting Touch not, taste not They obey no rules They create a world fit for fools Spirits are flying invading the land On the loose they are To ruin man Wh
Instinct Revisited
It's what's inside that makes us.
Pale Horses
Pale riders...
Tribal Conflict
6 billion strong are we and as restless as the sea We cannot turn left, nor to the right..but that we're engaged in petty fight Oh, anthropologist unearth those bones Can thou find the orgin of these soulful moans? Are we the relics of a bad
PROFUSION
These are lyrics I wrote to one of my original songs I performed with my previous rock band. The words personify one of my diverse styles of prose, because it incorporates an overly abundant/excessive (profuse) amount of poetic elements bombarded into each line. (See also "Enchanting View" for similar Profuse style; See my Profile for Illustations of both compostions, under "Photos". Thanks for reading : )
A New Life (for Emily)
A poem I wrote for my friend Helen when she was pregnant with her daughter Emily.
dreamland
you hang with me through life, on a travel with no end so are you with me so take my hand the day befor never come back agin so we dear friend are you with me to the end so take my hand think to wake up to take you in my arms and love that o
My Muse
I crossed the bridge of sanity I stood there, feeling invincible At the crossroads, eternity one side The other leading to liberty Sympathy I had not asked for Nor was I terrified at all For I carried the sword of lost illusions With it I co
A conversation with my beloved
Oer' the clouds so high through the crimson sky Terns dance and fly playing happily towards the tide. The ocean ebbs and flows to to the subtle motion of the moon glow. My beloved appeared unto me out of the wind swept sea I see her walki
A secret
It's a lovely look at life
Vampire
Obviously it's a poem from the perspective of a vampire.
CHANGE TO BLACK
The following is yet another one of my lyrics that I wrote years ago. “Change to black” (verse 1) I can’t see where we’re headin’, don’t want to know where we’ve been. I see the skies, changing in your eyes. The heaven’s begin to thund
CHIMERA
And here is yet another one of my lyrics from the past. I hope you all enjoy, or at least some of you do. CHIMERA (verse 1) I’m scared to go to sleep, so, I fight to stay awake. But, I know the sandman will eventually win, and my eyes
The Artiest
maybe i should go back to the drawing board hahaha
Back And forth Again
Back and forth here we go again with or against the wind spinning Through the cycle of live some will laugh some will cry some will live some will die some that sit and wonder why back and forth again wasted time greedy lies spinning work ethics of a
Hook To The Screen And Hiding
Crazy it seams to me no feeling behind it i mean typing your life a way is your duty to day am i at liberty to say the thoughts and secrets words of power ticking a way the slowing of time a sentence here a sentence there does any one care the smart
What Do You Think You Know
what do you think you know maybe it's the essentails of the worlds views he said it so it must be so well how do you fix NOT FINISHED GOD HELP ME I SCREW THIS ONE UP HAHAHA
dream
dream
copied world
copied world
pokerface
pokerface
iam who iam
iam who iam
muah
muah
One trust
One trust your special One trust for the yum's pride One trust for the times we miss One trust gotta stay alive.. .I will survive One trust for the city streets One trust for the hip hop beats One trust oh I do believe One trust is all we
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On Being Yourself poem
Hope this poem helps you all to realise how special you are, that you cannot be loved by everyone yet this does not matter truly as you can still be brilliant/true to you, you can love you for who you are and learn to be the best YouSmile
zombie
zombie
Jobless
I am tired, Do you mind! Had a rough day, Got nothing else to say. You are fired, Pack up and sign, This is your last pay, Goodbye and out this way. They are hired Cheap bargain find, They're here to stay, Stealing our jobs nowadays
The forever love
How often has the winters wind whispered a dream upon your rosy cheeks and frosty breath.. In the wee hours of twlights velvet sky have I not warmed your heart with the promise of celestial glory? Perhaps you saw my form in the changing clouds
Plutonic Temple
Should anyone read it, bear in mind that it is art, an expression of it through writing. It was however inspired by my initial awakening & how unsettling & awkward it was in the inability to convey something I did not yet understand. They say the more you learn, the crazier you will sound & the more intelligent a person actually is, the lonelier the life they live. I do not accept that answer. Life is experienced in the way you yourself choose to experience it just as people treat us only how we allow ourselves to be treated. Knowledge is power, truly. Once the buzz is felt from the power, from that point on.......it is now addiction.
Skin wear
In England, they talk about having your heart on your sleeve... in France we talk about having your heart on the edge of your skin.. à fleur de peau... which is kind of difficult to translate... on the edge doesn't give credit to it.. but the idea is there.. just underneath the surface.. I say I wear my heart on my skin.. kinda combination of both languages I guess... Anyway... I like the text.. I made a nice blues out of it!
Bertha
While showering.
Lays or lies
Sex/relationships respond not to rules -emotion rules.
DOWN LIFE'S ROAD
In our lives we will make billions of decisions, thousands every day. Each has the potential to forever change our lives. So be wise as Solomon, don't let things get you down, and enjoy the journey Down Life's Road.
Gentle stranger
There is a man, in a box
I'm a Troll
I'm a troll, she's a troll He's a troll, CS patrol Let's just pay the toll are we on a poetic roll? Laugh a lot play a lot The ladies searching for Sir Lancelot Dance a lot and kiss a lot Just don't drink a lot!! Care a little disrega
Thanks for sharing
Thanks for sharing but nobody is really caring Thanks for your heart bearing but, your thoughts are thinly wearing You think you are a poet yet your message doesn't really show it You may have your unique style but always rememb
LOVE ME TO DEATH
If one hides the truth for too long it will eventually burst thru like floodwaters thru a breached levee. Don't try to hold back. Say what you need to say, and say it to whom you feel you need to say it to, or you could find yourself........