THE HOODLUM PRIEST!
MONEY CAN'T BUY EVERYTHING. THE MOST GENUINE THINGS IN LIFE NO AMOUNT OF MILLIONS OF DOLLARS CAN BUY. THE HOODLUM PRIEST, I FEEL BAD FOR HIM BECAUSE HE LOVES STOMPING ON THE HEADS OF THE POOR. THE REPUBLICANS WOULD LOVE THIS MAN.
tranquility nightmare 2
And as I wake from the nightmare the storms rage again. I turn to take a breath to find it wasn't a nightmare but a dream.the fires burn inside as deep as the shallow water can be. Stranded in my head but alive as far as I go but not yet dead this li
tranquility nightmare 3
And as I see that the reality is finally the end of me. Beyond all the refuge. Is the life and death of this tranquil nightmare of this dream. It burns to the bone as I crawl down on my knees. I see the ocean now isn't shallow but is even getting mor
who are you
To look in the mirror You never change Same hair style You never change Your life in turmoil You just struggle on That british stiff upper lip You just carry on You cannot control what will be The hardship the good times You nev
Message in a Bottle
For those who are lost at sea or on foreign shores. May love guide you home
Life Is A Masquerade
Have to write something dark once in a while
One eye Demon
The one eye demon is alive, Tonight we drink tomorrow we die, Let me share with you the secret, The man on the moon is a lie! The wolves were counting sheeps, On the queen Elizabeth ship, It was not to fall asleep, But to take a penalty kick
Street People
Wednesday afternoon from Biloxi, Mississippi...
In The Shadows
It follows, from shadow to shadow So close I can almost smell it It’s putrefying rank presence Fear has a terrifying hold on me Will I survive this terrible night?
Remember me?
Something I wrote from anothers encounter and perspective...
Foreign Soil
I was listening to a song the other day and this came out of it http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Urtiyp-G6jY&feature=kp
is this coffin killing me
To sit on a coftin and prop myself up Lay a try for my table And watch my tele some more while a way my last hours Till its time to depart Now am stuck in my coffin I cannot move Due to all that food I've consumed To much lazyine
ghost ship
On the misty waters The lady of the seas Her slim lines Do not faulter her Eligant bow to stern She lies motionless on the open sea Silently stiil no movevment no breeze Erie silence The magnitude of the ship her engines still Her
The Oracle!
The other side of the coin!
War Dreams
Abstract feelings about the sanity or reality of those whose only dreams are for war.
''HATE & LOVE''
No comment...
''CURIOSITY WITHIN''
It came to me by thought a certain type of emotion.
Lost in the Clouds
We all have our poison
Little Star
Twinkle twinkle little star How I wonder where you are? I made a wish the other night Refund please without a fight Give me your diamond in the sky Payment for selling me a rotten lime Twinkle twinkle little star How I wonder where you ar
Insomnia
Thinking too much, too hot and noisy to sleep
"Greet you with a smile"
Wrote this a while ago!!.
Indigo
In a dark mood...
opened my eyes
a wind blowing underneath rafters enchanting like gale, thousands of souls begins moaning whistling eerily within the noise the mind cannot sleep, a storm gathering brewing within pain soulfully cries inside voices responds screechi
DREAMS
Dedicated to my SON
sea weed monster
In the inner most Deepest depths, you tortured me until there was no beauty left A vile monster with lying tongues In my ocean deep You became slimy You attacked me without a heart Hurting me In the depths Creeping like
Finger on the trigger
Two countries at war A mine field of bombs Who will be the first to trigger the bomb Nuclear goes globel Radiation spread The atomic radiation Desolation Caused The war between mad men That caused the nucler war Armagedon is the na
SPECIAL ...ME?
Phantom as I might beyond my wildest dreams, Or ponder behind the mystery of my escape , From countless villainous hands of death, Which brings me back to question myself. Am I special or just extremely lucky? Numerous encounters with the enem
Sail.
For some reason my life is like the weather. Both predictable and not at times. But I know I'm not the only one in the world whose life plays out like texas hold em so its for anyone who feels the same or just appreciates poetry.
Abyss
Take a moment to breathe, trying not to scream. But you're dying and I can't save you. Doing everything I can, trying not to let go of your hand. But I can't seem to save you. As your life leaves from your eyes, I see and can only hope I tried...
Bar song
New stuff...
Warriors journal
Maybe a past life...
Stolen Childhood !
My 2nd recent poem on a sad subject.... In recognition for someone who can't face Valentines....or men.
Just another day
Just another day..
darkness
In the dark The shadows roam The wicked the cruel The boggy men Dark shadows They dash in gloom Lurking in darkness breath Ice cold chill They wait sharp teeth Fangs deep They prowl They creep The vulonable the weak The lo
Falling Angels
Last night saw lights in the sky Were Angels falling from Heaven Rain fell steadily onto the ground The tears of those left grieving Lightning split the sky in twain God’s voice roared like thunder While down below the humans cowed Consequen
The Rise Of The Fall
Screams shatter the silence of night And pierce the souls of the innocent Angels weep and hot tears they fall Each drop that lands like acid burns Four horsemen ride across the land Unimaginable is the woe they bring Deep in caverns where
Waking dreams
Woke up with these strange images and a deep sad feeling...wrote it down before it dissapeared in the daily grind...
Depression
I saw these words quoted by a certain celebrity and felt a similar feeling towards how they felt and decided to pen this small poem of how one may feel in depression. If you know someone who`s depressed please resolve never to ask them why? Depression isn't` a straightforward response to a bad situation, depression just is, like the weather. Try to understand the blackness, lethargy, hopelessness and loneliness they`re going through. Be there for them when they come through the other side. It`s hard to be a friend to someone who`s depressed, but it is one of the kindest, noblest and best things you will ever do. - Stephen Fry Depression is a flaw in chemistry, not character.
Insignificant - inspired by "Bottom Line"
I came across "looknshare's poem titled Bottom-line" and somehow inspired me to put these lines together... an acknowledgement... I realize sometimes it pays to listen or at least acknowledge love one's efforts to reach out before it's too late...
Deception
What darkness can lurk behind a gentle smile
Broken People With Smiling Faces
Broken people with smiling faces Cracked sidewalks, crumbling buildings Desolate winds howling through barren wastelands Searing hot, this blood red sun baking All that is beneath it’s rays And I, my fingers tearing the flesh from my face How
musings
Just stuff floating around in my head