My Existential Crisis 2012 [part one]
MY EXISTENTIAL CRISIS 2012 Golem Olam (or, The Necessary Myth of The Individual) Each one of us alive is collectively composing The Necessary Myth of The Individual: Every version a subversion Of everybody else's; Each one of thes
MY EXISTENTIAL CRISIS 2012 [part two]
MY EXISTENTIAL CRISIS 2012 [part two] Every Assent, A Descent The power of persuasion - the art of sorcery - wields influence only in the realm of Belief. And because to believe is to (en)force reality, alas, endlessly “force
A Yom Kippur Meditation
do not 'have' a body. I AM a body. I do not inhabit my body. I AM my body. I am not an individual. I am : divisible. I am not one. I am many. In fact, My integrity rests upon my multiplicity. My body is a composition. I am a work Of art. I am a
What this thing called love
This was wrote by me after my junior yr in HS and found her then lost her
Serene Is The Heart...
Serene is the heart that yearns not for reward, Divine is the soul dedicated to the service of mankind, Music is sweetest when it comes from the depth of the heart, And tears the gloom of the mind apart, And diffuses the ecstasy that permeates he
SUSPENDED...
I tried and i failed,they tried and success came, i did it but it wasnt worth it and when they did it, a legend was bon, now that its the final countdown Down we panic, how cruel has this world treated us, when we finally found freedom smile struck o
Pink-bluish nightmare
the distance between existence and absence called life
you know.........
Part of the human condition
All I Want...
Some people have such big dreams, but all I want is to love you, to wake up beside you each morning, to feel the warmth of your hand in mine, to share each moment, good and bad, with you, to lose myself in your loving arms. Some people wa
Are you my destiny??
for some one I don't know
Ancient Times
Another swim
I am me
Just my thoughts
Dolly on the tracks
Walking stick, Beat up blue, Hand in hand, Me and you. On the window, On the chair, Raindrops falling, In my hair. Broken whisper, Inside out, Upside down, Then we shout. Under water, In the sea, In the rain, You and me. Bra
the void
watever
Werewolf Apocolypse
created from my written novel war of the garou crown, also written by me
and the death came..
tell me,where's the key ?
the clumsy novice
Iam the clumsy novice..under your critical look..
Just The Right Time
The poem is not in the rhyming text of content. It is just an expression of my moment; what I have been observing.
irrelevant haikus
brain in motion never die..
antipathy for death
with the lonely planet help..
Taste
My feeling
Come Into My Dreams
My poem is about love, the kind of love that I can experience more so in my dreams, than in reality, ect...
Everything and Nothing
This piece is about life,the world,it's people and everyday happenings.I felt lost when i wrote this poem.i like it because i think about some new each time i read it.The meaning of this piece is so deep so much so that it,s like the cover page of an unending story.
The Freeway
This is a poem I wrote while driving from work at night.
Between The Alone
. . .the first of short sketches. More to come
I ONLY DID IT BECAUSE SHE SAID " BELIZE"
YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS MINE
LIFE WITHOUT YOU
What would life be like without you? Would there still be 24hrs in the day? 7 days in the week? Without you I am trapped in an abyss. Scurrying about like an insect. Darkness surrounds me. Lightning flashes but I do not see. Thunder booms but
Crystal Visions through the Prismatic View...
Its about a woman called Crystal. I have entwined her name into night and day. She will never know she inspired me to write again. Who knows I may present it to her one day as a gift. .
My eyes
When I open my eyes to see the sun rise I think of you. When I hear a robin sing on the first day of spring I think of you. When I see a red rose on the bush where it grows I think of you. When I feel the summer heat on
forever is a promise kept . AMEN.
every thing in life comes from god I love my lord I dont fear him I fear how my life would be with out him. Even the ability to use this site for us people to meet each other comes from him Its amazing truly.
Liberation
They were lost in the white hot light The might of the light so bright They couldnt put up the fight Then they saw a small speck of dark They ran & ran Then the dark came over them They were then washed clean The trappings of f
A brief ,chance meeting..........
....No special form or pattern here,just what I feel.Even if it sounds stupid it is the truth.
Rain
Rain
I CAN SEE CLEARLY NOW!!!!
Just feeling like a sucker...
Victoria
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Set you free
Today i will set you free All this time you've being with me Let your soul take to the sky Now its time to free my mind I carried you along just like a prayer All was silent but i knew you were there Like the tide you would come and go
Because I could not stop for Death
Dickinsonian tribute, I guess you could say. But I may have botched the beat D:
Prior to this universe
Prior to this universe, is the universe of love... look at all the uproar scene and great crowd, for the deliberation and disturbance of that love...
here's a weird one
had 2 weeks of catch-up reading to do here at the Corner.. 5+ pages, with many enjoyable and superb writes. Continuing thanks to all who've been posting. Also; sorry to hear that (t'rob?) is leaving for a time(?) -slip'
True Love
I wrote it from experience and From the heart...
The descent
You take me up high high high I hear the flutter its melts me like butter I'm yours Take me I'm Yours Take me up Higher Faster No longer a flutter Beating Wings The feathers start to fall one by one they fall, fall, fall
Shedded Light By-M.S.
This was written after breaking up with the father of my son.