Poetry Blogs (things)
The noble minded gentleman, In the past, the blind hallucinations are emotions, falling silent. Twenty-nine new emerging hair ages, Blindness is as much as the nafusha kheesh. The king has made the people living this life, I am full of life. Fever's nausea and nerve fatigue, Open glass colored glasses are in great distress. The bone marrow is calling today, You stop you stop Diana More. The adole...
Saturday 21st March 2020 1:40 pm
The shadows of smudges showing through
Poised over the earth to correct the simplest of mistakes
Balanced perfectly above a tiny peak
Frantically Orbiting all of existence
Waiting to smear words without resistance
Blank, it waits to pull restraints
Exhaling the tides
Ridding the lies the sea portrays
Constantly drifting away
Longing to erase what I ...
Monday 19th December 2016 8:03 am
This life, these actions, the situations,
the people I meet, cars I drive, places I go.
All of the above make a life, my life.
What do you make of it?
The same as I do or something different?
Do you sum it up simply or in a complicated way?
My own views are hidden, known only to me.
Should I share them with you?
Is that wise? Not just yet.
There's more to follow...
Saturday 26th April 2014 2:35 pm
One million hearts speak as one; I listen to the solitary one who cries out in eloquent despair. That single wounded heart will claim me by her right and ensnare me and save me from me and I’ll never break it. She’ll bring me happiness after years of sorrow. Her name is?
Rockets are for the benefit of the human race taking us to the stars or for the worst, blowin...
Saturday 17th September 2011 7:27 pm