#Inspiration #Mystery #Vision
A song, a rhyme... just to spend a… I always wonder what you want from… Perhaps an act to show I care, a word, a touch, a longing stare. Oh, what I’d give to know what it…
Into the dark corners of desire, long left standing upon the un-swept floor of secret yearn… have I strived to press your memor… Which over time of endless days
It’s been used in so many movies, and series, and books to be read - some kind of sickness breaks out i… turning all into the living dead. I once thought the concept was sil…
Awakened by song of long distant v… a beam of light cuts the abyss. Serenades calling, the lost and th… sneaking into lives gone far amiss… The sound of strings breathing, em…
I wish I could teach the world on… then pray that they grasp it and s… Because it would change every outc… dispel all the darkness and set th… ‘Twould make everything we do unde…
Nothing can stop the unquenchable… fed by the flame of the deepest de… Born of a purpose, intent that is… in the one who’s determined to do… One who believes it can always be…
Unto what shall I liken my strugg… Unto a breath without air, gasping… for that which I can clearly see a… but like unto the shining stars of… lies as it would seem high above m…
Sometimes love is easy, so natural… but often it isn’t that clear. Like fog in the morning makes trav… not knowing which way you should s… For what comes the day you must ma…
With childhood eyes reflecting. Clear mountain day remembering. Fresh cut hay reviving. Together we’d play, etching memories never to be forgotten.
Waking I find another chill encru… where I shall walk alone in step o… to the blighted rhythm of what mus… and the looming shadows of what mi… My only solace comes of looking ba…
I charted once a course to gold, a place wherein I might take hold of everything I ever wished. Retire there; enjoy the bliss. But every time I thought that I
The state of the worse. The state… Is this the sad state where I fin… The evil inside me who long dwelt… I’d given him home for he felt lik… But then cast I did he out of nec…
When I was young I was eager and… believing in something came quite… Found new things to conquer and ne… worked hard for perfection most al… Dug through information piled high…
Death transcends the toll of time. Stands beneath a smoke-filled sky. Spirits rise up from the past, row by row from first to last. Like silhouettes of lifeless trees
A silent end, a fading friend, an… A tear-stained eye, a question why… A solemn stare, the mirror’s glare… A slow walk home, still there alon… Where do you go when all is lost?…