Just a few feet away, where the pr… I watch in obscurity, from the ver… It’s not that they’re better, or a… But have faith in their faith, to… And try as I might, to adhere to…
Within my mind, I cannot stay; For not the truth, remains at bay. No cry of pain, nor fallen tear; Not even faith, will come near. This silent rage, comes of age;
I was welcomed by it’s din, though… The tremors that coursed through m… To try and gauge it’s power, to an… Imagining the force, of a wave as… The surf bellowed with a crash, bu…
Welcome to, the forever mile; Here are your keys, and your corpo… What we do here, is learn how to l… Yet on some days, all you’ll do is… The terms you agree, are relative…
Stoic are the eyes, as a city slow… Ignorant to the futility, even as… Though pangs of hunger, echo to th… No longer the prey, for now a hear… And with each new sun, risen by th…
It is to the night, that we keep s… And yet the place, that holds our… With a furtive glance, we avoid th… Though we’d have better luck, stay… You did not want, what I had to g…
This is not over, not by a mile; It is perpetuated by love, born of… An unsure step, met with an outstr… A friendship ensued, this is how i… I rescued you from the night, and…
Silent like the night, you went to… Never did you question, or ask wha… It wasn’t for the glory, or even a… But yet you were willing to serve,… How can we repay a debt, when you’…
Unto the morning, the night’s futu… Far be it to end, but only time th… Ask nothing in return, yet offer y… Combined of heart and soul, the on… It is the tears of joy, all in whi…
The petals of a Rose, may only la… But the memory of it’s scent, can… And that, is what makes you beauti… Forever.
I, am a soldier of battle. I live, therefore, I train. Those that have come before me, mentors. My weapons; truth, compassion and faith. I was wounded. But now I am back with a vengean...
It is through this window, that I… Yet it is my soul, that longs to b… A sudden burst of rain, and a soft… As my only friends, do I speak of… These words I send, but pictures…
Sometimes poetry can be something other than words; (e.g. poetry in motion) Well, recently I had the privilege of encountering poetry personified. I attempted to obtain one of those fre...
I’ve come for the battle, of right… My weapon of choice, to possess so… I can speak volumes, without makin… Though so spiritually lost, though… The armor within, so battered and…
