We are saddling Don and Laddie, Mid laughter, and fun and noise And maybe, a sigh in passing For vanished holiday joys. And Mother is cutting lunches,
Somebody tell me. Somebody help me. Free falling to my destiny! Been burning for days. It’s eating away.
I once told a girl, told her what i did, she hugged and welcomed me, made my hope return. For a while, things were okay,
Complex or complicated..... Which do we make of ourselves?...... Which idea best serves humanity?..... Singular or multiple......HATE OR LOVE...... How do you think of yourself and the ...
Hitchhiking is not dead, it is barely alive, as i am walking western streets of… Despondent soul, vagrant face,
There is no transcience of twiligh… The beauty of your soft dusk-dimpl… No flicker of a slender flame in s… In crucibles, fragility crystallin… There is no fragrance of the jessa…
Sometimes, I feel just a little b… From scars that are hidden And traumas unspoken Sometimes, it feels like pieces of… They have all been cremated
Blood stain citizen The evidence of culmination Resentment breeds you in a rust filled nation Stoked, flaming glamour
I shed my tears in the dark ... By my lonesome ... Where you can’t see... What you don’t believe.. What I do to me.. How I’m my own misery... Maybe I deserve to be ... To let my wrong ...
You Know, Maybe My Heart Has It… Like A Gemini, Whose Mood Alway… All The Pain & Destruction. My Own Self-Corruption. Sure, I Know I’m Loved, But Am…
“I need these things,” Day ausolo… stretch my teeth with the mirror p… seething “I need these things,” Day ausolon gnawded.
I’ve no strength To laugh today To cry today To smile today To create memories with you
there is no balm, for the defined word of change. Life has no rules, in this seemingly endless but suttle game. Once adaptations are morphed, new surroundings bloom and aren’t the same,...
I was drowning, Each day seemed like i had no belo… All hope in me and around me i’d g… I couldn’t stick to being seen as… Then came a change,
The cold Melbourne air The car windows freeze over great for cross country
All this time, and nothing to show for how much my heart has grown. For all the times
Thou, heedless Albion, what, alas… Dost thou presume? O inexpert in… Yet vain of freedom, how dost thou… With dreams of hope, these near an… Thy splendid home, thy plan of law…
Peter-Peter fish food eater, how does your water taste? It tastes like tap with a touch of… It’s the best we’ve got like it or… as there’s little left to spare.
Cinco hermanos, mamá y papá, parece una familia grande, pero somos sólo nosotros. Si, hubo navidades donde llenábamos dos largas mesas, pero eso fue hace mucho. Recuerdo los grandes asa...
The order is not the first thing, Idea is that first comes spring, Then summer and then the fall, And winter is last of all. Spring with its rains from above,
Dulled eyes and ringing ears— Nothing else is real. Numbness has overruled feeling And all clarity has hazed Until the lines that make up my li…
It’s not in my place to share my t… Now that your gone my hearts still… Nothing’s changed some how it rema… I think of how easy it would be to… I find myself in a corner wasting…
I love you for who you are, I love you for who your not. Though my grip gets weak, My hands cannot let go. I want to let you go,
Looking toward the future with a frightened eye staring down uncertainty trying to pass the quiet nights without letting my mind go astray
Lo, find we here when the ripe day… A kingdom of enchantment by the sh… Behold the sky with early stars as… A jewelled flagon brimmed with pur… Like a dumb poet’s soul the troubl…
Five years it has been, sitting here in hell. Wishing I could see you, though you could always tell. But here I am standing,
Its eyes pierce my soul. Deep crimson, they are. I try to lift my rifle, but I fin… I’m trembling. Trembling!
Maybe I can never touch this blue… It beckons me to caress its white… Stuck to the dry soil with no way… I with no dreams nor passion, just… Who will I be in the untold futur…
Festive season has got me a littl… Yeah, a little bit. At least it’s not so much that I… But I’d be doing good if had plan… I’m so tired that I verbally figh…
White spots sparkle on the water, Sun streaks catch the waves. Eyes bubble - startled tears. The train moves on its way. This place. This nook. This small…