(2015)
silence can be beautiful there can be so much meaning and emotion in words unspoken...
There’s only need, So much I’m l… There was joy, In all the lies J… Memories fade but the scars still… I cannot grow, I cannot move I ca… Engulfed by you, what can I do? W…
Orange and Green tangerines and oranges this is the way to the brown farm where people work from break of da… and never think they’ve worked too…
Way up high, on the very top shelf I found a dusty book written about… Its cover was thick and hard as a… Its contents were bound by a small… But, with magic understanding, it…
When he rode his thoughts into the… Passion and intensity consumed his… Bursting into fragments would he e… Back to the start When the thoughts of her seeped in…
What is love? I think that love is a response to need fulfillment. It is similar to Business Sales. Everyone has needs. Every need is a business transaction. The law of Atraction. Supp...
I could write A thousand love poems That would never be enough To tell of what you mean to me. You inspired me
Look at me, who am I? my life has been one long lie. Fooling myself and others too, pretending to be what isn’t true. I am a clown with made up faces,
I used to look at palaces And see no further than old bricks… I used to look at mountains And only see muck and strain! I used to look at camera lens
For dearest beautiful who will hav… She would wait and wait. When I s… One time she blew a kiss and it hi… He blushed and handed it to me. I… At our house under the foggy night…
Slamming the door as I storm out… Cold from the concrete penetrates… I pick up the only thing close, a… Angry words still burn in my mind… Self centered, childish words all…
A man of modest means, he worked in a theater but was not a star or actor at first. No career, just a job and
I have lost the life I once knew Nothing I say or do seems to matt… My self’s worth is on a blank And my self-esteem is a runaway tr… Who Am I Now
I was raised a Mexican Catholic, growing up neurotically guilty in the cobblestoned streets of Aqu… a mining city of Ore but a vibrant… and brick stoned colorful churches…
I am the wind whispering of eterni… I am silence. I am the junkie on the street corn… I am the moralist who condemns. I am the one who stops to help the…