Sam grew up in New York City. He learned how to get around with his conniving and shrewdness at an early age. He loved the Yankees and three or four days a week he and his friends wou...

My maiden voyage into the heart of… My journey into the melodic world, My empty parchment calling my name… My opus hiding in my spirit Dying to go out into view,

A Rhapsody of Sorrow Oh sweet rhapsody of sorrow You filled my soul with your lamen… I see beauty now as a Fragile melancholy dream

My Beautiful Gold I love to feel my gold To sift it through my fingers To see it sparkle I behold A night of sin and singers

Galleries aloft in the majestic sk… fire strewing through the perforat… doves spreading their colossal win… shooting fireballs from their elec… strafing artillery from the hallow…

The beautification of an angel Of unassuming substantial beauty, A spirit made into flesh and bones… Fallen to the earth from the heave… Sitting beside the waters in her s…

Paintings hung in the eastern skie… traveling west on course complies; paintings of the morning’s liquid… to the western skies when days exp… Works that breathe in the midday g…

Smoke fills up the feeble valleys, the Eden Gardens, the skin of the… the lakes of purity, the baptismal… the face of the emerald earth with the air from the northern bat…

Shifting, drifting, colors and sha… my truths, my prose, my charming s… my run-a-way shadows on solid grou… rising and drifting as to heavenly… dressed in rainbow colors and harl…

The Quest Love’s journey a careful flowing We light a lamp and keep it glowin… We hope it lives as we so desire Nothing in the way to put out the…

From the soft cushiony life of pleasant thoughts and dreams, of life laying out on a silver pla… of riches settling in the palate with it’s sweet breath

The takeover of the beast in a peaceful remote village nestled against the Altai Mountain Range where Emo was born,