Golden arches with rose covered ar… adorning the entrance to the guard… that are kept inside the ancient t… that align the shelves in the room… of the prophets and the sages
Connected to the rage inside that is there and ever shall be, the force that drives mankind to madness from the consuming fire from the
Purring like a sleepy lion after d… Humming like a finely tuned engine… Singing like a choir of Nightinga… Playing with the softness of the o… Letting the sound in to set you fr…
Our waning days before the final d… before God’s divine plan for us to die comes into effect, are the days where we have contro… either days of great joy or days o…
Primal fires from secret places ignited from the souls from unholy… passion from the wild out into the… unleashed from the dark by the dem… fires stained with blood and yello…
Poetry angel with her teary eyes Her persuasive wings and tender si… Her stormy sea and melodious rainb… Her thorny peaks and gradual knoll… Her arms of satin and face of blis…
That forbidden island in the mind That nobody wants to visit, Where love has never been And doesn’t want to go, Where seafarers circle around
Deep inside a brittle spirit sleep… In a warm body lulled to sleep by Weeping angels and celestial choir… Heaven incarnated in tranquil lull… Soft melodies finding harmonic hom…
The championship was within reach as the Tigers drove the ball down to the twenty yard line with only four seconds to go. Down 24 to 20, they couldn’t kick a field goal, so they had to...
Booming silence at the gates of the hidden castle aloft, silent trumpets in the eastern ski… florid rays streaming from the bel… from a pot of gold
Appendages of steel and velvet and… Of beauty, tenacity, charm, sweetn… Poetic, tuneful, melodic, fiery, s… Reach out into the depths of the i… They summon the subconscious to su…
Eyes I am a book with no ending That reveals and narrates Told with countless words Silent to the mind but
The sacred waters from the hidden… the sweat of the working God of T… from beneath the Kingdom in the em… seven steps up on the ladder to th… in the turbulence of the random wi…
Music, the intoxicating smiles of beauty, mesmerizes my soul as it begins to climb into infinite spaces where dreams take me to. It is like the sweet language of my beloved that sends ...
Tornado Peace is a tender lamb up in the s… While lofted poems give out a gent… And the calm breathes in the silen… While passion yearns for its lady…