He who has love for himself, knows what it does to him. With that same love and its influential properties, he is most willing to pass it on to others in order to please them as well a...
Mother Nature in the throes of th… That beast kicking up the quiet se… Defying the rules of civility and… Her love affair with passion and t… Her letting down of her silky lock…
Technology Do not forsake me with your Intelligence so far away You leave me bewildered as a wizar… Would have done. You make life e…
Denizens came out to play again near the road and around the bend, behind the camouflage of vibrant g… where it’s safe from everywhere an… Springtime spread out its emerald…
A Flower’s Seed Your body is so slight and trivial But yet you surge ahead Out of your iron-clad armour Up to the sun in all thy glory
The Celebrity It appeared before me like a dream It is a person that breaths and ta… It is a he that is just like me The movies made him into a thing
Loving disciples of the holy order below the bottom of the empyrean where reverence is not yet reveren… where demonic angels set out to ru… where the clouds are teetering on
Aerial fires lighting up the sky Torches burning upward high Rising up through the earthly gate… Into the sky as the meadow waits Fanfare for the yawning of the mor…
Half human, half beast, living in the soul of man with six claws, two paws, two hands, ten fingers, protruding fangs, pearly teeth,
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…
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
His home was a big wooden crate that he found outside a furniture store. He found an old mattress and gathered up as many thrown away coats and blankets as he could find to brace himse...
Churning towers, clouds of fire an… under command of the wild currents that flow through the enigmatic sk… skyborne galleries flaunting their… beauty rising and scurrying about,
Mother’s Tears Little boy, don’t you cry Mother will kiss away the pain The angels will speak through her With a lullaby, the most beautiful
Upon Choosing Upon Lord Higglebottom’s quest To find the appropriate book From his vast assortment He encountered two books