On the way home from work, father was still seething from the pressure at the office. He got into a heated argument with one of his co-workers and it was near the end of the month when...
Surging rivers reaching every crev… alien waters from an exotic island… hot and cold lava splashing agains… fires of love invading my being, slamming against the banks with ir…
Winning Full steam ahead A steady locomotion No looking back A glorious contagion
Silent Hearts To know without knowing To discern without discerning To taste without tasting To dance without dancing
Curtains hanging on the way to the… adorned in white satin with silver… puffed up by the winds of the hot… luxuriate in the midday skies in t… in anticipation to the viewing of…
The road of life, rocky, smooth, arduous, perilous, breathless, suffocating, out of my control, taking me by forces unsuspected, leading me into dark tunnels,
“Technology, you little baby, you, the inferior one who looks up to me, your superior, the one who knows your secrets, who can out smart everything you d…
Mother Nature’s hymns of the seas… Of fathers, daughters, and obedien… Each one the same as the year befo… Chanted in remembrance to summer’s… Sons of harvest and daughters of a…
A Pauper’s Grave A pile of rocks upon a hill Comes a sad and bitter chill As winter settles in, for summer’s… And frost covers the old rusty cro…
Pyro bandits with big eyes overloo… to ignite the homes and timber and… “A-ha, Los Angeles is the best pl… and burn everything down with many… We shall wait until everyone is co…
At the Crux Here I am at the crux on high Living with life when death’s on n… It comes to me with its bloody tee… Its sword drawn from its gilded sh…
Nestled between two mountains, there is a quiet little village called Silver Springs. Everybody knew everybody, except for one strange man who never went outside of his house. He peak...
Electric Lady Sparks flying, lightening splashin… Rapture’s calling, body’s burning Angel’s singing, heaven’s touching Sky’s falling, perfume permeating
—R.I.P.— —Sgt. John Smith. 1985 – 2017 - —Killed in action— —On May 27, 2017 - —In Afghanistan—
The Monster If to the grave I see I must go I’ll take you with me down there b… I saw you praying to your Holy Go… Your faith too sweet, your life to…