A certain kind of music gives me p… It enters my body though a secret… With a snobbish gentleman for a bu… That lives in my soul, Equipped with eloquent speech
“It’s off to the gallows, I go, I… Hip, hip hooray, what a wonderful… What a beautiful looking crossbar… The same color as my polka-dot shi… Don’t want to go out with the wron…
Deep down inside where Space is connected to space Where oceans sing of empty limits And time is a roving vagabond Lies a receptacle with no name
Land of the Free “Living in the Land of the Free” The good life is achieved by
Most of the time our prosperity is achieved due to our impoverished beginnings. On the way up the ladder to success, we learn to value talent, hard work, and perseverance. When we a...
From the diary of a sage I became an intellectual stranger in a new land, endowed with another language
Music in the pulse of time Traveling in the bowels of rhyme Riding on the sun and clouds Moving westward in the shrouds Metal rain falling upon heated dru…
One bright day as the springtime had once again breathed life into the listless body of winter, I sat upon the park bench and meditated upon the beauty of the seasons. An old woman wit...
Brand new underwear Up on the top shelf. Six bucks a pack, For royalty and such. Never opened
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…
Dream machines of a melodious kind… Sending images to the ear of the m… Running on passion and electric te… Up to the paradise through all the… Into ancient castles and up and ov…
Rapture in the Eyes Beauty out in space all alone, confined to her modest abode, her talons fixed to the flooring, her gilded wings glued to her side…
Primal sounds from mother’s lips The dawning of life Lullabies, the first language “Sleep little baby.” Rest your head in my cradle
To Love and Music Love and music so much the same Life is supple for them they blame Molding spirits into shapes and so… Love’s no mercy climbs out of boun…
Stallions flying in the blackened sky, galloping steeds, chariots ablaze, liquid smoke of copper red, streaming across the firmament,