Tuesday, February 28, 2006
What good are you poor Solomon without your wisdom? If cities fall to ruins, castles turn to rubble, and the mightiest of kings perish.. What makes you the differ? These riddles have come to light, to better stage your show. Your ways have slain my faith in truth. My frail heart can crack, but will never be in fragments. I did my part, served my purpose. Yet another trifled face in your revolving door. But beyond the door awaits your mirror. Vanity and presumption reflecting their host. Defacing your image, disrupting your reality. Let me know when you decypher the biggest riddle of all, and discern who you really are.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
In time
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Swimming fiercely against the mainstream.
A lovely midsummer night's dream.
Deep in slumber, I never want to wake.
My own fallacy, or just a simple give and take?
Implanted like stillborn seeds which never bloom.
A courtship jester, or just a plain bafoon.
To please your fancy, your every whim.
The chalice will soon overflow the brim.
So take this cup with open hands,
Before the hourglass devours every grain of sand.
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Swimming fiercely against the mainstream.
A lovely midsummer night's dream.
Deep in slumber, I never want to wake.
My own fallacy, or just a simple give and take?
Implanted like stillborn seeds which never bloom.
A courtship jester, or just a plain bafoon.
To please your fancy, your every whim.
The chalice will soon overflow the brim.
So take this cup with open hands,
Before the hourglass devours every grain of sand.
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Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Child of the Eve
Abandoned in the Devil's playground
left to ask, "Whose hands clip an angels wings?"
Like broken toys left never to be found
what justice allows such things?
A fold on her face, the scale empty
can her eyes like those of the heavens
Shun a truth exposed so blatantly?
as the citiscape grows and hope lessens
left to ask, "Whose hands clip an angels wings?"
Like broken toys left never to be found
what justice allows such things?
A fold on her face, the scale empty
can her eyes like those of the heavens
Shun a truth exposed so blatantly?
as the citiscape grows and hope lessens
Temptation and sin lurk the streets
where it is survival of the fittest
And if you saunter to a lonely beatthe beast will prize you, if not intrepid
Revalations of faith, what it means to believe
that the sky is not a sinkhole
That a new day means you're a child of the eve
to embrace your life and enrich your soul...
Well at least thats what it means to me.
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Adonis
You move me, your eyes convey the secret. The key encrypted in your glare. You arrived on a bed of stars, past constellations, across the astral plain. Your lips a tinge of rosebuds. As soft as their petals, I can only dream. This feeling, rooted deep like a tree of myrrh. Your emerald windows, make carnate passions flare. Your following holds your shrine, your pedistal holds idle to me. Idolization is not my aim... you serve of a higher purpose. Cunning in all you do, I am under your spell. You stand tall in romanesque perfection. Your demeanor, regal, yet you treat others with equality. All the more to want you as my own. Even if Hades claimed you, to the underworld and back... all for you. Just let me know if your chariot has a place for me, and together we can sail the sky.
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Homely
Fusion of the nuclear setting
radioactive, mutated, embedding
Walls constructed of ignorance
too many blown fuses...
Making clarity obsolete
words bleed like plasmic concrete
Furnace boils a magmatic core...
tempering hearts of steel and ore
Insulated with rage and silence
founded on all I've lost
And what I'm trying to find is.....
a place far from where I fled
Far from the visions in my head
back to proclaim my glory
Out of the midst of darkness, into light
This is my story.B
radioactive, mutated, embedding
Walls constructed of ignorance
too many blown fuses...
Making clarity obsolete
words bleed like plasmic concrete
Furnace boils a magmatic core...
tempering hearts of steel and ore
Insulated with rage and silence
founded on all I've lost
And what I'm trying to find is.....
a place far from where I fled
Far from the visions in my head
back to proclaim my glory
Out of the midst of darkness, into light
This is my story.B
Monday, February 06, 2006
1 AND LONELY
Blurred between the lines
lost in transition
Your motives unlcear
waiting on your decision
Time so cruel
will not stop or hinder
The solstice and darkness
of this eternal winter
If the eclipse has seized
the brightness in your world
Then all thats left is a shell
robbed of its pearl
These offerings I bring
to envoke the warmth of spring
And bring forth the one I see
not the one they all assume U 2 B. N
lost in transition
Your motives unlcear
waiting on your decision
Time so cruel
will not stop or hinder
The solstice and darkness
of this eternal winter
If the eclipse has seized
the brightness in your world
Then all thats left is a shell
robbed of its pearl
These offerings I bring
to envoke the warmth of spring
And bring forth the one I see
not the one they all assume U 2 B. N
Friday, February 03, 2006
NoMaD
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I have followed the gypsies road
Trailed vagabond paths
Used the stars as my map
The sun as my dial
The moon as my confident
And the four winds as my guides
My journey still continues
The creases on my palms streching
Youths glow replaced with the secrets of time.
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I have followed the gypsies road
Trailed vagabond paths
Used the stars as my map
The sun as my dial
The moon as my confident
And the four winds as my guides
My journey still continues
The creases on my palms streching
Youths glow replaced with the secrets of time.
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Along Came You
!Webs you sow to lure your prey. Maybe I am to blame for blindly sailing into your translucent trap. Woven by the essence of you, who can resist. Maybe we are two of a kind you and I... one for the other. But beware when the tables turn and predator becomes prey. Hee hee! "
Yours
If you could read my mind, infiltrate my thoughts, and discover all that lies within. If I could just give you a glimpse of what it has been before you arrived and what it will be if you decide to stay. You see, I'm not in search of appraisal... I will forever be your diamond in the rough. Unpolished to the world, sparkling in your charm. Emmiting light your eyes luster makes me shine.
