It’s an old sad song, forgetting the importance of right and wrong with the bests of intentions the debate begins actions! are our sins. Chastising a cheat! still victimizing the weak! the advantage we seek your anxious but able, articulate in your cable, fairness is just a fable. Callous without a cue, a crude! cynicalContinueContinue reading “Sad Songs Sing”
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Cat And Mouse I’m Food, It’s Rude
Eyes bleeding naked from a kiss, this sting of pain your wrath! restrains, the hummingbird sings. When you pealed the flesh from my wounds, deciding my doom! the delicate bouquet you’ve placed on my tome. In your chests beats the heart of a beast claws and fangs built for the feast, before cries that matters the lease. YourContinueContinue reading “Cat And Mouse I’m Food, It’s Rude”
Force & Gravity Love’s Reality
When applying the application of love you must assess its aerodynamic axis and your actions, those accelerating acute distractions . The buoyancy in this balance creates a constant cycle of attraction, a centrifugal charge in this condition distorts reasonable reactions. The dynamic efficiency of love’s drag on our equilibrium, its worst than uranium then strongerContinueContinue reading “Force & Gravity Love’s Reality”
Who Will Convert
Would you ever be willing to consult an adviser be discreet with compulsive deeds chasing desire. Morality has a retainer! what to hear my disclaimer a polished practices of passage, poised promised and savage. These were my thoughts in the mental temple of table talk, with the sensation of lost aspirations! hostile revelations. Need weContinueContinue reading “Who Will Convert”
I Must Seek!
I’m seeking the unity in harmony, the dew droplets clinging to the twigs in the twilight of morning. Needing your warmth and tenderness such innocence! the smile on an infant child’s face, only knowing God’s grace. But in the shadows of my pain I will pay the cost, the gale-force winds capsizing the fishing trawlerContinueContinue reading “I Must Seek!”
The Call For Solidarity! My fuzzy Clarity
To all of my Word Press friends it’s always good to be with you again, but I need to make my self clear! in some of you this will conjure fear! because of the things we share! we cuss scream and swear. Yet my major point of contention, naturally with your permission, I will identifyContinueContinue reading “The Call For Solidarity! My fuzzy Clarity”
Sorry! This Was A Brain Fart
When looking into the eyes of the unpredictable, the realm in the unexplained can be unbelievable, is that unreasonable. When you put forth the hypothesis of your choice, what’s unknown is if integrity still has a voice. My mind ponders over the kinetics in magnetism, the dynamics in the energies required in keeping my equilibrium,ContinueContinue reading “Sorry! This Was A Brain Fart”
Prison Pain And The Insane
Tasting the better sweet fruits of fools crying over the gravity of life’s pain, naively self-inflicted while seeking the riches in the forbidden gains, Reality becomes the task masters whip! that snap! before the crack! hell there’s no way back. Drowning in the cesspool of this pity party order by thy own hand, surely theContinueContinue reading “Prison Pain And The Insane”
Brother Can You Spare A Dine
Anxious of this will within beating hearts, the howls within hollow craven speak to the fears in one’s mind! in due time. Beseech by those very same thoughts that will deny your eyes to see, but not me. The stains of tears left upon the faces of those who will not share the bounty ofContinueContinue reading “Brother Can You Spare A Dine”
Arm Yourself
This call to arms has just begun the divine in his divinity that war is won. Dark disciplines among the disciples their indulgence keeps the devil delightful. The fundamental ritual rites of retribution humble! humane humility with proper execution. Returns purity in the pulpits with proper penance essential evidence in satisfying the people’s grievance. FeelingContinueContinue reading “Arm Yourself”
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