Would I be the figment in the folklore, oh fiery foolish fabricated fairy tale for feeble fascinations. The creative charisma in crisis cruelties, forces favors in the forgery of fiction, curse apprehension. Bizarre fallacy brews in mythical heroics, dreaded demon deeds at hand, some just call me bogeyman. Embrace allusion, even give it to theContinueContinue reading “Fictions Face, An Intimate Taste”
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Sexual Fire
The malice of envy within the scornful tides of sexual proclivity her generous mounds of flesh, the agitating cause of my unrest Combative contemptuous resistant, nasty excited persistence oh blood burning rage, the unleashed fire that you have raised.
The Death Of A Dove
Enduring this clear crucial moment in time, oh crude intolerance you’ll find, this obedient impulsiveness that is mine. Looking into a hostile heart of imprudence, within villainous shadows of ignorance, yes genuinely gifted, vile and then vindictive. Now looking upon the gentleness of her face, while still trying to hide my disgrace, the loathsomeness insideContinueContinue reading “The Death Of A Dove”
Give Before You Take A Treasure Awaits
Sandyman’s Quote “If not vile but vigilant, versatile hold ignorance, oh passionately magnificent, while powerfully mysterious, now tactfully meticulous, Gods gift to man in WOMEN.”
Transformation! Forged By Frictions Force and Desperation
via Photo Challenge: Transformation This would be that day of reckoning, descending into that darken craven of eternal discovery, the sting in this mornings freezing wind dipped, the cruelty that is the task master’s whip, my eyes searched inward in solitude, the magnitude of securing the required fortitude. That grayish dark dotted moon on theContinueContinue reading “Transformation! Forged By Frictions Force and Desperation”
THE DROP IN THE RAIN.
Life is strange is it fame said The drop in the rain I can feel the pain still no gain from The drop in the rain I can’t tell you a name who’s to blame The drop in the rain They say where all the same but not The drop in the rain I giveContinueContinue reading “THE DROP IN THE RAIN.”
Within Evils’ Hands Wickedness Will Stand
Oh callous cheats within the currents of cynical corruption, among those who add hates incendiary! spontaneous combustion, the forsaken cries of docility the genteel who are genuinely gifted, let them die base on the laws of survival of the fittest. The wicked hearts and twisted mind of the miserable rejected by the mistrusted, give proof toContinueContinue reading “Within Evils’ Hands Wickedness Will Stand”
MY MINDS EYE
My mind’s eye what do I see, what’s to come for you and me the clouds above are inflamed, the coming rain rejects your pain. Memories and the things never said, un-fulfillment when your dead this sorrow will not ease your strain, a lesson learned with disdain. Oh fearless heart hear my cries, in my mind’sContinueContinue reading “MY MINDS EYE”
MY SHADOWS
Darkness follows the twisting of lost time this improbable hold as thy story unfolds. Irrational the visions that permeates my mind this tormenting it’s unreasonable that’s what I find. Chasing foolish thoughts my heart beats in vine to long this lack of sunshine I’m now going insane. The grotesque figures on the wall that’s whatContinueContinue reading “MY SHADOWS”
That’s The Women That I Am
That’s the women that I am, do you really understand There is an abundance of style and grace, the dynamics in the curves of my face, for those with an open mind, can you see the brilliant buoyancy that is mine. Feel the warmth that is my smile, ill-tempered impatience is not apart ofContinueContinue reading “That’s The Women That I Am”
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