Saturday, December 13, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Falling
Written upon the shadows of doubt and belief...the spirit of the dark
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Saturday, March 01, 2008
Change
The cause of all strife is change. Change is the result of time. Time cannot be without change. Thus there will be no life without change. This is simply due to the fact that life is an aftershadow of time. Life will definitely meet death as sure as the sun will rise. Clearly movement is inevitable. As unavoidable as change in a world where the nly constant is inconsistency. The finality of that world lies at the end of time. Time's end marks the end of fleeting change. As future, present and past melds together, chanel handbags the soul awakens. This is the final step. The destination of the mind. Predetermined, fated and achieved. The wild nature primal abates and is tamed by age. Its final form achieved. Blazing with glory, or smelting in regret.
Written upon the shadows of doubt and belief...the spirit of the dark
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Sunday, February 24, 2008
Streaming Days
Clarity you seek In air fogged up Looking through greyness For the light clogged up Stinging your eyes To the point of tears Enduring the pain Aiming to fill the years Sorrowful steps trail Endowed with wounds In patches of shadow Upon which smiles bloom Fazed as you are Clinging to life Search you continue For joy within strife Thicker the clouds That choke upon you Gathering thunder Of shadows eschewed Within your blindness Your grey vision jaded All smiles grow heavy The scented joy weathered Cringing in fear Of losses threatened Heart screams relief And finds it in heaven A million miles away Hidden in clouds Past unseen veils And innumerable shrouds That keeps you going chanel handbags Which cannot be touched A love unseen Unwavering and uncrushed
Written upon the shadows of doubt and belief...the spirit of the dark
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Friday, February 22, 2008
Of A Voice Heard
The tune of a voice That mirrors the sea Warm as the sun And soft as a breeze Dancing with laughter That touches the heart As smile ropes me in Spell woven from the start Would elegance fail To live in the world Enrich it you will With your elegant twirl Your lips part With words left unsaid Your tempered heart A compass read With a gentle nudge Or so it would seem You slowly trudge Tween heavy beams On one hand the heart That screams for release chanel handbags The other plays its part The mind calling its lease Decisions made with unerring sight You read each word In your contemporary light Youthful by nature Graceful by age Carried mature By eyes that collate Resplendent a beauty That diamond called you A sparkle of joy In the roiling blue Whose eyes see past Ears listen on With words steadfast And smiles adorn Beyond the pictures Apart from words What always remains Is that voice that's heard A voice strong Yet at ease As the sea Meets the breeze
Written upon the shadows of doubt and belief...the spirit of the dark
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Sunday, February 17, 2008
The Blind
The years jest Skipping swiftly Leaving a mess The human memory In the resulting din Of unnecessary chaos Hides the essential mean To bring guidance to the lost All it takes To set all aright Are well placed stakes Upon heavenly might Witnessing fate In its invisible working One step to take To inevitable waking Hearing words true chanel handbags Will in time shed light Amidst hint and clue Guidance shines bright Steps upon sand takes further Introspection dawns upon man Each observation makes clear The law that governs all that stand Darkness pales against moonlight Yet the opposite seems true The rewards of wrong and right Reflect this proof Clear as it seem Shining like the sun Ignorance hangs like a dream Blotting out truth divine The blind sees not Beyond the veil As he stumbles with thought Pummeled by worldly hail
Written upon the shadows of doubt and belief...the spirit of the dark
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Tuesday, February 12, 2008
The Winds
Whispers To hear only whispers Upon flailing branches Of tunes long rehearsed Evening light Brings the yawns Sleepy daylight Activities gone And whispers Fills the air The voices Of news distant, fair Drowned Outdone by screams Dethroned and undone By blind human whims Still the whispers The long silent calls chanel handbags To beckon to hearers Of silent breaking falls None listens The silent pleas All ignorance Has shrouded man in mist Still it whispers Its long silent tears To call to those ears That hopefully listen to the winds
Friday, February 01, 2008
Trapped
Stunned Is that reverence I sense? Or do you hide Behind that shifting fence? You spoke Myriads to hear You spoke Still nothing clear Lies You never lose them chanel handbags Timeless Drowning in them And I pick And I reach Brick by brick Building my wish Seeing that snake That you hide in that tongue Whose poison still drips From the wounds you'd stung Still burning Bruised and beat I suffocate As history repeat Your ghost approaches I whimper in fear But desire burns And I bring you nearer Pierce As my heart melts Stab me Once more you have me trapped
Written upon the shadows of doubt and belief...the spirit of the dark
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:::amid the shadows of trancendence:::
lurking spirits