Saturday, December 13, 2008

Smothered

The acrid air, it snuggles close A swift corsair, upon sea morose Man falls victim, to distant stares Weeping wisdom, that he fails to bear Questions brought, in time passing Forgone his lot, to a future he must bring In nightly shade, fate is found
louis vuitton handbags Amidst a rain, wherein tears are drowned Looking back, the sun dipped west Horizons stretch, to build a nest He sees his cage, of freedom made In his rage, He quivers and quakes Confused a man, lives on in life Till found his past, in the future left End draws near, as day unto night Led by shadows, a blinding light Found are answers, in the final page Too far gone, beyond the edge In crumbling earth, bone turned to dust Judgement and worth, clear as glass Through existence, seeks he a high Blinded by mist, built selfmade lies Swims on, the will against rain The heart, its fight against pain Craving strength, seeking a shield The soul craves, as the heart does feel Faith rears, a call sharp and clear Yet it smothers, under a storm of fear

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Falling

Decades Time immemorial In the eons Age meets its burial Decades Passing years Rememberance met Still nothing clears Ends meet Silent in the breeze Not a change Amid the clashing seas
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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.

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

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

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

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

:::amid the shadows of trancendence:::

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