Dressing **** is the direct opposite of being **** Certain information should have to be earned rather than given away for free to anyone & everyone who passes by your doorstep.
Preserve That Mystery.
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 8:36 AM UTC
The four letter title that follows for eternity
To tell every man who can read,
every man who is still
That one was once a dweller of the patched land.
Be it clothed or ragged, it stays before the earthly name
Before we all attain,
humility should be our compass
Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 6:32 AM UTC
Yesterday israfael came again
Took a lovely soul,
and made earth weep
Rest well Josephine,
give that blissful smile to the Lord.
Jul 7, 2018
Jul 7, 2018 at 7:25 AM UTC
I yearn for the dark
Life to be still
Magnificently Mysterious
Look death in the face,
and life turns a blind eye
I yearn for the dark, I say
Glow to be gloomy
Faintly Fantastic
The graveyard tell it's tale
It receives all, no matter where from
I yearn for the dark
To be still and have none to lay beside
To see it all and know them all
Final Farewell
To be darkened by the Lords light
Jul 3, 2018
Jul 3, 2018 at 3:47 PM UTC
I have it all
I know them all
On my mobile are all my friends
Since the real ones stab without remorse
On my mobile I lend my trust
Freely I give each morning with a loving 'Hello'
I have none around when life kicks
On my mobile are people who, freely, they give a facade of what not
I am all to none and none to all
I live by me for me and with me
For
I have it all,
I know them all.
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 4:24 PM UTC
Our love was hard to maintain so we broke it
The little things ****** us off
We craved what the flesh wants
And listened not to our hearts
We stay mute when alone and talk louder when we're with friends
A façade we gave to those who wanted
You taste much bitter than you used to
Our lips don't lock but we've got keys to part
Our love was hard to maintain so we broke it
Mutually
Only thing that made us keep our numbers was the ***
Mutually
We sold our soul to it times after times
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 4:05 PM UTC
What will we be remembered for
When Tis due our time
To give our sayings to the Man above,
of all our deeds?
Tachycardia hits when noughts been done
Like Table d'hote, are all our acts
To the homes we brought joy
To the hearts we mended
To the hours we spent saving souls
To the pains we soothed
To the plans we duly executed
What will we be remembered for
when Tis due our time?
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 3:01 AM UTC
Sshhh!
A minute silence to the departed,
be it faithful or sinful, let's observe
The beautiful lieu of the ones who were before
The new home of those who've said goodbye
Sshhh!
The eerie feeling of déjà vu hits again
The sun rises not in this marble arch
The loud silences that deafens all
Sshhh!
Another is laid to rest on the east wing
A fresher to tell new tales
Many dressed to bid farewell
A fair lady screams to Israfael
Sshhh!
Tell all to prepare the initiation rite
A newcomer to make all look good as dead
Sshhh!
Someone looks here, staring deeply
Sshhh!
Tell all to lay still till dark.
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 4:01 AM UTC
Put on your best dress tonight
you know the end is near
dance under the rain everything will be alright
We'll meet again somewhere, in a beautiful lieu
Hug the lamp post as we do our ballet
going down the streets, our last relay
We've Learned, We've Lived, We've Loved.
Apr 13, 2017
Apr 13, 2017 at 6:58 AM UTC