My wounds haunted my persona I started screaming!!! nightmare in a coma, this may sound absurd there a poet/ess heard dropped a penny in my soul spent a positive word. Hope you feel the aura yellow buds and beatiful flora. Woke like the sun with stars hailing Super Aroura.
The infamous Cuban fog Roll's of the ceiling Arroz on Pollo *** and ice Flamenca tunes serenade the crescent moon Decadent bites Celebrating Havana Nights
You took my heart and left I trusted you and spilt my guts yes I spoke my mind spelt out every heartfelt moment of love for you now you come back After disecting my heart trying to convince me how much you love me I'm sorry my heart changed it's mind and my head tells me that you're just playing mind games
My soul feeds off my heart and my heart needs people to love only heaven knows "Doves from Crows" so even if you hate me forgive me knowing I already forgave you.
When they knew we were straight Everything was great When they found out we were gay Everyone started to pray Then we pretended to be straight Every weekend on a date Once the date took us home too late Everyone CAME OUT to seal our fate
My name is Bonnie and her's was Kate We are who we are And that's the Way it's going to stay
I sat there mediocrity Was my middle name Funny built had a skinny frame Peculiarities a topic For gossip at the way I dressed Always overlooked for the popular Wasn't really a nerd But I sure got the association Trying to fit in was tough It was always the Becky's the Archie's And Veronica's I'm happy now got a great marriage Successful kids I even have the job I alway's dreamt of Needless to say the popular Pluses attended the High school reunion.... lesser But that's OK too It's not a thing with me
Peer pressure is hard especially on high school you Will survive
Kin of my flesh and blood of my bones you are not alone. Stone-cold lonely roads burdens the soul, remember what is said of the heart, you will find it waiting for you here at home.
It was the emergency room He recognised them all Some looked very happy Some looked concerned Some were crying Some making prayerful gestures But none looked like sugarman He was too busy milking the Lifeblood out of someone else
Drugs dealers don't rule they steal the lives of our love ones
In falls moonlight when down and out strikes nocturnal candles burn saving a world from bad turns through storm and blizzard are few good spirits and friends who support good ends.
Thank you HAROLD Did you know the moon is responsible for the conditions that allows life on earth True friends keeps these conditions alive for their friends to survive
Where parallels collide one wallowing in the wind one slipping from the sun suffering in vain swarms over the eclipse where love survives over pain butterfly and moth are best left alone flying in the rain.
Today I saw a butterfly. flying in the rain what an inspiration a miracle me thinks? #trancending adversity #swarms over the eclipse
As the night uncouples and dawn breaks free and fresh sprouts cut the ground in equal slits and the suns face becomes the pendulum casting a maze of light on this amazing life chances are Some may not see them.
It was totally unexpected He was her first for so long But she cast him out into The raging tempest of the cruel sea Where serpent and sirens devour And she found him on the same Shore amongst the rocks.... without rage.... He had returned to her happy and unscathed And as their hearts embraced She whispered softly in his ear Ironically you have come back From the same place that I have been
Sometimes your first is your last and sometimes your last is your first
Do not procrastinate with great verve delve into it, Just like angels, who feel the truth only, open her wings, depth, will find a place in her big heart, where dreams are highly appreciated.
I can feel the darkness encrouch upon my loveness toward the lightness my mind wonders off as in a dream I speak to you as I think of us. In my reality I want to take you there simply turn on the light if you think this is a nightmare .
Quills in a quiver blood bone and marrow shadows form where clouds gather an arrow in flight lite as a feather inking the mark that causes a spark . Thunder occur as lightning strikes darkness exposed by pen-dipped light .
Threading into the skin around my soul It is joyfully visible the scars that they mend, my eyes ride the glow as the needle flows, tattooed palpability bereft of demons, I let go.
The atmosphere tense and tangible her face evoked an attraction it spoke of smoke dark thoughts and calamity after action-satisfaction according to lore she hails from Lexington.
Some people say fools is a Rush-Inn I haven't got a clue, in between Sunday's river and Monday's blue the place called A rose in the moon or maybe., A moth in the mirror perhaps a firefly in bloom. Love ain't easy though occasionally, awkwardly acute.
In realms of the elite Soaring with the gods, the crow fell from the sky, two moons slithered under fig leaves, the serpent initiated losing their religion.
A collage of tragedy people with broken heads I've never met bones blood and cracks pasted on a woven mat effusive the unexplained brutality unrestrained social insanity above hidden tapestry.