A victim of daydreaming

May 2, 2015 at 1:02pm

I live in a world full of madness

I live in a world full of lies

A speech once worked

The crowd into a frenzy

A leader once won a peoples favor

While appealing to their emotions

I live in a world full of madness

I live in a world full of lies

I live in a world full of emotional speech and demagogy

Sometimes I walk in circles while doubting

The world of anarchy around me

Am I intellectualising to much

While feeling too little?

As an adult one learns to cope

When feelings have aroused as secrets

I am the victim of daydreaming

Yet I have nothing and everything

Am I intellectualising to much

While feeling too little?

Anarchy dwells around me

In a slow motion state of rhythm

I'm a victim of daydreaming

Yet I have nothing and everything

As I fade away into the rhythm of life

I'm a victim of daydreaming

And from actions and words

To never understand what they're about

Muted Voices


Frankie Fuller·Thursday, October 29, 2015

One side was green
The other was dry and withered
Which side of the fence did they belong?
Always on the outside looking in
Yet never wanting to enter
Once on a last day of summer
One  become a single rain drop
A beautiful blackish blue
Where the crows would always sing
In the lonely trees
An unknown era was lost in time
Methods of stepping softly
And pretend,were first developed without end
As the blackist of blue
The birds would step back
As they,the humans would step forward
The days became shorter
The days became dim
The days became new
Once the most beautifullest
Women in the world was blind
But when others once made comments of her beauty
She felt as if their words
Was of a meaningless nonscense
Because she knew the world
Was full of pathological liars
Yet she always had affection
For the one with the muted voice
As a seeing eye dog
He once guided her away so faithfully
From the market of slave auctions
One side was green
The other was dry and withered
Which side of the fence did they belong?

Wind blown hair

May 21, 2015 at 10:34pm          

Her hair was the color of coal

But at times it seemed to be

The darkest brown of ebony

Her beauty was from outer space

As if outer space was seen from Mars

She was always in love with the stars

And she was from another time

As one always dreaming

She was never to be finished

She was never to be brought to pass

While she was awake

She was always looking inwardly

As her eyes were always closed

Swamped in feelings to never deny

She could never act

She could never lie

She would drift with every sensation

There was never any middle ground to be found

Because she lived there in her mind

She would go with the joy of silence

There was nothing so deeply from her beauty

It was as if an absence of complete

Absorption was her characteristic of beauty

She would take his breath away

She had wonky wind hair

And she was from another time

When shadows once had echos

She would always fallow

How could she belong to another time

When Echos once belonged to Shadows?

Farwell to sweet tomorrows

She was never brought to pass

She had wonky wind hair

And she was from another time

As the wind would blow

The possessive form

Her beauty would linger on

She was from another era

She was from another time

To hide one's feelings

As one hidden of the clouds

Such terms of a beautiful endearment

Such a beauty of imperfection to be unknown

From an image that was never shown

A victim of stars

From a canvas of sentimental shadows

When colors escaped long ago

from another grey world

They always seemed to have different expressions
When one would look at their hollow faces
A sad face blushing
A nervous smile
And unto them
Was a great multitude
Of a sweet melancholy
They could not give a sign
From a cold era lost in oblivion
Would they melt as
Ice in lukewarm rain?
In their eyes
A world without end
An artificial life
A silver dusty shine of motionless skin
Without questions, answers, and end
Without original sin
They stood there lost
In dim artificial lights
They,the unspeakables
Formed without human shortcomings
Born without human faults
They always seemed to have dfferent expressions
When one would look at their hollow faces

Winter Born
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March 20, 2014 at 11:21pm

I was once winter born for three days

I was once static cold

it was a breathtaking beauty

the cold was a dagger to my skin

yet no experience of sweet melancholy ever changes

ashes became lost memories of Desdemona

and the foolish act of madness

was everything real before,or after the storm?

was everything real before the fall of man?

i was once winter born

i was once static cold

a beautiful landscape slipping into shadows

a glance from the beauty of a black tear

i can taste her tears on my lips

they are as wild honey,and black licorice

when i see her eyes

i always feel as if i were absorbed into them

yet i apologize for being poetic

because i"m a wandering leaf without a shadow

i was once winter born

i was once static cold

Dreams From Endless



She was pleasant
Down-to-earth
Silent,yet perky
With a silver ankh
On a chain around her neck
And she was always a nurturing figure
To me in my dreams
Her long black hair
Is bound by no rules
Of  the Endless nights
Your one beautiful star
When there's no one around
I'v always been in love with you
But you will never know it's true
When you smile it comes so easy
But you're breaking my heart
Without words,and with your smiles of shadows
I wish you well
But I can not stay
This lovely masquerade
Is getting old
And I will awaken soon
You always say nurturing words
But do you mean what you say?
Do you feel the words within your heart?
Watching you,while your watching me
We always know which way the story will end
Within endless of nights
Your Neptune
One lonely star
I'll always been in love with you
But you will never know it's true
I'll never take this time for granted
Your so beautiful
Please say your lines
The chapter is almost over
This silent masquerade
Of love is getting old
I never want it to end
You always break my heart with smiles and kindness
I've always been in love with your humility,and quiet strength
I'm timid and shy,
But have the courage of a lion
Yet I'll always be in love with you
But you will never know it's true
Watching me,and i'm watching you
Your from Luna
Your a dreamer of Neptune
One lonely star
Please say your lines
The chapter is almost over
I never take this time for granted
I will always love you
But you will never know it's true
Watching me,while i'm watching you
Say your lines,because your smiles are breaking my heart
I'll always be in love with you
And you'll never know it's true

Saturday, July 20, 2013



  
Endless Kisses



I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy
I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy
Your the sweetness of shadows
And one lovely grey Sunday breeze
I'm the King of Introverts
I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy
I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy
It's so sad
To live in false dreams
And to realize something has ended
When it's all over
How much longer
Must I awaken without you?
All of my images of you
May be illusions approaching dreams
Yet you move among the stars
You really aren't so far
Don't wake me from the dream
That's never ending
I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy
I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy