as is the sea marvelous
from god’s
hands which sent her forth
to sleep upon the world

and the earth withers
the moon crumbles
one by one
stars flutter into dust

but the sea
does not change
and she goes forth out of hands and
she returns into hands

and is with sleep….

love,
    the breaking

of your
        soul
        upon
my lips

The accuser
Is really the
Predator,

The prey
Always falls victim
To these predators,

And after their done ******
Us victim's,
They
Apologize,
And say they didint realize what they were doing.
How could you not know,
You are the predator.
Us victim's though,
We dust our feet
And get back up.

I walked through the city hemmed with sound,
I was all alone hence I walked around,  

Passed by the broken heart boy,  
The one who lost  joy,  

Walked beside the depressed girl,
She wouldn't smile even with a pearl,  

The man who dies everyday of pain,  
He's tired of hearing " no pain no gain "

The man who died,  
The boy who lied,  
The girl that cried,  
Things we can't hide,  

And for those who smile,  
To hide what's inside,  
They've been sad for a while,  
But still smile wide,

The broken hearts,  
The fake smiles,  

Came back home after a long walk,  
From all I saw I can't talk .....

stores are running deficit
provisions unreplenished
ovens seeing less of flames
you're writing love poems!

cobwebs in the rooms dance
future in shambles unplanned
caught in lunatic trance
you're writing romance!

dirt is marking the wall
worries bursting the skull
expenses shaking nerve
you're busy writing love!

no bother no future plan
quickly dwindling ration
drowned in dense emotion
you're pouring passion!