whispers...
through the dark deranged portals you evoke fear
filled with angelic fervor on it's textual base
yet we dig much deep then ever before

cries in the dark will light the spark of what we need to know
still we stand idle as the average novice introduces its spell
along again then the sadness evokes a newer feeling
dwindling through the vain extraction of the never world

we visually see a flash then a new day approaches
on the lawn two lovers having passionate ***
the screams of vile extreme explodes throughout
perhaps this is the place where Nero tread

yet again I sit alone in my house now huddled in the corner
the twilight sun has tainted my inner vision
the howls of Satanic laughter gives a piercing shriek through
a candle was lit by the edge of my bed

One can remain lax in the quietness of the moment
yet again the setting of the sun
a new day has begun as we embark on the moment
Does death hurt you the most or is it fear

You can equate logic through a firm grasp of the hand
whispers again...
then a faint cry,
we construct living pyramids to honor the dead

A stroke of luck an the impulse ensues
onto so much more but for what
are we grasping for straws what are we searching for?
quietness again this time I'm in the zone

as if zombie creatures with viscous long fangs that bite
dripping blood off side we run away to hide
no one questions anymore no one has a voice
alone one last time yet feelings of grandeur awake

to the message of hope that spills from the sky
a challenge to be free is a question of time
eyes with spots digging holes in a pool of blood
Satan laughing again spreads his wings

Suddenly I awake but to what?

whispers...
through the dark deranged portals you evoke fear
filled with angelic fervor on it's textual base
yet we dig much deep then ever before

cries in the dark will light the spark of what we need to know
still we stand idle as the average novice introduces its spell
along again then the sadness evokes a newer feeling
dwindling through the vain extraction of the never world

we visually see a flash then a new day approaches
on the lawn two lovers having passionate ***
the screams of vile extreme explodes throughout
perhaps this is the place where Nero tread

yet again I sit alone in my house now huddled in the corner
the twilight sun has tainted my inner vision
the howls of Satanic laughter gives a piercing shriek through
a candle was lit by the edge of my bed

One can remain lax in the quietness of the moment
yet again the setting of the sun
a new day has begun as we embark on the moment
Does death hurt you the most or is it fear

You can equate logic through a firm grasp of the hand
whispers again...
then a faint cry,
we construct living pyramids to honor the dead

A stroke of luck an the impulse ensues
onto so much more but for what
are we grasping for straws what are we searching for?
quietness again this time I'm in the zone

as if zombie creatures with viscous long fangs that bite
dripping blood off side we run away to hide
no one questions anymore no one has a voice
alone one last time yet feelings of grandeur awake

to the message of hope that spills from the sky
a challenge to be free is a question of time
eyes with spots digging holes in a pool of blood
Satan laughing again spreads his wings

Suddenly I awake but to what?

Since there's nothing I could find
That was worth giving you,
I sat down to think a while
And write a line or two

If I had a magic wand
I'd wave it just for you,
And give you anything you'd like
No matter how many or few

If I could give you back the years
You so willingly gave to me
I'm sure that you spend them over again
The same as they used to be

Remember when those days and nights
Instead of going to the fair
I'd always say tell me again
The story of the three little bears

I tried to get a strawberry pie
But they were out of season
Then I thought of gold or pearls
But knew there was no reason

Although you are so often quiet
There's one thing we can say,
You will always be our momma of pearls
forever and a day...

So here's your gift; my sweet momma
My heart; my soul; my love,
My gift to you this Christmas day
Came strictly from above

From: Mario William Vitale

Inside My Mind
sought through ivy pinions away from its climb
sorrowful
searching...
on a plate of grass will follow
such as a room nor equated place you shall go
stand here complete bump past the window
find an old lady in shawl
history
electricity

hoodlum at the knees
shadow beneath buried near the debris
oh habitat...near heart attack we humbly agree
shadows block the mere vortex of one's mind
zipper to the blind
sunshine
giving room to shine

lost as in cousin pressed below the button
Here in April,
the prairie wind at my back

Day Tripper

fall down on your knees
one must do what they please
a carbon copy plea
wandering quietly in it's party...
seperated by the spreading disease
pardon me any way you choose
Day tripper...,

the vast we quiver,
dolls that deliver
shades of grey, onyx & brown
why is it you may frown ?

love to learn
learn to let go
follow the beat lay hold of the tempo
how did we get gravity

water never leaves...

Captured By A Smile

smile right along side
the sharp rercord their scent
a chief aim with what wer relax
threw a terrific smile
that we know all the greeat while
the coming & going

a New York seated miles
ther coming & going
long for shelter  along for their ride
the day haunted past

no one gets by on any free pass
Martha Stewart with strip pants
let us learen to love in dance
Shelter threw it's wonderful prance

A sure fire way to trust
the mirror on a fire ball trance

Peresonalities, opinions & variety
life goes speeding by

Capturerd by a smile.....

Chase Back A Dream

tear drop fell through the stained glass
no one gets by on any free pass
shadows block the entrance score...,

lay to plundere off it's *****
chase back a dream under cover,

love in the circle left to flirt
shattered glass on the wooden floor

Blue eyes crying in the rain
shadows block the vortex of the eye

chase back the filtere in the brain
circle throughout the Disney key...

cary mer through an ocean breeze
chased back on a dream

filterre through the ancient scream