Reflections of yore An omnipresent demon in my rear view mirror Innocence is lost upon life''s turbulant path Now a fork in the road For a moment, I remember growing up wi .....
They were all here, in a mirrored scene. like distant lovers from a faraway dream. A rolling thunder made us all feel alive Together bound: suckling h .....
Your memory''s the lock,your minds the key. Every whisper,every picture,every memory. Whenever you need them just breathe and lock back. They''ll clear your mind and all the black. Th .....
We probably thought that corners were round and lovers could speak without making a sound. Crying would be easier than learning to dance your steps ar .....
The sword of the scribe: the writer’s pen Has authority either to fight or defend It can silence a squabble or comfort the quibble Create or negate in a sentence or scribble In just a .....
Today I woke up My head already bowed With tears runnin down His words hit me hard and loud This sin that we commit To much to forget So wake up, get read .....
Left like a wheel in motion, Hitting bumps and curves within the comotion Its not been easy along this path, with all the hills and mountains this life has to have. Though lik .....
Many people have no more than a street education As times grow harder they are facing desperation The youth are watching helpless and some are scared That the dam .....
A tribute in admiration of recent limericks post by alienrhymer. I offer a limerick to express my appreciation. And hopefully to counter my foolishness with heartfelt intent. I am grateful for t .....
I thought that day would never come, when u get to look at life like it had never begun how wrong was i, when the moments strong, go along, with the words of a next mans song.
