Well, I've been doing alot of writing here recently and I'm just gonna put a few of the ones I think are better here. I'd love to hear what ya'll think =] Tormented Mind Aboriginal to his usually xeric desert of a mind. The undulating sirens of thought become more loquacious. Standing on the line in the sand, He pushes the limits of sanity. Tired of a stagnant life, a battalion is armed within. Bowels of each thought quivered as the skirmish bled on. Reoccuring thoughts with their fulcrum of memories escape death once again. Constellations form her face and he remembers the days of rapture. His heart is the only rock in the ocean of sand. Someday he will have a victorious celebration For then there will be much bloviation. Until then he puts another X on the calender. A Breeze in Moist Eyes Sitting on a wet bank of this murky river Watching pieces of my life pass me by. The water wears a rippled mask Which hides it's current direction. Ripples come from both ways And clash before your eyes. Even from the shining dry sand Opposite the shore of my own, A few feet of this brown water is deep. Deep enough to see a couldy blue sky. And I'll only put one more for here, I'll add more by request if wanted =] All but a Game (sonnet) Born from sons of libery Daughters of chains. All obscured from reality Escaping the pain. As the sun will rise Darkness will fade away. We watch in disguise And the children all play. Living only for the one. Manipulated by fear. The unholy trinity is done. Bleeding flesh, seared. Hope isn't gone yet, Fighting the ultimate demise. The sun rises. The moon sets. Bound by a smokey line, We see our sign. Well that's it.
