Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Get away song (2006)
Song I did in 2008, I made a picture video to it to add pics to my imagination to my words.....
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Mind in a blurr
I Drive in a mind of a blurr,
while I stare at her
she murders the wings of my dreams,
for I can't even think
I carry a frown, and for some time felt like I was on trial
Yet she gives me a smile,
causing me to act like a child
O' and those eyes, I can't describe
and if I did you would say I lied
for beauty like yours I couldn't balance with the pen I write
She sends me in a tremble soo feverish,
that if given a kiss
a blind man can see his granted bliss
and wish that his cause of demise
would one day be from looking upon her eyes.
while I stare at her
she murders the wings of my dreams,
for I can't even think
I carry a frown, and for some time felt like I was on trial
Yet she gives me a smile,
causing me to act like a child
O' and those eyes, I can't describe
and if I did you would say I lied
for beauty like yours I couldn't balance with the pen I write
She sends me in a tremble soo feverish,
that if given a kiss
a blind man can see his granted bliss
and wish that his cause of demise
would one day be from looking upon her eyes.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Living Proof (2001)
Head pulses, body is stiff
In the cool dark night, cigarettes are kissed
Dissassembled
writing,Hand trembling trying to assemble.
How the core of this inflicting hole
is hard to reach for
My eyes want to close
feel so Fatigued. I need to breath
Maybe I should pack my things & leave
And only thing left is me...
My shoulders ache in grieve
Ink from my pen furiously bleeds
It writes words on the page .... like "free,"" be me,"
"seek a divinity"
awake to beauty in simplicity
writing needs that float in distort,
chaos of emotion are constantly in war
trapped with no sight of a door
with eyes open, what am I looking for?
Am I close to knocking on heavens door?
Witness in my wilderness
"Nervous beakdown" which one can conclude
As you can see
I am that living proof
In the cool dark night, cigarettes are kissed
Dissassembled
writing,Hand trembling trying to assemble.
How the core of this inflicting hole
is hard to reach for
My eyes want to close
feel so Fatigued. I need to breath
Maybe I should pack my things & leave
And only thing left is me...
My shoulders ache in grieve
Ink from my pen furiously bleeds
It writes words on the page .... like "free,"" be me,"
"seek a divinity"
awake to beauty in simplicity
writing needs that float in distort,
chaos of emotion are constantly in war
trapped with no sight of a door
with eyes open, what am I looking for?
Am I close to knocking on heavens door?
Witness in my wilderness
"Nervous beakdown" which one can conclude
As you can see
I am that living proof
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Divine of all rhymes
This is the most divine of all rhymes
I am a spy
The challenge to see you I call in a shrug,
for the lust of making love
Have me at ease by your touch
Please pain let leave.... hush
Kiss me before death
I shiver in nervous breath, the thought if we haven't met
It trembles me in cold sweat ...Cannot think
Dream to see you wrapped in a coat of mink
Silent beauty, I cater to all needs of miss
So long has been since the last bliss
Lets celebrate then with teardrops & liquor shots
Lips kissed in cherry red, body dipped in butterscotch
While asleep your body I watch, for when you’re away
It has me in perspiring haunts
The picture of you I carry, only seems to taunt
Want to awake near thee. by...in divine surprise
Though I say im a spy, it is the purists of all rhymes
Most Divine of all rhymes
I am a spy
The challenge to see you I call in a shrug,
for the lust of making love
Have me at ease by your touch
Please pain let leave.... hush
Kiss me before death
I shiver in nervous breath, the thought if we haven't met
It trembles me in cold sweat ...Cannot think
Dream to see you wrapped in a coat of mink
Silent beauty, I cater to all needs of miss
So long has been since the last bliss
Lets celebrate then with teardrops & liquor shots
Lips kissed in cherry red, body dipped in butterscotch
While asleep your body I watch, for when you’re away
It has me in perspiring haunts
The picture of you I carry, only seems to taunt
Want to awake near thee. by...in divine surprise
Though I say im a spy, it is the purists of all rhymes
Most Divine of all rhymes
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