No more the stars shine bright
in the icy waters of hope
and strangely dark are the whispers
that rustled the ancient leaves
mockery of exotic memories
flagging in a mere static of a vast,uncluttered
universal mind of a sleeping baby.
One wonders what lies beyond and more
the alternate truths.
and the immaculate,absolute lies
of glistening lips and seducing
ebony eyelashes;enchanting aren't they?
myrid foxholes and closed alleys
just a flicker of my eyes
and i sense a murder,a betryal of soul.
no two pages fold exactly alike
no signs of life.no sighs.
19 comments:
Do you know what day makes me think of KESHI? Its on April Fools day!!!!!!!!
Beautiful writing. You should join our joint blog--Spilled to Bloodlessness. Just email me at Sadness2joy22@aol.com I am out of town for the rest of the week, however.
thanks..a joint blog?? i like the name already.i would like to know more of it.
Ashhhhhhh huggggggz where u been? I missed u heaps!
**myrid foxholes and closed alleys
just a flicker of my eyes
and i sense a murder,a betryal of soul.
I love those words! How d u come up with such deep thoughts Ash?
Keshi.
I just sent you an invitation to the blog.
heyyyyyyy Ashes
how u pal?
we gott same tastes
saw u at Keshis
yes she is real cool
and a lott naive like janice
i miss de vile
she told me in no uncertain terms
she hates me
but i like her too
keshi--i have been around.*smiles*
and the words,well i just spill 'em out until they seem to choke me.
Saby--yeah she's cool,isn't it?
and get yer mind of de.vile Saby,else..*shows his axe*
Oi, the poet runs round with an axe.
Its OK, I guess. Theres a hole, a thorn and somewhere along a little sunshine.
de.vile--yeah they call me "The Axeman cometh".and btw i got an electric chainsaw too.
you reckon about the sunshine part,eh?
, the death of a man ,
GOOD FRIDAY
i no u have a fascination for death and blood
Happy Easter Ashes
,
HAPPY EASTER guys,
i love u guys
happy Easter to you too Saby.goddamnit you are way too Jesus-thumping kinda guy
Aint no sunshine when hes gone,
Its just not warm when hes away,
Aint no sunshine when hes gone,
And hes always gone too long,
Anytime he goes away.
Wonder this time where hes gone,
Wonder if hes gonna stay,
Aint no sunshine when hes gone,
And this house just aint no home,
Anytime he goes away.
And I know, I know.....hey leaving me all alone,
Aint no sunshine when hes gone,
Only darkness everyday,
Aint no sunshine when hes gone,
And this house just aint no home,
Anytime he goes away,
Anytime he goes away.
devile--beautiful devil,you can be mushy when you want to,eh?
sob, sob, sob
i hate my self
i didnt no a 55 yo old man cud cry
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