

The MorningThe colours of orchids are growing alive Fulfillment is there on a fine springs morning The hours on the clock begin to move Hearts and wills start soaringThe Morning
Birds will wonder why the moment is silent Rustling leaves will sound to no conscience The break of the water upon the rocks Splashes and froths to none in particular
They sit by the lake waiting Their expressions masking what they dont know Through the waking hours of endless sobriety Only death can bring about liberation not rendered
They watch the view of a thousand lives Yet t


AmberAmber I - 2007/6/1 1:48amAmber
White walls cover empty space On the fall of this winters day A stranger to this world it seems These foreign matters without grey
Through the darkest hours of the night I see your morning star burning Seething unto itself till nothing Indisposed to the affects surrounding
A pure contrast prima facie Disconsolate in its withdrawal Beyond the grasp of human hands A tainted flower, you are not
I am the subliminal locust planting Its foot forward upon the seedling From the abyss of thy nocturnal throes &


The Distance BetweenThe Distance Between - 2006/6/19 11:21amThe Distance Between
The truth is like the population mean It’s practically impossible to find But its existence is definite
The truth is only like the population It’s only almost impossible to find The assumption of existence and not Between reality and error It is the distance between
There is only a measurable distance Between my existence and yours Physically, metaphorically and metaphysically
The rainy day you wake up to It is the same rain that I drink The wine that you think I conjure Is much weaker


Haste Of DawnHaste Of Dawn - 2005/12/2Haste Of Dawn
The rider wears a crimson cloak His young horse faster then the rains Yet he does not outride the toll He cannot rise faster then dawn
Signal with the lightning And follow through with haste, If you hesitate too long All deft hands will grow old.
Haste of Dawn. Raise your Head. Tomorrow’s sunlight will come fast Showing how short time will last
Every single flux grows short Each one quicker then the passed Now under the crimson see-saw I have dismounted comfort.
If the clouds forget to ra
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I really like "The Morning"
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So... what else do you have in store for us?
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