 |
The dark musty canalIs illuminated by the white crystal mistHovering on the morningAt winter's request,This beautiful white fogBlanket's us,In this sc..
|
|
A new year is creeping in,On the backOf a silent windSitting up before the turn of the clockDrinking beerAccompanied with Baileys and iceWatching clas..
|
|
So I'm blessed,They tell me.....Because I have everything.....EverythingA man could wish for.....But I have nothingWithout you.....
|
|
00.43 amSipping ale,Again,Watching Jason Bourne 1,2 & 3Seeing myselfAll Matt Damon.Yeah meAmid all the bravadoFisty cuffs,Bloody noseBruised knuck..
|
|
Today,Has been the worst,Since....We last parted.I don't know why,Or how, butLogicAnd time.....So called healing space...WasObliterated today....Nulli..
|
|
My hand still holds pensThat want to write lines,About youThough redundant, they are resourcefulThey vacate the holeThat drips into my equation,A life..
|
|
You have this incredible knack......Of making me feel.......Like,I can live without a pulse.....Because you,Supply,The very heart rate and adrenalineR..
|
|
I feel the cold breezeThrown,From the cold cast sea before meWhose morning wavesLisp,Against the atmosphere......The warmthOf day beckonsYet I'm alone..
|
|
The long grey rectangular tower blocks,
Which run in a ruled straight line
For as long as the retina will allow,
Stand impregnable under the sky..
|
|
His tale is immense in its originality,
Scary for revealing mans vulnerability,
Shocking, brutal and dam right mental
His story makes me weep for..
|
 first  prev 1
|
|
Profile
Writing
Friends
Share This