(2014)
My imitation of the haiku form. Syllables (17): 5-7-5
center I just want to hold you– ...the whole you... If you ever need someone to console you or to control you,
Since when does a thought not coun… It’s a shame to have so many thoug… But lack the ability to express th… Or to just let someone bury them a… Wasting a brain is starving every…
Sam & The Sametts; The rock band of the ages. They’ve produced hit after hit, Every song massaging souls. There’s 'Hardly Forgettable’',
center Faces are starting to look familia… This is where I pull My vanishing act– Entering the darkness
My endearing seashell.. I put my ear to your chest And I can hear your heartbeat. Its like the sounds of the ocean, So soothing and potent
She touches me like the morning su… With gentle and warm embraces Her beauty makes other Women seem faceless Her smile is so alluring
center A girl told me once Not to call her “sexy”. She said its kind of insulting in… But after she broke it down for me
I gotta make it... Kept the world waiting With my procrastination But tell the Nation I’m on my way… My clothes are still in the dryer
I only see this going in one direc… So what say we, Catch a buzz, Then take this thing to ..infinity and beyond!
center I’ve given 1,000 speeches Yet, in your presence I’m speechl… Being face-to-face with the epitom… Is truly thought numbing–
She wants to go back to where it s… When she was gay and innocent-hear… Never giving less than all of her… It didn’t take her long to realize… When with pigs, all is just never…
Do you ever ask yourself, what is… Why are we here? What are we mean… The assurance of death leaves us a… Life is too short, if only we had… What’s the rules? Survival of the…
Step outside your comfort zone.. now you’re one of us. Doesn’t It feel glorious? Our two Worlds collided When we survived it
I really don’t wanna speak too extensively on this, it's still a touchy topic. Plus, I’m still kinda in denial and not ready to accept this. I started to post a status in your honor a c...
Life 'kills’' me Yet, I’m 'dieing' to live This is my 'death’' wish I write of 'death’’ Is this not 'murder'’