Beneath the infernal pits, the hell hole in the unfathomable, the seed of evil germinating in unholy gardens, an imminent breaking through
The Conquest She’s so sweet, so pure, so white Like a virgin blowing kisses throu… Come darkness her cringing mystery… She can’t find shelter among darke…
Blessed air from ancient islands a… down from heaven with trumpets sou… music of the cherubims swirling th… as the voice of the angels speak f… speaking from pure thoughts with s…
To the northern skies, an anxious… From the blistered earth, the crus… Scorched by the rays of the sun, A plea of mercy from the withered… To the keeper of the pilfered chil…
You are so beautiful, dressed up in your seductive finery. Your glowing body is like Helios, the Greek God of the sun, as you draw everyone to you. You are like the first glance of th...
The deeper that sorrow carves into our being, the more room is made available for joy to settle in. Through suffering comes the highest joy. Only vines transplanted from Gethsemane ca...
Children who survived the domestic wars are the victors. The parents are the perennial losers who keep on fighting until they die. The children saw the disintegration of the familial bo...
You are so little, you could lose yourself among those that matter, as you are just one seed that stands alone. Acres upon empty acres laugh at you as you cringe beneath their heavy fe...
An ode to you and what you are, To what you’ve done and what you d… To your commitment to wisdom’s way… To your compliance to wisdom’s law… To your ability to see what they a…
Orchestral swells to the common ma… a swooping unnoticed and unheard, a race to the highest peak, eliding over the intricate notes, skipping over tender moments,
Into the depths go I alone Traveling at a careful pace Over land and sea, foam and mist Heavy armour and smiling masks With a surface so clear and so mis…
Run and hide Mr. Tom. Your days of immunity are all gone… Thanksgiving is around the corner. The axe man is getting warmer. Be the smartest turkey in the farm…
The score is 2– 0 in the top of the sixth; 100 pitches thrown by the starter who’s been mowing down the batters with ease. Now it’s time for the right handed reliever to come in and fac...
The beauty of the veil and frontal… Of moral manner and saintliness al… A shining, a glowing, an aura of p… A look into heaven and further hea… A look into the knighting of the b…
Universal man of varied faces, product of a meticulous design from the blueprint of creation, a plan to adapt to the extreme con… that fuel the violence of nature,