Bien, thanks for fixing it up again! Sometimes the fixes are very interesting, in their own right. =)
don't dump her at dusk
she really does care for you
the eyes say it all.
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Bien, thanks for fixing it up again! Sometimes the fixes are very interesting, in their own right. =)
don't dump her at dusk
she really does care for you
the eyes say it all.
the eyes say it all
the ears see it before them
the mouth silences
the eyes say it all
reflect pure pathos within
turning blue to gray
the mouth silences
the horizon dims the hue
turning blue to grey
Turning blue to grey
this aging eyes of mine
"Curse this color-blind!"
"Curse this color-blind!"
day is night and night is night
and you are his Moon!
and you are his moon
the stars blanket the night sky
reflection of me
reflection of me
'child is father of the man'
what about mothers?
What about mothers?
Care, tenderness, affection
There's too much to say!!!
there's too much to say
and but three lines to do it
nature of the game ;)
There's too much to say!!!
And I'm sick of saying it!!!
You never listen.
You never listen
You never care for my words
What on earth are you?
What on earth are you?
Perhaps not on the earth, or
maybe, just nothing
maybe, just nothing
like every thing nothing too
co-exists to be/
co-exists to be
co-conspirators in heist
to rob of all love
to rob of all love
is impossible, way too strong
emotion conquers
emotion conquers
you fall on the couch of love
and forget yourself.
and forget yourself
taken in by the other
or hoping to be
or hoping to be
what hope begets in such case
You know what I mean!
You know what I mean!
Elaboration futile
Why do you ask me?
Why do you ask me?
put that question to yourself
are not women first?
Are not women first?
In action - not in being
put them into place
put them into place
these embodiments of love
'creatures' called women!
"creatures" called women!
gorgons and harpies collude
'gainst trophy mermaids
'gainst trophy mermaids
men shouldn't express hard words
By holy Gorgons!
by holy Gorgons!
sweet cherub of Olympus
take up your trained bow...
take up your trained bow
machine gun makes too much noise
for angels to die!
for angels to die
more than just blood must be spilt
unjust souls draw blades
unjust souls draw blades
grinning, they slice your essence
laughing, they toss it
laughing, they toss it
lunge to put it in the net
a round thing this time!
a round thing, this "time"
cyclical but directed
hands steady rolling.
hands steady rolling
searching for the teredines
zygodactile worms
burn and rage away
bright embers sifted through sand
glowing hourglass
OOPs! I must have been on the wrong page - just skip me everyone! sorry and thanks!
glowing hourglass
essential sign of lost days
written into noise
zygodactile worms
gods from beneath stone and ash
written into noise
written into noise
of sand slowly sliding down
glowing hourglass
glowing hourglass
sifting sand of grains of light
noting the end now
noting the end now
not sure about the beginning
we end to begin.
Geez, thanks...you guys really fix my mistake well. Someone likes the phrase "glowing hourglass"! :lol:
we end to begin
now the self has sifted through
timeless grains of thought
timeless grains of thought
glittering bright 'neath the moon
hard crusts of knowledge