• SIt. And watch as the world around you changes. You only sit, and watch. The lives around you pass by and the only recognition of this feat is when you yourself finally joins them

  • Far away skies in the light in darkness. My peering eyes look to the keepers of the universe. Their shining eyes overlook every child, every man, and every sin, to the dawn of the ages.

  • Christmas time, a time of merriment and warmth of the sweaters we don. Christmas a time a praise, joy and family. Christmas, a time of death as the white snow layers the earth.

  • The lustrous fields of white linen sheets ran smoothly over her arms. The thick fresh laundry smell wafted in the air. A scream, a shot, and those white sheets turned red.

  • The stars are black and yet warmth of cold. The trees are bare and yet the leaves adorn their feet. The sunlight brightens these colors

  • The light shone off the myriad of the waters. Each starlet barely peeked from the cloud of trees overhead. The light fought and sent its stars to those in the worlds

  • Calling, screaming, drowning in the sound. I run but I have not ran. I scream yet no sound reaches ears. The voices of the worlds are silenced one by one, til the destruction of mankind.

  • The stars watch over the children of the night, feeding them their silvery nectar. The light that which nurtures our young, is the very night that poisons the world

  • Over the tallest mountain, and across the deepest waters. I search the ways to thy beauty. Under the stars and through the mist, I find mine heart’s desire,

  • Tread through the forest of ages past
    See the stars that guide the vast
    The waters they show us the light
    To walk in the dark, afraid of night

  • Tale that twists a thousand time
    Song that changes with every rhyme
    Move me, heal me in way of light
    O healing tale take me from night

  • A myriad of sound resonated around us
    A mystical of harmonies, encircling trust
    And in their glorious contribution
    Look how we repay them

  • Sorrow often creeps into our soul
    the sadness leaving our hearts too much to bear
    In anger we hurt those innocent around us
    We fight, we argue, complain and don’t tip

  • Rain pelts from skies above
    Treading feet flee from a cove
    A message so small, so dire
    This message to save us all from fire

  • Fire sparked all around
    Fear entered his mind
    No one to hear his cries
    No soul to save the hostage

  • Down we fall and spiral down that hole
    Deeper and deeper we grow close to the bottom
    Our cries of help will never surface
    Our hopes of life are gone forever

  • The times cross the skies in golden chariots
    The dreams swim under the darkest of oceans
    The man stares and gives the only thing he has
    The ability to watch

  • Without hope we have no purpose
    Without imagination we have no fear
    Without loved ones we have no strive
    Without these things we have no soul

  • Evening gowns and delusional masks swirled in myriad of gold and silver lights. The strange smiles emanating from the masks provided a strange, eerie, feeling in the formal setting.

  • The knife slashed effortlessly through the air. Water hissed at a nearly boiling temperature as the blade sliced through the curtain, ripping it to shreds. Poised to strike, the assailant saw… no one…

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