Lundi:
-A Beginning...
Blasting through life
Ill advised choices the norm...
Can we smile in the face of death
and forever be the same...
Daemonic horde ushering from fiery gates
Terror and destruction in its wake...
Be my friend, and take my hand
Help the unfortunate and needy...
Last night i had dream
you were trying to kill me...
Beaming enjoyment
A natural expression...
Truest Lies.
T he ink scribbles onto pieces of tattered paper...
What makes a poem?
Is it the rhyme and flow...
An angel I have spied
came to me one stormy night...
I look in the mirror everyday
i guess I'm expecting something to change...
Bitter nightmares flash back infront of eyes,
Tip of tongue stung 'till poetry could stand...