The lasting days of cherished thoughts,
of nights in each others arms,
The lasting days of thoughts of devotion,
of someone who’s now gone.
The lasting days of cherished thoughts,
while missing one true love.
The lasting days of signs from above,
we spend time in solitude remembering,
those cherished days.
The lasting days of cherished thought,
will continue for a lifetime,
will be engrained in our hearts.
The lasting days of cherished thoughts,
of embracing times and travel,
will carry us through the darkness.
The lasting days of cherished thoughts,
will be missed when they are gone.
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Drama Queen
She's always causing a scene
Everywhere she goes
All the money she's spent
She's a little drama queen.
She likes older men
Took them for a ride
All the time trying to hide
What she really was inside.
It was always about her
Hating everything that took your attention
Living her lies
Causing nothing but tension.
She's always causing a scene
Everywhere she goes
All the money she's spent
She's a little drama queen.
Her history looks real bad
Like she wants to stick it to dad
She's moving on to other victims
Left so many in the dust
Feeling like they've been had.
Her troubles they compound
Like all the friends she's left
in a local lost and found
It's hard to imagine nothing but her
Self absorbed and a mean desire to stir.
She's always causing a scene
Everywhere she goes
All the money she's spent
She's a little drama queen.
Everywhere she goes
All the money she's spent
She's a little drama queen.
She likes older men
Took them for a ride
All the time trying to hide
What she really was inside.
It was always about her
Hating everything that took your attention
Living her lies
Causing nothing but tension.
She's always causing a scene
Everywhere she goes
All the money she's spent
She's a little drama queen.
Her history looks real bad
Like she wants to stick it to dad
She's moving on to other victims
Left so many in the dust
Feeling like they've been had.
Her troubles they compound
Like all the friends she's left
in a local lost and found
It's hard to imagine nothing but her
Self absorbed and a mean desire to stir.
She's always causing a scene
Everywhere she goes
All the money she's spent
She's a little drama queen.
Monday, May 6, 2013
I cling to life
I cling to the things I know,
to the things that show,
my hands look old!
Pain has become a long term friend,
with never a once seeing the end,
so I cling to life.
Beauty, love and cherished things,
and the creativity that morning brings,
help me cling to life.
My legs, my hands, my aching head,
are all the things I dread,
but I cling to life.
Soon I may be the last man standing,
which looks like nonsense and meandering,
And yet I cling to life.
to the things that show,
my hands look old!
Pain has become a long term friend,
with never a once seeing the end,
so I cling to life.
Beauty, love and cherished things,
and the creativity that morning brings,
help me cling to life.
My legs, my hands, my aching head,
are all the things I dread,
but I cling to life.
Soon I may be the last man standing,
which looks like nonsense and meandering,
And yet I cling to life.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Narcissistic Psycho Bitch
It's all about you,
Turning faces purple and blue,
Spending your days self absorbed,
Never once admitting you're board,
Using people as you go,
Until most tell you to go blow.
Religions call such things a sin,
The rest of us know your just a has-been,
The real world sees the real you,
Letters from friends and you don't have a clue.
Being narcissistic is not a virtue,
It is the thing that makes others despise you,
One day there will be no one left,
To give your delusional ego a lift,
Friends keep going as you lose more of your mind,
Wondering why it is you've been left behind.
Your involvement with men is disgusting at best,
Knowing you use them while flaunting your chest,
A pitiful display of delusional behavior,
All the while claiming a savior,
Someday life will catch up with you,
And it will be you whose face will turn purple and blue.
The truth is what matters in life,
The very thing that causes you strife,
You hurt people by your actions and lies,
But that does not stop you and your lame ass spies,
The world is a wonderful place,
That will be better when purple and blue cover your face.
A narcissistic psycho bitch is not the way to be,
Something everyone has been trying to make you see.
Turning faces purple and blue,
Spending your days self absorbed,
Never once admitting you're board,
Using people as you go,
Until most tell you to go blow.
Religions call such things a sin,
The rest of us know your just a has-been,
The real world sees the real you,
Letters from friends and you don't have a clue.
Being narcissistic is not a virtue,
It is the thing that makes others despise you,
One day there will be no one left,
To give your delusional ego a lift,
Friends keep going as you lose more of your mind,
Wondering why it is you've been left behind.
Your involvement with men is disgusting at best,
Knowing you use them while flaunting your chest,
A pitiful display of delusional behavior,
All the while claiming a savior,
Someday life will catch up with you,
And it will be you whose face will turn purple and blue.
The truth is what matters in life,
The very thing that causes you strife,
You hurt people by your actions and lies,
But that does not stop you and your lame ass spies,
The world is a wonderful place,
That will be better when purple and blue cover your face.
A narcissistic psycho bitch is not the way to be,
Something everyone has been trying to make you see.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Purge the consequences of your life
We spend endless days thinking of fears unknown,
watching others do the same,
when the day is done our heads are thick with strife,
the time has come to purge the consequences of life.
Drama queens feel the need to control,
they fill each life with a heartless soul,
time to say good riddance to such people,
because the time has come to purge the consequences of life.
Anger fills the endless tide of emotions,
in this new world order there is enough to fill all of the worlds oceans,
words filled with vile and distrust,
dictate to all who hear them with a veniumus thrust,
that the time has come to purge the consequences of life.
watching others do the same,
when the day is done our heads are thick with strife,
the time has come to purge the consequences of life.
Drama queens feel the need to control,
they fill each life with a heartless soul,
time to say good riddance to such people,
because the time has come to purge the consequences of life.
Anger fills the endless tide of emotions,
in this new world order there is enough to fill all of the worlds oceans,
words filled with vile and distrust,
dictate to all who hear them with a veniumus thrust,
that the time has come to purge the consequences of life.
Creativity runs deep inside me.
My words are thoughts that stem from my wealth of past experiences,
they are my words,
they will always be my words and they will never run silent.
My photography is my view of the world through the lens of a camera,
I've been to many places, seen many, many things,
my images tell stories and those stories will never be squelched.
My art is obvious, the study of life as I see it,
it may be an abstract, or a portrait,
my art is the creative essence with in me rising to the surface,
making a statement about our times, people, life.
These things I create are about everyone and they are about no one but me,
if you see your self in these things look again,
because there are many others who have inspired the things I create.
I have a voice, a creative mind and a creative spirit,
it will not be silenced or altered to meet the demands of anyone,
it is my creativity and these are my creations,
this is my mark on the world for all to enjoy!
I am looking forward to posting updates on the latest set of paintings, and I just started a new abstract series using the organics of life that I am very excited about.
they are my words,
they will always be my words and they will never run silent.
My photography is my view of the world through the lens of a camera,
I've been to many places, seen many, many things,
my images tell stories and those stories will never be squelched.
My art is obvious, the study of life as I see it,
it may be an abstract, or a portrait,
my art is the creative essence with in me rising to the surface,
making a statement about our times, people, life.
These things I create are about everyone and they are about no one but me,
if you see your self in these things look again,
because there are many others who have inspired the things I create.
I have a voice, a creative mind and a creative spirit,
it will not be silenced or altered to meet the demands of anyone,
it is my creativity and these are my creations,
this is my mark on the world for all to enjoy!
I am looking forward to posting updates on the latest set of paintings, and I just started a new abstract series using the organics of life that I am very excited about.
Monday, September 10, 2012
Love
Love is desire,
admiration,
is a warm body to snuggle with,
dreaming of what could be,
Love is missing you.
Love is far from hate,
has no room for debate,
is beyond arguments,
Love is not born from acts of jealousy.
Love is not sex,
Nor is love meant to perplex,
Love is knowing whatever is true,
So understand when I say,
I love you!
admiration,
is a warm body to snuggle with,
dreaming of what could be,
Love is missing you.
Love is far from hate,
has no room for debate,
is beyond arguments,
Love is not born from acts of jealousy.
Love is not sex,
Nor is love meant to perplex,
Love is knowing whatever is true,
So understand when I say,
I love you!
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