Philadelphia of yore on this very… Upon our chasing the British away… On July fourth, seventeen seventy… An assemblage of delegates in the… Came to sign a declaration of inde…
Me
Oh my God! Oh no, oh no! What am I going to do? Lord, have mercy on me. I’m helpless. I’m scared. Oh no, oh no! I’m afraid that if I press the wrong button on my new remote, my TV...
Words of spite in their wayward fl… From unconscious places to weeping… From dark holes to windy candles, From spiteful mouths to sensitive… From dark caves to iridescent stre…
Fourth & four on their twenty yard… Ten seconds to go, running out of… Down by four, the biggest play to… A true test of power, so it’s time… Hut, hut, - hut, a fake to the run…
A precious resonance echoed within… A tolling that brought the spirits… A golden sound that clung to my sp… A spiritual sanctification from th… A lingering that lingered not long…
Booming silence at the gates of the hidden castle aloft, silent trumpets in the eastern ski… florid rays streaming from the bel… from a pot of gold
Words sewn together with vibrant c… with sinewy threads among all othe… splashing upon the parchment in ar… running wild like lovers in sweet… pulling the colors from the rainbo…
Amidst the storm, the hell on nigh… The wicked blasphemy is on the fly… The black clouds carry on their bl… Behind the devil’s doors the showi… The hub of evil tempers is swirlin…
Deep crimson wings drifting in the… As heaven looks down with its lovi… At one lover alone and one heart i… Acting in compliance to fill that… Found a young maiden of twenty lon…
As a flower needs a seed, charity needs an urge, a place in the heart for love to be influential; where it directs all external actions that charity requires. Religion teaches about tha...
Tears of the frozen north, nature’s offering here brought fo… of wintry skies and trembling clou… a weaver of white and bantam shrou… a floating down with the melodic w…
Glassy waters, tranquil mood, Deep sea furnaces, heated environs… Air of the Nautical Gods, Hymns of the sleepy giants, Dreams of the lazy summers,
I finally fell asleep after tossing and turning. I drifted off into a sea of dreams, peaceful like the aftermath of a storm. I was in paradise in the arms of a beautiful woman who sang...
From dust to dust and poets to the… and words go down with sunken ship… Vibrating words no longer rattle t… and the prose no longer tastes tha… The tides and the moon are no long…