Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
Bruce Lee
Running Rose Poetry
My love for poetry will never fade, for the time I have on this earth is something to remember in all its changing stages...
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Young
I remember the younger days when the sun would touch our faces and the laughter sounded like wind chimes in the air. The humor that went on and bounced off the sounds of the bicycle bells.
Wind in my hair not a care in the world dreaming of what the future my hold before it came crashing down before us.
Ah remembering what was gives away to hope of the future.
Wind in my hair not a care in the world dreaming of what the future my hold before it came crashing down before us.
Ah remembering what was gives away to hope of the future.
Destiny
Fighting your destiny is like fighting a battle you can't win. Just have to go along with the ride.
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Friday, June 1, 2012
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Only two ways....
Oh I got that now...
either it is or it isn't...
yes or no...
go or stop...
red or green...
purple is the only color in between...
its only two ways in life it seems...
black and white no technicolor tonight...
so lay back and hear this tune keep on writing the verses while my voice sings the chorus through...
making beautiful music that only my soul hums its tune...
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Sooo Wat
This is something like the holocaust and till I die I will keep doing this cause I am fucking boss.
Keep going til I can't, but who is gonna stop me, seems like I am the only one on my grind. This is who I am, I am not faking anymore.
Keep going til I can't, but who is gonna stop me, seems like I am the only one on my grind. This is who I am, I am not faking anymore.
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