sábado, 19 de enero de 2013

lunes, 22 de octubre de 2012

domingo, 21 de octubre de 2012

Blood I've shed ,blood I've held
Living or dead
Of you
Of me
Don't tell this is the way to be

An Anonymous Poet.
The road

The road to heaven the road to hell
from bird to shell

The road to healing the road to worse
whet a powerful source



The curse, the curse, the curse
of knowing to where the road
heads
and not where it ends.

An Anonymous Poet.

Nightfall take me away


Ignore all the pain


Give the mistakes to the stream


Hour,the hour has come


Taking all the memories away


Fight, fighting for a freedom that won't


Arrive and sacrifice  his


Life for my internal


Light
                        An Anonymous poet

Sky's are bleu
Sky's are grey
They will never stop to be a gate

Sky's are black
Sky's are white
They're an area of conflict and fight

Sky's are orange
Sky's are pink
They come up from the ocean to sink

Sky's are purple 
Sky's are green
Made to been seen

An Anonymous Poet 

Guilt:

It won't leave,It won't leave. It staid on my body just like blood stains on a carpet. I watch grow bigger whit much sorrow and great pain. whispers in the trees are going to commit treason. They're going to say that I'm the one. I got to run far away from here. Because I can't take it anymore. I'm going to break. Break apart from this world. 
From yours.

An Anonymous Poet