Monthly Archives: January 2012

Don’t think, Feel!


  I feel like death is fucking calling me! Reaching out its cold embrace, tightening its grip around my neck I feel the comfort of a time once touched, pass… and slip away, As the consistent flashes of a life

Don’t think, Feel!


  I feel like death is fucking calling me! Reaching out its cold embrace, tightening its grip around my neck I feel the comfort of a time once touched, pass… and slip away, As the consistent flashes of a life

Question: Who am I?


  When the cold stutter is upon me I will brace myself to welcome it’s dawdle. While the chance of my envious praise shall mould manic convulsions. Stormy, predominant and poignant my classed confusion sick to step. Chide the childish

Question: Who am I?


  When the cold stutter is upon me I will brace myself to welcome it’s dawdle. While the chance of my envious praise shall mould manic convulsions. Stormy, predominant and poignant my classed confusion sick to step. Chide the childish

Sadness: Tragedy of Heart


  Death… when it becomes you, the choice of thought evades the instinct. You then realize what it is like to be the one, to love and lust after a presence that no longer exists. Where does your passion lie

Sadness: Tragedy of Heart


  Death… when it becomes you, the choice of thought evades the instinct. You then realize what it is like to be the one, to love and lust after a presence that no longer exists. Where does your passion lie

Causalities Manifestation


  Heady as I approach a conclusion, rained in a perspective of intense disillusion. The change of previous decisions scheming the continuous delay of a concrete situation. Rather, delude self by dwelling in abstract conversations conservation. The materialization of my

Causalities Manifestation


  Heady as I approach a conclusion, rained in a perspective of intense disillusion. The change of previous decisions scheming the continuous delay of a concrete situation. Rather, delude self by dwelling in abstract conversations conservation. The materialization of my

Actions: Submit and Retreat


  I Submit…   Walk away… From delusions and denials Willing the road of transition to be a final one, Leading to secure status and lack of power attitude minds tussles… Not necessarily feeling resolution but admitting defeat I bow

Actions: Submit and Retreat


  I Submit…   Walk away… From delusions and denials Willing the road of transition to be a final one, Leading to secure status and lack of power attitude minds tussles… Not necessarily feeling resolution but admitting defeat I bow

Will: Message !?


  I dwell on the shores of melancholy and wait for clarity Actually I have based my emotions on the synergy between fact and fantasy Propelled by frailty through various decisions, dimensions and….. the whims of flask task left on

Will: Message !?


  I dwell on the shores of melancholy and wait for clarity Actually I have based my emotions on the synergy between fact and fantasy Propelled by frailty through various decisions, dimensions and….. the whims of flask task left on

My Affair…


  The word of the world becomes a note on which I float When I indulge myself… in the serenity of sensual serenading sultry tones Plug in… and jack out… and off… to take a leave of mutated senses causing

My Affair…


  The word of the world becomes a note on which I float When I indulge myself… in the serenity of sensual serenading sultry tones Plug in… and jack out… and off… to take a leave of mutated senses causing