Drunk off the love of your flame
Feeling numb to the game
Laid apon  your heart of touch
Sinking in the depths of dust
Instance knowledge
History.

Wings are flying as thedust ages
Your stomach and lungs are shutting down
Feeling sick after drinking your spirits
As the universe grows golden in your veins

Lay awake a night
Desire to fit in
Just a chance to make a point
A joyful power
Landed in space
Chest pounding
Poetry is a waken

Nights are dark
Lips long to touch
Hearts pounding
Waiting watching
Tines goes by playing music
Leaves a moment on your heart
Apart of the time just minutes away feels like nights of dark

A Burning Flame
A woman met a man
they seem to drawn to each other
it seem as if their insance energy would long for naked love
Not knowing where they were going they decided to shut the box of feelings
resting themselves for hurt
A man met the same woman
now it seems like everything is going but would society keep all this and that underneath
their bones are shattering not knowing
river keep flowing
frogs keep crocing
colour  keep changing
wait until my next poem to see if they held on for sparks to burn

short poem

Fingers resting on my face
bones shattering in space
a woman feeling naked love with insane energy
society undernaeth waiting to strike
looking a shut down box

I'm always Right

I'm never wrong im always right
every time i speak its like i know
days go by and finding out
im never wrong i'm  always right
i speak few listen and wishing that they did
i'm never wrong im always right
tattooed it proudly
days or nights
i 'm never wrong i'm always right