A disorganized house is the sign of an organized mind

The Ramblings of one Partical-ular mind. Using words to create a cohesive whole of the universe. Poems and Foreign languages and mixed media.

Showing posts with label #terror. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #terror. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 27, 2016

No Words

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Standing alone in the crowd Afraid to enter the fray Bottled up feelings escaping Pretending it's all just play Words no longer expr...
Monday, September 1, 2014

Cento Part Two

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Cento Part Two We are screaming inside but we can’t be heard Long silence followed then again her voice was stagnant midnight stirred ...
Friday, August 22, 2014

No Words

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Someday never comes Tomorrow waits for none If you can hear me, answer Cause my darkness screams in the night My throat is raw, I’v...
Saturday, August 16, 2014

The Spectre at the Feast

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That one person no one notices The one you care about the least Haven’t you always noticed There’s always a spectre at the feast Th...
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