Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I would split it..

Gravity is a centripital voyage..

Sounds awsome..

I liked..was a sort of rhyme riddle...Perhaps you need riddle the rhymes to better understand life..I think we poets must do that for a better comprehension..

Am glad..I wonder if this is too private a topic to post though..I am only hoping someone may relate..

Like a sad little Girl
she starts to cry.
Shedding Butterfly tears
from Butterscotch eyes.

Reminiscence of pain
and wishes to die
Past memories of fear
and moments of why

She now head butts it all
to protect what’s within
Her pains defense is a wall
which she calls her a friend

Promiscuities her ...

One I said the other day.." I may be leaving soon and I most likely will not be back..I will regret for my life if I do not at least get to taste one of your kisses.."

mnaz..I hate crowded places. I love to live on Islands..
hester prynne..Thanks..
joel..If your ever this way..stop by and we will go Fishing..

I wonder if somehow someway someone will say
should we dig up the year 2006..
wonder if we will be someday lost to history..

I dreamed as a Seabird
and squealed in glee
rejoicing with Nature
in it’s harmony.

I think this will be a fine day
then schools of Fish I see
a meal shone by the Sunrise
glorious in it’s infancy.

Then I wake and bake
to celebrate
the rise of the Sun
the birth of this day.

It’s good sometimes ...