Writing
2012
LOVE STORY
Love's color
Has the smell
Of GunPowder,i Exile – Vol. 1
Well, now that iExile is back up and all the malicious intruders are out, we plan to make this…
Virtual
the face I see, I dream
tomorrow I'd love
my fingertips forgot the longing for whispersWhispering deserter
Last night I deserted the war that was waged between
the entities
were left in the trenches they ownedThe Good Days
Today’s a happier day, it’s brighter
Don’t mind the rapier’s sway, don’t fight ‘er
I get up, I go out, I get it done
2011
2010
the ontology of time
lying on my bed,
gulping from the time I do not have
I seem to lack in somethingAt last
i unspoke
unsang and undreamed
iReflection of a Dream
Out of the darkness of my dream,
The flash of a light beam,
You appeared before my eyes.input/output
saying this by writing it means that I'm silent when I speak to you there is no sound…
Stootzen, stationless & plane… still
afraid not knowing I became
I touched
it all existsSuicidal Ape
It is obvious that we can't find a common ground. We are still believers, not rational…
GATEWAY
Pushing away walls of doubt
Anticipation takes over
With every breath Heightened minds feeding off unspoken wordsemail
when i write some poetry nowdays ,i don't think at poetry at all
if someone will like to ask :hey what's all this poetry on about?
some unexpensive buzz and rotten feelings?