What do you see when you look in the mirror? Do you gaze into your eyes and soul, Or merely glance at the reflection? What do you see without the makeup, the false image you present stripped away to show the unvarnished raw truth beneath?
When the Storm rages, Whipping the waters into a frenzy The Rock remains. Calm in the Storm.
If your love tank is empty, I will pour myself into you Until you overflow with the positive emotions That spring deep within me.
Having your heart ripped out by your love Leaves you gasping for breath As your soul bleeds out.
Harder to explain than nuclear physics; More complex than the weather patterns; More beautiful than the sunset, And more powerful than anything.
Grey arch overhead, Dawn hidden behind the clouds. Light still there for you.
“Oh let’s go watch her play!” “Come, let’s watch the sunset! Hold my hand, as the sky is painted with rose and gold and the day wanes.” “Coffee my dear?” All I see, all beauty. All I am, or have, Or will be. I want to share it all With you.
The rain patters on the roof, Splatters in the mud outside the window And rushes down the drainpipe In a torrent of heaven’s tears, Cleansing the earth As we sit inside Weeping internally.
The descent into Darkness, Struggling through the fires of Hell, Brimstone filling my senses As demons surround me. Lower and lower into the depths, Agony leeching into my soul As I watch the miserable wretches Tormented and twisted, Their sins reflected a million fold; Breaking bodies and spirits As I remember the Fall: From the […]
Frumosul meu fluture; Mama viselor mele. Musa care dă naștere la poezii și pasiuni. English Translation: My beautiful butterfly; Mother of my dreams. The Muse that gives rise to poems and passions.