waves crashing
thunder clapping
rain falling
blue sky
fly high
rainbow bloom
return home
back again
no game
by Lynnie of Hell
in fact I truly
am a loser and he is better
at everything, and
I deserve to do
this and that and snicker
and sound danged silly
i agree, but pride is
weakness magnified to
sit on a couch and
say get me another
beer...to lie, cheat steal...
child of the devil
by bs
so what if you're right?
I shouldn't do this, what then is
the answer provided?
tell me...
by bs
I have had a whole
parade of cowards that were
a distraction from...
by bs
I would like to see
such people face to face and
I'll bet I do at
times... the stinger keeps
going...keeps stinging, till the cow
is a victim of it's own charge
by bs
my purpose is to
keep fighting and then wait for
a tormentor to
end up on the obit
page, with a caption that says
who they were and what
those who grow up might
fare a bit better in the long
run...keep fighting
by bs
so when one gains true
dominance over the self
then he is not blind
by bs
criminal minds like
to control everyone and
blame everyone for
their own failures in
life, and then control others
to forget their own
M. Scott Peck's People of the Lie, behind the bluster, there is great fear, and great self hatred
by bs
my purpose in life
is my own to consume those
who challenge me in
internet forums
what I should and should not do
beware telling those
you try to push, down
intimidate for your plans
and Satan's will flop up
by bs
moving the candle
from this room to another
the moths are confused
by vince
Hey moo
Yet one more failure
Dominance over "What"? "Who"?
You must be simple?
"In the Head"
by Get a life of moo
wrapping the presents
putting up decorations
christmas is much work
by jro90069 of los angeles
So have you found your
Purpose in life yet, bs?
It sure ain't writing
by moo
and people like to
be hecklers and all that like
little man syndrome
by bs
sometimes when he's mad
my cat thinks outside the box
what can I say then
by Lisa of Colorado
I come to this site
To establish dominance
Which isn't too hard
by moo
anais nin is
a name on a journal and
she's famous for it
oh, henri miller?
by bs
sun rose in my heart
if just for an illusion
the warmth..beautiful
by no such thing as
Page loads quite quickly
The title says 'sumbit', oops;
I think that's 'submit.'
by Captain Obvious
Echoing whispers
Fragmented memories fade
Immortality.
by Sareni
Once true, once secure,
What was mutual now lies-
Unrequited; dead.
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
Drops of moisture fall
Eloquent in their silence;
Their presence says all.
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
Images flash 'round,
Leathery wings flutter off;
Bats in cinemas.
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
When comes the morning?
This canopy of darkness
No longer my path
by Sareni
Swords flash, blood sprays wide,
His armor gleams in moonlight;
The Templar of Steel.
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
we all fall down...common
not all of us get back up
that is a warrior
by GC of US Of A
they said they knew rite
what they knew they did not know
to know what they didnt
by gc of US Of A
There's a fly in this...
Soup, if you can call it that.
I want a refund.
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
blackness out above
waiting for the light to show here
before we all fade...gone
by GC of US Of A
She watches the shore
Emblazoned fury; Lust; Love
Midnight solitude.
by Sareni
Beautiful in grace:
The movement of a swan's neck-
Irrevocable.
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
A soft breeze lingers
Reminiscent of lost dreams
Free; Ecstatic peace.
by Sareni
"Fetch me a drink" So!!
Zabadooey is back here
Using the name moo
by watching you of Make one false slip and your off
Whistling, a man walks,
His footfalls are soft yet firm;
Then the arrow hits.
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
Tonight the waves crash
Incomprehensible; Blue
Made of diamonds
by Sareni
In the green of fields
Small birds peck at smaller grain;
The scarecrow looks on.
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
Where sound meets no ear,
Days gather 'round the lost scroll;
Which is quite silly.
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
I would rather read
Anais Nin than Ayn Rand;
Any day-ve the week.
by Liza Lot of objectivism is better represented in autobiography than in fiction. hands down.
Foreign matter floats
In my ear with squeaky wax
I think I'll shower
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
Where sinister frogs
Drown in swampy molasses
Death laughs in great glee
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
Where sound meets no ear,
Days gather 'round the lost scroll
by Templar of Steel of 12th Century Scotland
read away..stoned thoughts
they make perfect common sence
like you must shit too
by well duh
I would rather read
more Ana
by Liza Lot of Pfft, Rand. Rand + Objectivism = Contradictio in terminis. The belief of objectivism is by far better expressed in the autobiog
it will take too long
I wonder if you're watching
I take off my bra
by in the bedroom
he sees her his sway
he wants his hands planted there
he wants the control
by bill
ants yelling timber
watch them scatter, oh but then
damn a chalk line drawn
by cant go over it, cant go under it
more frosting is spread
this act is soothing to me
a sweet quick love fix
by classic
his seduction ran
i felt the surge inside me
blushed and coy i teased
the bathroom is where
the door closed i started to
play pretend with myself
his love inspired me
amazing rain drops fell down
the floor, a puddle was
by galoshes
in this life it is
not who you know, but rather
it's... WHOM you know
by check
ball getting bigger
I wondered how this could be
and then it hit me
by big balls