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Monday, December 30, 2013

dance

lit up with fire of desire to dance
dance into the night of imagination
Painful the dance of aloneness
scorched by the desire of love

Seen by many for I am the dancer
dancing with the words on this page
not to let them slip by into the neverness
love of dance love of life love never had

Dance pulling at my mind
getting into my being ....alone
time for the never ending movement
to pass into the past of life

Saturday, December 28, 2013

Happily married

Happily married cause she left me
Gone to who knows where
Happily married the quite the ease
Gone to where I do not care
Living on my own care is gone life is a breeze

Working for me playing for me
I am the me man and I go where I am
Lost in the music of life
Dreaming of what has not been seen
Love was and is the never ending dream
danced by me for me and with me

Women complain that there is no one to dance
I am no one and I dance alone
I am rejected clean and tidy
well dressed and not spoken for

Do not ever complain you do not know
and will never know you are for show
Slapped from life to the highway of destiny
I carry the ring on my finger and my sorrow
To slap you back unavailable to your stupidity
To play your game ever tomorrow

Go be gone for I am
Judice and never tried for wrong
Worse than death worse than
Living a death with out a death song
Sworn to tragedy of a life never more....

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Buiding life

Building my life with out a wife
So many things to do
The screaming noise of the acetylene tourch
Keeps calling out to you

Gypsy wagon done and gone
Many to count are boats
Making a little screaming car
is one more thing I persue.

Flooded house and pouring rain
I grow from naught I know
Silence in the night is lame
but noise of what is not mine

A girl I would not never know
Is but a fleeting thought
To never love is not a crime
or to dance away the hours

Sunday, December 1, 2013

David Julze and Tiago.

Yes I remember the joys of happiness of fun and laughter
Your names ring the bell of happiness and the twig of life I still have
Twig rides with me on my journey and reminds me of love
Yes I have changed for the best is yet to come in abundant ways

I think as to where life takes you on your journeys
Life has its ups and downs and the more ups the better
People are thrown at me with there problems to solve
I often ask why is this for me I do not want it.

Best wishes to all at this time of life
May all your experiences be kind to you
May love be long and lasting with bits of elation
Thrown in to add spice to you lives anyway

The following is the first post
I meet the three wise men today David Juelz and Tiago.

Smiles all round a laugh and a joke
Simple things said with a laugh and a smoke
I never partook of there wonderful ways
They are now gone a memory a haze

Life is so great for there thoughts of concern
making me live with fire to burn
Into my soul into my mind
Thank you so much for I was near blind
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This pair

This pair of nothingness gloom drifts upon my soul
Taken from me my only lover and friend gone to where
tears of happiness to have had and lost and gone forever
dizziness of mind and sight games played upon my soul

Broken and bemused as to the why of the terror of loneliness
used by some for there only needs and deeds of selfishness
I will never dance with the passion I once had for the dance of love
Solo dance never used never hurt and always with me in dreams of

Females use me and cast me from there sight
until there is no one to dance the dance of life
I was shaken by the people of supposed friends
drifting back into my self the safe place to be alone

Whores of used

The party for the long dead god if you will
The mass for the approaching years start
Dreamt up for the pleasure of some ladies
Speak and then not to speak are there games

Love is long begone from my sides pillow
These horrible games of you can you can't
used buy you for your own pleasure and sorrow
life on earths begotten filth ridden dirt and water

I will never be used by the female spirit of desire
be broken by the wits end of nothing ever done
Bastards of lifes bad deeds broken in the minds  eye
Then spoken to like a whore of life and death again and again