Colors
An amazing poem shared by a talented writer.
An amazing poem shared by a talented writer.
Darkness.. Life become less needful. Men with dead eyes learn to love the strip clubs, the drink and the war. Darkness overtake men who had learn love is bitter, life is a pain… Continue reading
Drinking song… Once I met Bukowski in California and he told me. Never truth a man, who never drinks. I learn with old age. He was right. Drunk men or women will tell… Continue reading
Like a river, going to the sea… I am following the moving river and I can smell the sea in the air. I decided I was a prisoner in a mess-up prison. I… Continue reading
Ghosts, nightmares and dead ends… One— I ordered one more Bloody Mary from my one arm bartender. He is the best bartender in Texas. His drinks, like ambrosia for the sleeping mind. I… Continue reading
Fucking crazy… One— I loved the saddest women in the taverns. They have nothing to lose or gain. The angry ladies make me smile and they love me. They knew, we were soulmates… Continue reading
Brave One— We loved the Spring days, we loved the dancing with Lake St. Clair on a April Spring morning. When you hugged me tightly and you whispered to me. I love… Continue reading
Show me, where it hurts… One- She was a earth angel, she had a raging spirit and she loved the sea, the deep forest. She weaved safe place for me with the beach… Continue reading
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“Speak low if you speak love.” William Shakespeare I wilt nay let thee fall with me,I’ve an obnoxious portrait come to thee: A path of loneliness and…
Right and wrong… I told the young soldier, we control our destiny. Good life, bad life, we decide. My grandfather told me often. What is right, is right. What is wrong, is wrong.… Continue reading