The Black Gas Turbo of Doom
On a night when no moon existed and a road, jet black, a lone car steadily travelled upon this road. Weak lights…all this was about to change I will tell…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
On a night when no moon existed and a road, jet black, a lone car steadily travelled upon this road. Weak lights…all this was about to change I will tell…
In darkness I cannot see but I’m walking and yet see all, it is a mind too dark it needs truth to see a way of manifestation, I knew not…
On zero speech day one hundred years from now, lips are sealed sign language is but all. Taking orders ticks on, time zero zero, neem neem 1 I say, go…
The one sided coin flipped and revealed truth, the gravity of the moon around this coin, the coin began to spin and shine, it revealed brilliant joy to behold excitment…
Love like the deep flowing beast of the river slow and deeply pulsing in mass, slowly creeping upon you, alas the beautiful flow does not always arrive at once you…