truth of poetry


July 2014

Silver salvation. ( the next track by Dorian Grey)



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There was a time when being alone, was having her beside you

Relax’d in each others embrace, presence and passions

Scaling the walls, Did our love bleed, Ascending towards the heavens of Zeus, Jesus, Buddha and all the other black nameless God’s of our time


Her kiss, Burn’d onto my lips

How I miss, Holding onto her hips

Pure bliss, on the rose tips

Dancing amiss, in the garden of pips


Dreams weave’d from reality

(since reality has now trump’d Surreality)

Her skin soft, satin and colour’d with a dark silk

Dancing in the rain

Dripping with passion

Desire for beauty

Deep, Dark eyes piercing toward the devils “good side”

Starring down the world

Tearing down the walls

Bearing the falls



Angels we have heard on high 

Sweetly sings her beautiful lullaby 

and the mountains in reply, echo in a joyful sing 




poetry found on AMAZON!!

elected endeavours of emperors just some great poetry




he had spoken


the jester said in compliance


not to be roped in


to never be fined

socialize, romanticize, problemize all your thoughts to compromise to hollywood


calling cards                                                                          lost and found

falling hard towards a plate of knives                                     toss’d and bound

a bed of nails to treat those hives                                         Boss’d the sound

a ghost for alive lives                                                          held around the sound that was found

a special, half off any dive                                                  in a tightly bound envelop

cascading down to find a sound and carrie frowned on TV


goodbye to all the stars

hello to the fans afar

and we can find the only time to scar

up in the sky with a silver lining in the dive bars


beer cans, whiskey hands, bottles laying on stands, dreaming of far off lands

as we play out the bands


Stunnin’ as always

Tattoo’d, line’d & Accentin’ the curves of her hips 

Colours invade an already stunning spectrum of beauty, shadin’ in with soft lips & captivatin’ eyes

(windows to a soul that lights the darkest of nights)

Skin so soft 

( what had started as white as snow now has a hue of sun, addin’ maturity to a definin’ Angel)

Cascading hair 

Dark carmel hair flows down her shoulders sealing her décolletage

(framed into becoming a picture that even the sunrise is frail to look upon)

Stunning  – An epic portrait for a demon to awake to!

Long legs lead you to her breathe taking smile

( every part captivatin’ and Intriguin’)

Elegant, Flaw’d in all the perfect ways 

Hauntin’ to the touch 

Delicious to the taste 

Stunnin’ as always!!



the link below will bring you from below to above in spoken word

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