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If I die, my love for you. will never die

He stood beside her/she stood beside him
Hand in hand, smiling where they stand
They through caution to the wind
Making their next of kin
Traversed the world
And took it by storm

Now there is a time for everything
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to sow, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to break down, a time to build up
A time to weep, a time to laugh
A time to lose, a time to gain
There is a time for everything
But as he stood beside her/and she stood beside him
Hand in hand/smiling where they stand
There is never a time for love to fade away
And like a leave hanging on the tree in sway
He love will stand beside her now
Hand in hand

Terrorism wont stop LOVE

WE WILL UNITE
In the wake of fear
Love stands as fears opposition
IN PEACE, LOVE REIGNS
IN WAR, LOVE REIGNS
IN VIOLENCE, LOVE REIGNS
Words and fists do not need to raised to be loves assistance
LOVE CONQUERS ALL
Love brings us to the true meaning of life
Where human differences die 
Where emotions burn at the stake
And find love sitting and laughing in the ashes
CONQUERING ALL
And keeping all the lights in the sky

LOVE…….WE WILL UNITE FOR LOVE TO REIGN SUPREME

We remember

To the soldiers that gave their lives
To the innocent that gave their lives
To the men and women who stood their ground
And on this day we remember
We remember when the world forgot about their differences
And putting their issues aside to fight
To fight not for freedom
But to fight for peace and liberty
And on this day, where the poppies lay
WE REMEMBER!!!!!!

Gods of our time

Kick start this heat wave and create an evolution
Like the Genesis
Pull the trigger and bleed the revolution
Like the walls of Jericho
Watch until his feet stop kicking
Her lips dripping with blood
As her tongue starts licking
As the walls, covered in blood start sticking
This is the scene for the masses
False hood and Hollywood taught in classes
Reality is still only a scene through each different glasses
Stand fierce against the current
Trends and faux pas of this so called “peaceful, intelligent society”
Oh Hollywood and false hoods….
The gods of our time

Poetry – Recipe for Anarchy

http://www.recipeforanarchy.com/poetry/meet-your-demons-shake-hands-and-bow

Here lies a beautiful website/blog.
‘recipe for anarchy’ has everything.. Reviews of poets and poetry. Recipes for all your needs and wants.

This link is a review of my book release.
These words are touching. To have a another artist speak of a poet with praise.
This is why i write….so others may find their muse!!!

Thanks for the kind words “recipeforanarchy”

Eternity and evermore

1 year
365 days
With hand in hand walking in the rain
With some pain but a truly beautiful gain
As we painted the town red stain
This love will be sustain for all to see
This fame
We all call love!!!
This song of the morning dove
A blessing from above
All in her eyes is love
For eternity  and ever more

Grave robber grace robber

Under a midnight sky

A fresh full moon

Staring right down your throat

Still the sky changes not to blood or darkness

But to an even brighter full moon

So you can watch the grim reaper walk down the tracks  (hell hounds on leash)

Whistling your tune

Grave robber grave robber

Take my coffin

Throw it to the sea and let it take me

Secrets in art and prose

With the wine sitting on the table. Dancing with the flames of the 4 candles that are lit, all in celebration and memories of 4 years spent in an embrace of each other. Dancing through the grape vines and journeying the chasms of life. 
2 paths collided and spun in a downward spiral to find the handle just before the ground came upon the sky.
Holding each other tightly and gathering momentum and waltzing past the clouds and the crossroads.
Whispering the secrets in art and prose only into each others ears.
Kiss and enjoy the sweet honey from her lips kiss and enjoy the sweet passion from his lips.
Enjoy the day
Enjoy the nite
Let these candles burn bright. For next year we drink with 1 more candle and memories to celebrate.
Dancing with life and all the secrets in art and prose.

Hell we create

Watch as a man dressed in a black suit with a skinny tie. Strut towards the middle of the night. Longing into the foggy mist of the unknown.
In the dark there lies the evil, the nightmares, the monsters lurking in the shadows. But if you pay the man due.
He will keep those shadows wounded

Straight from the boat mans mouth a line and sinker. Hooking your teeth and dragging you to hell below.
Where evil wont linger
But if you pay the man due
He will keep those shadows wounded

Look for the devil in the details and summon the might to write in the pen that is mightier then the sword.
As sticks and stones may break bones
My silver tongue will cut you
You can dance with the devil
And haunt the prey
But you will always be the one who’s slane

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