(Picture culled from Google.com)
Non-mythical creature that hunts its prey most times the midnight hour Lures it home for a nightcap and somewhere in between will say
"excuse me while I take a shower"
Time passes and by virtue of alcoholic venom his prey relaxes, Defense mechanism deactivated - Here is where his chance is!
His deep stare, paralyzing, undressing his victim before his hands do Having his wicked way, by morning through - his victim turned to stone
rests as another trophy on his mental mantle.
Irresistible! Sky making love to my mind ...I reach for my phone
No matter its pose The heavens bare such beauty ...even in pixels
NB:Both shots were taken by me 🙂 from my Blackberry, and edited on Instagram 😉
Can't touch, won't dare touch!Can't taste... might as well swallow...I look, and it hurts
Life deals a joker
Set at odds with my desire
...Love is paradox
Consider I not the sweet but sour my teeth do gnash this late night hour
Sorrow makes the news... a constant reality as Love gains distance from humanity
A crimson generation we've become No fire works, we prefer guns and exploding bombs
And to what end is all the killing- what creed? lives-limbs lost, fulfilling what need?!
She could have been our mother, They could have been your kin
... They were!
They are!
I am!
We are!
So whats with all the blood spilling?
...O Love be our volition to find! That this generation may regain its title- "Man-KIND"
(Googled picture)
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is KINDNESS- Dalai Lama
Festival King 