she looked up at the barren october sky. the clouds that inhabited the sky during the summer days had now long faded away, with memories of happy times. she let one tear drop and watched it dissapear among the dirt and stones on the path. she wanted to just give up. please god, take me… Continue reading she found peace at last
I have woken up every morning for the past 3 years to the same thing. A world without him. Just never hearing his voice again puts me in tears. February 4th 2000
He got out of the night club, from the back door, private to the staff and to some special guests. The two agents who had just entered the club unsettled his nice carefree evening. He put on his jacket and lit a cigarette, his eyes checking his surroundings constantly. He could still hear the music… Continue reading A simple night, in a simple city…
This poem is in remembrance of this guy I met, cannot remember his name. There now, that is an insult. By far less repetitive and I even have a rift to go with it. I think I have seen mister twister around. Maybe he would like to see what I have done with it.