Prayers said and delivered to the alter of the unknown I seek deliverance I seek forgiveness I seek longing I seek belonging I seek my soul I seek your goal I seek your love I seek high above Prayers lost

The day turned out to be a surprise, Crazy ride and the look in your eyes, Took me places I would like to hide, Touched my being on the wild side. The touch of love and the halo of faith, Seeping within

Somehow somewhere on a trip to nowhere. Short circuits and disconnect take my time to stay erect. On the edge with, unease rid my self of all the sleaze. And then I feel I am going down listening for the

He hugs the curves of the road like a lover searching for a clue, the voices of impending doom mix in with a sense of elation, freezing the moment in surreal azure and blue turning purple, the faded orange

I live in a prison within myself, looking for new books upon my shelf. I want to read some lines, never read before, looking for new signs that I missed and more. Was it just my vision that kept me in

Streams of tears, behind a veil. Walls of time, close in my dreams. Shackled by, my lonesome inner fears. Walk the road, shadows are so real. Wasted time, where is the dream. Lost my soul, in life's broken

The waking moments of your dream, hits reality and you want to scream. Death of the spirit in its realm fear and sadness in the regime. Pointless and wandering in streets where you bred. The silent pondering

You hold on to moments passing by, willing them to stay forever. It's a futile attempt at catching the sky, in a naive and senseless prayer. You ask for the end of existence, but the journey never ends.

Time ... The reaper and the healer. Time... The sinecure and the cure. Time... The placebo and the bow. Time... The arrow of your sorrow. Time... The reason of the treason. Time... The precedent of the

Burn burn burn, it's just the way we learn. Sparks to flames, embers to ashes. The wind blows on, carrying the ashes with the dust. To another life, to other places. Turn turn turn on the slow fire as

I saw a tear in your eye waiting to drop and flow down your face as I stood there looking at our silent anguish being weighed down by forsaken principles uplifted by our love. I saw the hint of your smile

I saw a distant light. I walked the night. Looking for my head. I hit the dawn instead. Green and purple were the shades. I saw the dawn breaking on the glades. I saw my friend wistfully streaking as the

Today I went into the forest trying to capture this red eye. It was great fun. Enjoy !!! Peace and love !!!

I sit in the closed jar of delusion, looking for rhetoric's absolution. Your words flood me with regret, your lies leave me full of dread, losing my self on the vacant road, I leave behind my distorted

Some times I just feel like picking up my sax and dancing to a groove. I guess I did a little jam and recorded my performance. I hope you take time out and listen to this track. The backing track was again

Some times, when I feel like being one with nature, I just take a walk into the pine forest with its pure O2, regenerating and refreshing my soul. Walk with me through the the tall pines. I play along

She looks away as I see her through the mist. Her innocence glowing like a deity adorned. The foggy cloud descends, enveloping her. She hungers for love with a desperate dread. She wants to make this,

Late night, early blues. Still do have a lot of dues. Looking for suggestive clues. Waiting around, regressive cues. Static electric, blow a fuse. Paint the morning in brilliant hues. Sanity rebound, change

The twists of mind. The trysts of a kind. The loss of your faith. The dress of a wreath. The sanctuary of vision. The step out of prison. The tacit and placid now. The lone being asking how. The hurt leaving

Where is my dream of angels and cream of a gurgling stream of a silent sunbeam of scalding hot steam of an unending scream. Where is my song in a world so wrong in the toll of a gong in the silence so