I was born in the winter
A very cold day
The angels all hissed at me
But the devil came my way
He said boy let's make a deal
I want to show you the worlds way
I laughed and I smiled
I knew I was a damned child
I left when I was eighteen
All my momma had to say
Son you be a good boy
But I could'nt help to stray
Drank all my sarrows down
Watched my soul go through slow decay
I ran across the land
Dropped knee deep in the sand
When I became a young man
I met the angel of my dreams
Suddenly my momma got real sick
So the devil made me pick
Said boy let's make a deal
Which fate do you want to seal
I just could never choose
So
If I could read your mind, Babe
Wonder what your world would tell so far
I'll let you read me blind, Babe
Show you that you are my shining star
But would we drift apart
Or try a brand new start
Just don't know what to say
When I sigh, take deep breaths
Just don't want to fake it
Cannot compromise
Only then I realize
That I can't make things right
If I could turn back time, Babe
None of this would have taken place
The biggest crime, Babe
Is that I could not see face to face
When I broke your heart
From a love that I tore apart
Feeling so ashamed
When I sigh, take deep breaths
Just don't wanna fake it
Realize I was scared
Spring Morning Delight by TheManWithoutATail, literature
Literature
Spring Morning Delight
Spring morning delight
Life has sprung a mighty bite
Life has bloomed
No longer doomed
On one April day
To lifes great display
Spring morning delight
Everything turned so right
The dark's rotting alliance
Dies from the sun's strong defiance
So much laughter and joy from above
Sun and earth make the sweetest love
Spring morning delight
Land's fertile joy, no longer contrite
As seeds quickly spring and bloom
The land does not dare to assume
To Autumn's long lonely cries
Spring arose with great suprise
Together have attuned to Spring's morning delight
Endless Autumn Night by TheManWithoutATail, literature
Literature
Endless Autumn Night
"Without love, I am nothing" -1 Corintheans, 13
Endless Autumn night
Of things so contrite
Darkness sores
Through all it's pores
When life took flight
Such sweet delight
But one Autumn night
Dimmed lifes dying light
Endless Autumn night
Of things so contrite
Life now concedes
To deaths gracious deeds
Taste lifes sweet decay
The soul rotts without delay
The air cold and bleak
Love lost, no longer seek
Endless Autumn night
Of things so contrite
So empty to take a leap
Endless days that shall weep
Nothing is ever well preserved
Of pain so well deserved
The ground quickly dries
As life spirals to it's
I was born in the winter
A very cold day
The angels all hissed at me
But the devil came my way
He said boy let's make a deal
I want to show you the worlds way
I laughed and I smiled
I knew I was a damned child
I left when I was eighteen
All my momma had to say
Son you be a good boy
But I could'nt help to stray
Drank all my sarrows down
Watched my soul go through slow decay
I ran across the land
Dropped knee deep in the sand
When I became a young man
I met the angel of my dreams
Suddenly my momma got real sick
So the devil made me pick
Said boy let's make a deal
Which fate do you want to seal
I just could never choose
So
If I could read your mind, Babe
Wonder what your world would tell so far
I'll let you read me blind, Babe
Show you that you are my shining star
But would we drift apart
Or try a brand new start
Just don't know what to say
When I sigh, take deep breaths
Just don't want to fake it
Cannot compromise
Only then I realize
That I can't make things right
If I could turn back time, Babe
None of this would have taken place
The biggest crime, Babe
Is that I could not see face to face
When I broke your heart
From a love that I tore apart
Feeling so ashamed
When I sigh, take deep breaths
Just don't wanna fake it
Realize I was scared
Spring Morning Delight by TheManWithoutATail, literature
Literature
Spring Morning Delight
Spring morning delight
Life has sprung a mighty bite
Life has bloomed
No longer doomed
On one April day
To lifes great display
Spring morning delight
Everything turned so right
The dark's rotting alliance
Dies from the sun's strong defiance
So much laughter and joy from above
Sun and earth make the sweetest love
Spring morning delight
Land's fertile joy, no longer contrite
As seeds quickly spring and bloom
The land does not dare to assume
To Autumn's long lonely cries
Spring arose with great suprise
Together have attuned to Spring's morning delight
Endless Autumn Night by TheManWithoutATail, literature
Literature
Endless Autumn Night
"Without love, I am nothing" -1 Corintheans, 13
Endless Autumn night
Of things so contrite
Darkness sores
Through all it's pores
When life took flight
Such sweet delight
But one Autumn night
Dimmed lifes dying light
Endless Autumn night
Of things so contrite
Life now concedes
To deaths gracious deeds
Taste lifes sweet decay
The soul rotts without delay
The air cold and bleak
Love lost, no longer seek
Endless Autumn night
Of things so contrite
So empty to take a leap
Endless days that shall weep
Nothing is ever well preserved
Of pain so well deserved
The ground quickly dries
As life spirals to it's
the plasticized quantum theory by freakoutsyndrome, literature
Literature
the plasticized quantum theory
alabaster immortality
une voleur honteux
slip of the tongue
in each saturated pore
spectrum rehearses its symphony
crooked whispers of a flute
a glimpse of blue infinitude
quiets the confines of los alamos
¿quién es él? eso piensa
en kaleidoscopes
paralysis in the peristalsis
jewel in the vitreous humor
phosphorescent anti-matter
until it watercolors
the poison of psyche
papillae the plagues
oxidizing ash and ember
a quivering effigy
splinters the moon
instinctually
the mirrored hand exhales
swept the epileptic ceiling
dissolving tendrils of mahogany
detached from the retina
unblemished
tranquil, t
And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason,
For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide
In sadness and in kindness
In light and in darkness.
In a boat made of hope
I shall sail to tomorrow,
In a winding hurricane
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...
Piercing, slashing though my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.
Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing.
On the heaven's and hell's whim.
To be light or to be darkness.
A perpetual array.
It's not merely my choi