Naykd Poet | |
PROFILE About me Friends (18) Books (4) Poetry (89) Prose (33) Photography (23) Graphics (25) Diary (4) |
Naykd Poet, 27 december 2011
What callousness of mind resides with those with whom power of human course to be taken, renders a path of destruction and sufferance of colossal-scale, yet unseen in human history?
How can they be blind to all they make manifest and, to what gain?
No natural power of nature can compete with (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 26 december 2011
Ether, source to mind-wave energy, conscripted within it, frequency wave cycles that ebb and flow to the optimum degree of resonance and amplitude, to mingle and weave without imposed resistance, traversing the cosmic quantum spiral toward ineffable beginning without end to compose by the mind’s eye, (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 26 december 2011
Grappling with the unseen umbilical cord that nourishes the creative soul with thought-giving blood to feed a want to expunge the vile, evilness infused into being that gives rise to wallowing in the foul stench and bile flow that exudes from life-pulsating decrepid, gray-hued veins that destructively (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 19 january 2012
Forgotten, abandoned, dust-laden books unassuming exterior protective cover cryptically interpretive of content expressive of a wealth of inspiring knowledge rendered by unique mind of experience set to word of print to share as resource to influence, guide, inform, enlighten, tutor naive minds with (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 1 january 2012
Invisible are the intangible senses but one; that which emotes from the beating heart, cascading outward as ethereal energy, enriched and charged, a source to enliven and foster within another yearning soul, a spark of unknown wonderment, inducing a welling tide of goodness, replenishing to overflowing (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 31 december 2011
Aimless, I linger, afloat in this shapeless void, a rudderless ship in the vast expanse of nothing;consuming time in exchange for knowledge’s understanding to render distinction of purpose and direction to regain ambition’s energy as reward to its expenditure or, to be forever lost.
________________________________________________
(... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 31 december 2011
The seed planted, grows, flowers, withers and dies; its joy of beauty brought to the living eye, needless to its purpose or reason to decry, for it is the nature of Being, that it is most alive.
Given to this planet on which it is birthed so that others not unlike it, is given their worth; that knowing (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 30 december 2011
Anticipating the ugliness of the apparent prognosis for the coming year 2012, long perceived to be filled with `life-changing’ events for most in the world and, given the situation of conflict and chaos that presides in most places in the world as 2011 draws to a close, that prophesied has a likely (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 26 may 2012
dreaming of the dreamer
dreaming the dream
dreamed by the dreamer
dreaming the dream dreamt
Naykd Poet, 2 february 2013
The crimson blood sport of chasing menopausal lure infusing the womb of creation by seed of celestial god’s making for want to promulgate a presence hitherto unknown by all that circumvents the establishment by virtual espousing rant authored by unknown cleric of ancient origin timelessly iterated (... więcej)
Terms of use | Privacy policy | Contact
Copyright © 2010 truml.com, by using this service you accept terms of use.
6 may 2024
0605wiesiek
6 may 2024
Taking RevengeSatish Verma
5 may 2024
Poetic JusticeSatish Verma
4 may 2024
Izerska rzekakalik
4 may 2024
0405wiesiek
4 may 2024
Suffering Was RightSatish Verma
3 may 2024
0305wiesiek
3 may 2024
I Was LostSatish Verma
1 may 2024
DogmaticallySatish Verma
30 april 2024
Justice PureSatish Verma