Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Life is like a squiggly syrup filled sweet.
If you can handle it,its sweet,
BUT if you can’t, it’s a mess on your dress
-SWAStika
Monday, June 21, 2010
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
The bitter bit the batter
Slippery dream
Sudden rising whim.
Sacred shrine
Serpents whine.
Solitary spring
Soothing razor.
Stale old beer
Stinking liar.
Shallow pain
Smart sixpence.
Spacious element
Stealthy agreement.
Superfluous arrow
Sparking burrow
*wil b lengthened later*
-SWAStika
Sensitized luminiscence
Roudy goons.
Spilled ink
No time to blink.
Granules of dust
Flavoured crust.
Dreamy innocence
Goal across the fence.
Autumn leaves
Resurrecting Jinx.
Developing embryo
Paintings by Michelangelo.
Migrating ideas
Cruelty is righteous.
Uproaring silence
Playing with dust grains.
Desensitized emotions
**************shuns.
Depression erupts
Life ends abrupt.
Information encrypted
Warriors in war defeated.
Imaginary fantasy
Reality deficiency.
Rising figure
Immortal liquor.
Feast of Barmicide
Commiting homicide.
Riddling mirrors
Frizzled *******
Inadequate robbery
Life has become an injury.
-SWAStika
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Dew drops on the ocean
Broken bangles
Life jumbles.
Empty paint brushes
Innocence of child crushes.
Empty pockets
Collapsing sockets.
Plans of infrastructure
Skin is sure to rupture.
Unjustified silence
Unavoidable violence.
Geometrical isomeration
Life is a personification.
Broken pencil
Strict council.
Rustling leaves
The mind’s mischiefs.
Stirring bubbles
Mounted rubbles.
Equating solitude
Trigonometry institute.
When buried alive
We are sure to survive..
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Carnivalesque
Jingling coins
Dissipitated ions
Tinkling bells
The mind swells
Ripples in the ocean
Bouts of infatuation
Ripping eyes
Tearing lies
Cicerone through the ruins
The soul was never genuine
Fastening belts
Unconstitutional amendments
Dancing statues
Tightening noose
Flying flies
Insufficeient lies
Innocent victims
Strange instincts
Dim lights
Deep insights
Germinating thoughts
Romance in Camelot
Floating leaves
The soul bereaves..
-SWAStika
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