Dougie Fresh Poems
|4.||Just The Way I Feel||7/2/2012|
|5.||Never Say Goodbye||8/6/2012|
|6.||Forbidden Love Of A Capulet And A Montegue||8/10/2012|
|7.||A Day Of Love!||8/13/2012|
|8.||Strip Tease Part 1||8/13/2012|
|10.||Strip Tease Part 2 (Of 3)||8/14/2012|
|11.||Holocaust Of The Heart...||7/9/2012|
|14.||Darkness Falls Upon Me||11/14/2012|
|16.||So Sorry I Hurt You||6/19/2012|
|17.||Angel With A Dark Side||8/13/2012|
|19.||Glass Menagerie Heart||6/1/2012|
|23.||Angel Of Mine||9/12/2012|
|24.||My Hurt Eyes||6/1/2012|
|27.||The Man In The Mirror||6/11/2012|
Comments about Dougie Fresh
How could such a Beautiful Angel fall in such a way?
Free falling into a deep abyss of her angelic mind,
And becoming constrained to her thoughts and
Shackled in all of her loneliness.
I just want to reach out my hand and pull her back up
Tell her to hold her head up as high as the mountains..
Because I am here for this Fallen Angel.
I will illuminate her path and get her out of
This darkness that consumes her.
Nothing is more sad than the sound of an
Angel Crying, crying alone in all her darkness
Such a terrible sound to hear the tears of
An angel ...
My Hurt Eyes
Look through your eyes at the World, what do you see?
Do you see skies of Blue and trees of Green?
Do you see a place full of happiness and full of peace?
... Take a look through my eyes and see what I see.
I see a place full of poverty, sorrow and gloom.
The skies I see are not blue, but are gloomy and putrid.
Grey as the stone I use to sharpen my knife.
The trees I see are not pretty or full of life,
But are dead, decaying and dark.