Biography of Gengis Capote
" To have striven, to have made an effort, to have been true to certain ideals - this alone is worth the struggle. We are here to add what we can to, not to get what we can from, life."
- Sir William Osler,1849-1919 Canadian Physician, Medical Historian-
Gengis Capote Poems
Who Knows What I Did But Its Funny
Maybe is humor Who Laughs now.
Ghost Of Macbeth
O' Macbeth My sweet Macbeth have thou gone the great passage?
Ghost Of Macbeth's # 2
Is there a muse in thee house of shame ov kinder spirited fire long-lockets ov black hair breasted armors for chest
serendipity blue is the ocean in her eyes
God Gave Me A Heart
Was on a night as this Papa carve me a new heart knife would carve meticulously emancipating to atmosphere
Queen Of The Nile
Her flawless curvatures is price enough to gaze in amazement.
Death is gizmo making life as speed of sound.
It was there at the stroke of midnight. I found my mind lost in depth of thought, digging a solitary grave deep within me.
Depress And Stone
Subdue by the seat of obsession I travel by chauffeur car. Ever so often viewing the sites through glossy eyes, colors change and in all the shapes i see her face...
Wearing these shredded garments of happiness, I journey into the abyss. Dragging each step to suffer more- Learning to sustain my final burn.
Depress And Stone
Subdue by the seat of obsession
I travel by chauffeur car.
Ever so often viewing the sites through glossy eyes,
colors change and in all the shapes i see her face...
The world so stale to taste awaits for my devouring,
And in my vision her lips define is all i wish to taste.
'The first day of what seems the last begins my daily bliss,
Where peace never meets and bliss is never ending'