Poet Dragon Poems
|122.||Analog Or Digital||5/21/2007|
|126.||What Is Your Dragon?||2/2/2007|
|127.||The Ease Of Death||11/28/2006|
|130.||Praecaveo Lectoris (Reader, Beware)||3/28/2006|
|131.||Comes Death (A Song)||9/26/2006|
|133.||Questions From A Bi-Polar Freak...||3/18/2006|
|134.||Glasses Half Empty||3/15/2006|
|135.||Poetry And Prayer||3/15/2006|
|137.||To Mat Hyuin||1/19/2007|
|138.||Fear Not To Love, Fear Not||4/14/2006|
Comments about Poet Dragon
People aren't born for what they do, but what their parents dream.
People don't grow for growing's sake, but for the future's gleam.
People don't live to one day die, they live to put off dying.
People don't work to build themselves, they work to stave off crying.
People aren't fired for what they say, they're fired for making war.
People don't die for what they believe, they die for who they are.
My Happy Nothing
Is it the liquid jealousy coursing through me?
Is it the rage?
Is it the thoughts of heinous crime beget upon the humbled mass...
of my soul.
What makes me cry so thoroughly. So tenderly?
Never satisfied and always loving the portable thoughts
of my loneliness.