I be lost when not be found. I see a ghost that hears no sound. When all the mankind lay dead in their living,. It touches lost souls and spread its wing. Tells me a fable that dusty cloak,. Mesmerized; as it speaks I ask if it be a joke? It tells me;. Its the farmer who harvests the wrong,. And survival is for the weak and not the strong. You will fall short of glory,. And what fades will be your story. If you choose to act on morality,. What you achieve is mortality.

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Poetry, songs, dreams and stories by RK House. Silver Quill Q and A. Posted by Ronald Kirk House. On August 8, 2015. That will never experience sadness or joy. By Doctors that are so terribly cold. Apparently, there is no cost. Because, in the end it is all done by choice.

My Musings on Life, Love, Fear and Everything Else. I have a strong belief in God and in the deliverance that His Son Jesus gave us but I come at this from a Jewish perspective as I am Jewish.

The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say. I enjoy You and Ysrs. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. You are commenting using your WordPress. You are commenting using your Twitter account. Notify me of new comments via email.

The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. It cannot be changed without changing our thinking. Published January 21, 2013. Published December 7, 2012. In your light I learn how to love,. In your beauty how to make poems. You dance inside my chest,. Where no one sees you. But sometimes I do,. And that sight becomes this art.

Unfortunately, this has become my mantra and I need to do something about it. Procrastination is, and has been, a problem of mine for a very long time now and I am just now realising how bad it is. You see, procrastinators tend to be people who have, for whatever reason, developed to perceive an unusually strong associatio.

April 11, 2012 10. I have walked this road many times before. Down beside the sparkling sea under the sorrowful moon light. My feet though walk of their own accord, even though I gave them a good fight. I fight, I strenuously do. For, I have little hope of ever returning from this trip. My feet is weary and I feel it become wary.