ezmwolf's blog: "POEMS"

Leavin me with no choise in the middle of a drought. When the rain of love is needed, high and dry as the desert sands. The heat of anger and rage, with no cooling winds or fans. Bringin me no real truths, leavin me with all kinds of doubts. Braisen off things to bold, in the night some voices calls out. Raisin higher and higher till it becomes a long howling moarnful shout. Free me from this obstruction, give me my freedom. I dont want this obstruction you gave me, i want peace instead. Take it away and leave me lone, back it the hell off me. Send this obstatrution from me, send it the fuck away. Freedom, freedom is what I creave from this obstruction. Your putting me through hell, in this obstructional state. Time seems to slow in this Obstruction, life is fleeting passin on. Peircing jagged edges of tears racing down the lonely faces of the dawn. This obstruction has nothin for me, someone get me before it ends. Seenin the moments of when saddness hits and the rage begins. Give me my freedom from this obstruction of my prison in which you made. Placin my arms in the air, swing downward in the arch of the spade. This obstruction has got to break and release me now, release me now. Free me from this obstruction, give me my freedom. I dont want this obstruction you gave me, i want peace instead. Take it away and leave me lone, back it the hell off me. Send this obstatrution from me, send it the fuck away. Freedom, freedom is what I creave from this obstruction. Your putting me through hell, in this obstructional state. Release me now from this obstruction blocking my freedom. Take this obstruction from me now release me, release me now.

Standing in the door way, breathin is the only sound I hear. To far away from me, yet still so very closely near. Spillin' out the silent words in the moon light. Sharply out comes the sound nothin to sight. Risin from the darkness is the dead calm bring the flash bang of the bomb. bringin the silence of nothin. stealin the sound from my ears. I manage to calm the sounds i hear. Risin the dead calm is a bomb. Of of my hand into the last palm. Its frightin' and maddin' this silence i swear. Too calm for the peices I still have much to bare. The rage building up slowly and softly goin no where. Findin things to which all can be in the mix to share. Barin, feelin, sippin, stillin, everyones to near. Risin from the darkness is the dead calm Bring the flash bang of the bomb. Bringin the silence of nothin. Stealin the sound from my ears. I manage to calm the sounds i hear. Risin the dead calm is a bomb. Of of my hand into the last palm. Be pateint and all things will come in good time. Listen to the words some of them are in a rhyme. To ones own heart, be surely true cause this dead calm will soon be risin. Risin from the darkness is the dead calm.

A wolf in all his splender stands upon a mountain top, looking donw at the valley with eyes of wonder. A strength renewed as the night wares on toward the coming of th dawn, he waits listening for those who approach from behind. He is the leader of a pack, slowly his head raises, his ears turn downward as his mouth begins to open. Out comes the sound that has rang throughtout the ages past, a call from his forefathers that has sounded like music to them who has listened to song. Eerie to those who are astranged, but a call of love to those who know him best. A call that will ring out so long as his spirit goes on, if his kinsmen do all pass away together no more to roam. So to will his song that brightens those who listen and join in for if he lives on only in pictures then who will carry his majestic and timeless music of the night.

Into and across my field of view you walked Once my heart was all scared with a mark It seemed I did nothing but be stalked Then and there a flame began to spark You looked into my eyes and my words were bloched The flames burnt up those big spots that were splotched Ive got a burning desire and its out of control Ive got a burning desire that only you can stop Ive got a burning desire raging over my soul Ive got this burning desire and its ready to pop Help me please quench this burning desire Show me the steps to take to still this fire Bring me up out of the sinking mire Drench this smoking hot burnin desire I cant stop this burning desire so help me now Ive got a burning desire and its out of control Quench this buring red hot desire Ive got a burning desire that only you can stop Its out of control this buring desire Ive got a burning desire raging over my soul Ive got this burning desire and its ready to pop

Are you an angel or vixen? Whats on your mind? what are you fixing? You walk by and guys say have mercy. The things you say and do can be transversy. You say you're angel, but show as a vixen. so come on tell me what you are mixing. Are you trying to be an angel? A tongue can be in a mangle. Are you trying to be a vixen? Are you going to tell or just be vexing.

Something Silly you say, you want to laugh alright. Sit back put your feet up, get ready to hold on tight. Grab a soft drink or something heavy with a straw, lets hope the cards dont go by fast on the draw. A clown that frowns, or a bird that cracks up, oh now thats just down right out silly now get a cup. A few giggles, snirts with some laughs and hoots, hey look at the clown the one with the big boots. Watch him stumble about, he looks funny, becareful of that on the ground it may not be money. What did u step in, eww its melted gum, see how them people slip, they may fall on their bum. Oh look how cute, that dog looks like its dancing, wow that pony is moving around like its prancing. Something silly you? A laugh to brighten your day.

As I sit in my room at night, it seems so lonely with out you. I sit and watch the sunrise, watching as the dark blue skies, give way to those of light blue. I wonder what your dreaming about, my thoughts lost in thinkinf of a beautiful angel. With eyes of blueish green, hair I love to run my fingers through and smooth each tangle. I think back as i watch you sleep so peacefully, I smile thinking here is something I has only dreamed about. From the roof tops and the mountains tops I just want to shout. Your my lady, the one I think about. My mind slips away with only you. to know our love is strong and stought, your all I think about.

Love will give you a wild ride, a chance to see the unknown. Strange things will happen when this book in life is shown. From eyes that sparkle, to hearts that grow will this feeling. A wonderful world opens, your heart grows from floor to ceiling. Life takes on a new meaning, Bringing out things not seen before. Your eyes grow wide with passion, it grows all the more. Your mind races wuth thoughts, of who, when, what, and where. Sometimes your mind is blamk, its hard to find what to wear. Gifts you think of, ones you wouldn't think before to buy. And the beauty you see, there may be no words to so you only sigh. Your dreams are filled with things you havent imagened before. A voice in your head tells you to jump and run to the store. Flowers here maybe some candy there, aww a cute little teddy bear. These feelings in your heart you want to share, from heart shaped baloons to crystals filled with smow flakes. Oh and the card cant foget that, wrapped boxes that shake. Timing may not always be right, but its the thought that counts. You forget the money, you dont worry over the amount. Yes a wild ride love does give you. But in time it shows either good or bad. So if those who fall in love, know and foget the mistakes we have had. We all could use a little more love,a hug from a friend, or a smile from a stranger, can make you think life is grand. So what ever comes your way, be it happy, sad, mad, or glad take some time to strike up the band. Cause you never know, that could be you who needs the lift, from a messy day. To show you care inst bad, but if youwalk around mad inst good. So maybe you need a bright smile like I knew you would. Yes love will give you a wild ride, just be happy you can ride the tide.

EAGLES, WOLVES, AND US Eagles may fly high above the earth, and have great sight to see the land below. The earth with all its sight and sounds, for there is only more for them to see and know, They feel the wind beneath their wings as they glide, along the skies that are blue and lite by the sun. Time is slow and easy as they look and listen, for them it seems like a world apart from the world we know as human beings that it seems like fun. Wolves run to and fro looking for a place to sleep,or maybe a bite to eat, yet they are taken care of. Things we take for granted they delight in knowing, life isn't about what we have, but rather the things we find. So when the time comes for us to say our goodbye, the pain is great for the sorrow is so hard it makes our heart twist with tears of memories that make us cry. So before our friends and family can leave us to far away, we need to tell them how we feel don't leave it as though they know, say it to them before the day goes astray.

As we sit and watch the sun set,the eyes of a loved are being closed. Time stands still it seems for those of us left behind,but smile for one day they will be there for us to once again find. Things dont always be what we want them to, but if we hold on and ejoy and be happy they will help us though. So when life has us downin the pits, look up and you will see even through the smallest slits. He holds us all good and bad, So be happy its not all sad.