tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280Mon, 28 Nov 2011 00:27:25 +0000parentsmechildrenpeopleloststartread morethoughtsfirsthallucinationsbeginninglovevisionsquestionsfeelings.lyricspoemsdiscoverylifeHere you will find my expression of life's manifestations on daily/weekly spur of the moment occasions..my lyrical expressions..i hope you can relate..appreciate..communicate!http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)Blogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-2469351610121317530Wed, 08 Apr 2009 20:36:00 +00002009-04-08T13:57:01.372-07:00So let me look at the signsthose observant little cluesthe things i might clutch ontoto convince myself of youThe things you did to lure metext messages you sent tooextended glaresand occasional touches...they made me fall for youSo one day you bit the bulletyou came over and i fucked youyou left for work late next morningi fell back asleep and dreamt of youAnd every time after that i saw http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/xXCSkLXmGcs/him.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)2<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/xXCSkLXmGcs" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2009/04/him.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-7918710616982156733Wed, 08 Apr 2009 10:18:00 +00002009-04-08T03:31:33.986-07:00Another face that looks withini hold the secrets to my weekend sins!as they desperately try to scrape out any such cluethis facade cant be infiltrated..I'm solid..unlike you!your look that gives it all away:the concerned wrinkles on your face that botox cant fadeas imagery competes i win the stancewith an un fallen gaze that cant be classed as a farce,undeniably rhythmic almost to a bouncethat http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/QQo57uhpmVk/about-you.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)1<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/QQo57uhpmVk" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2009/04/about-you.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-7200638525854422839Tue, 31 Mar 2009 00:15:00 +00002009-03-30T18:30:57.950-07:00feelings.thoughtsvisionslosthallucinationsAs i stand here UN-nervedmy feet embrace the kerbwhilst my eyes dilute visionsand my ears hallucinate wordsMy world seemed so perfecti thought no one could hurt itbut glass shards reflectedas my optical reflection crashed..I'm defectedTouches that seem so distantly realonly dreams come anywhere closehoping round each corner i could feela key to a door of your life that no one knowsBut empty chairhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/hg6grx000ZU/lost-you.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)1<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/hg6grx000ZU" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-you.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-7452261705071486981Mon, 19 Jan 2009 21:19:00 +00002009-01-19T14:06:00.322-08:00Two years and countingsince i walked out the doorclosing myself off from the worldas my imagination's running so surebitter emotions that blind mea cut that runs so deepevery day my vision of you i seeand I'm my life i just cant keepgrowing steadily by the dayimmense feelings of such pridewondering how i let you leave my sideas i experience the price i payone more year in another months timeis http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/w_NjKdMCy-o/love-100.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)1<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/w_NjKdMCy-o" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-100.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-8211979978159210471Sun, 30 Nov 2008 22:07:00 +00002008-12-03T12:25:36.035-08:00I saw in that captive glare within your eyesmid air penetrating feelings subconsciously in your mindi heard your mouth speak a million words id wanted to hearbut somehow it came out sounding different to another earcolourful hue's adorned upon your silhouette every glisten blinds me into holding my breathafraid to exhale posing rigid in present timeveins pumped full of adrenaline wreaking chaos http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/WObSVVLqSFY/beginning-to-end.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/WObSVVLqSFY" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/11/beginning-to-end.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-6750281045637299158Sun, 30 Nov 2008 21:48:00 +00002008-11-30T14:05:19.919-08:00A little bit weak, feeling so glumanother week leads to another monthbut the numbness ever prevailsas i walk this road with one ponytailall my thought revert back to the word "mum"another day passed onkey to a housefood on the floorthe lacking figure that means you stand alone once morekeys to your doorwalk on your floorplenty of sparkles that never hold their glistenromantic whispers with no onehttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/KyWjLzKX_xY/mess.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/KyWjLzKX_xY" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/11/mess.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-2367615826883789923Sun, 30 Nov 2008 21:39:00 +00002008-11-30T13:45:51.443-08:00I don't know what it isthat makes my heart skip beats?but my hands start to shakeand my knee's get all weak!i get it when i see those shoesthat I'm driven to impulse buy,..and when i get a call: from my favourite guymy brain starts to tickand i get a natural highi cant help but get excitedat times i even cry!But seriously..all jokes aside..whats it called? that feeling inside..adrenaline..http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/wgZLZRrRwlc/swiftly-on.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/wgZLZRrRwlc" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/11/swiftly-on.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-3542389897643126892Wed, 22 Oct 2008 22:09:00 +00002008-10-26T15:05:53.744-07:00The rush I'm experiencingnot looking into your eyesnothing but g.forcerushing around..no i want to cry.I can be strong, just wait you'll seeill lie to myself, ill have to believei cant get any worsethan how i already amconfused and baffled..shit fuck..god damn.I'm getting better..i can feel it insidethe feelings I'm feelingtheir no longer alive.And yet sometimes in the blankest part of my minda http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/S1SFY9sJLEw/convincement.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/S1SFY9sJLEw" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/10/convincement.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-3205075962958154528Wed, 22 Oct 2008 22:02:00 +00002008-10-22T15:09:15.307-07:00OK so i think i dodefinitely maybe in denial.. do love youbut trying not to blindly see every placebo givennocturnally to mepausing in lost breaths and still a hundred behindprecisely that reason another being of mankindnot delaying every move treating the heart amongstits bruisedother questions still denied never hurting lustful cries involved superficially beating grooveoriginated from onehow http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/k4vLtFyadGw/compounds.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/k4vLtFyadGw" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/10/compounds.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-1932572670785377085Wed, 22 Oct 2008 21:30:00 +00002008-10-22T14:50:57.109-07:00Golden shimmers of a glistened touchcountless meetings resulting in much?but the choices difficultiesnone the samebut the ending lets see by playing the gameSo the comparison between thy golden touchresulted sensations and feelings of much?the difference in personalitymostly the nameand both of them playing the game.Meetings with one greeting hugs by touchheightened sensations a glass too much?http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/cImxRgHdD_E/thoughts-of-game.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/cImxRgHdD_E" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-of-game.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-4068079819808766985Wed, 22 Oct 2008 20:14:00 +00002008-10-22T13:28:12.934-07:00discoverypeoplemelifequestionsThe observations one can seemingly perceive about myself..i sometimes cant believehow they think i often ammy image all blurry disgusting to feela Guantanamo detainee waiting to break freeand if i consider the changes that could beto unleash the real diva held captive within mea seemingly perfect realityheld together in fabricated dreamsbut after that outburst of old menow I'm left with what http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/I2RR2E6JNeQ/displacement.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/I2RR2E6JNeQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/10/displacement.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-4359274296561624198Wed, 22 Oct 2008 20:09:00 +00002008-10-22T13:13:55.124-07:00Wanting to know their businessIt helps you grow in lifetoo much of certain informationmakes you stop and think twiceof what your doing at this present timewhether its right or wrongfuck it do whats right for youdon't hold back run alongno amount of witty phrases to explain just how it feelsjust pure emotion.. driving me on four wheelsround and round I'm thinkingover and over againgetting myself http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/Xt9afCX2v_E/boggled.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/Xt9afCX2v_E" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/10/boggled.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-7442896891280643863Tue, 05 Aug 2008 20:47:00 +00002008-08-10T13:39:52.473-07:00Tiring slowly of this monogamous routineproof induce bulimia liver turning slowly unseenOK scrap that lets take a new stancebaby steps forward away from my pastcleansing away the impure and meanfamily and friends each proving to mesuppose their really all the sameeach one with a finger pointing the blameits taken me time to finally seemy downfall was all up to methe distractions and excuses http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/TeYV_1aLM0w/demise.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)3<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/TeYV_1aLM0w" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/08/demise.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-6299489799134108179Tue, 05 Aug 2008 20:39:00 +00002008-08-05T13:46:35.877-07:00We strive for things we seem to wantand paying no attention to what we needget caught up in our own hearts greedloosing sight of our minds to be freedeach distraction worse than beforeit happens like chain reactionthe meet the talk the rendezvoussacrificed in mental satisfactionbut wholly realised one by oneafter devious deed is performed uponthe actions of our misdirectionsfrowning speeches http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/6oeZysR8BO0/craven.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/6oeZysR8BO0" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/08/craven.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-2288202432523510044Tue, 05 Aug 2008 20:30:00 +00002008-08-05T13:37:03.956-07:00Buzzing feelings like birds in flightthe choice of mine so taking timeselect the one..get it rightdo i really settle in this time?What is it that I'm looking for?weekends away and poems by the daysomething less.. one nights like a whoreor a life long commitment..possible bore?In passing thought..it seems niceromantically tendered added spicebetrothed in front of Jesus Christ?duty bound till the http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/dRiPlN6iqic/buzzing-feelings-like-birds-in-flight.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/dRiPlN6iqic" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/08/buzzing-feelings-like-birds-in-flight.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-2468015727899409941Tue, 05 Aug 2008 20:11:00 +00002008-08-05T13:21:15.433-07:00Oh i took the first steplaying the lot on the lineafter followed some messageI'm just a link in timeso there we go the game is donetheirs nothing more to pursuenow I'm back to square onetrying to find a new you!and how many more to the listmust i add before i find anewsomeone to hold the game a bit longerwho wont bone me through and through?When you look at a guywhat exactly is it you see?the http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/UMjc_8J13QU/links.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/UMjc_8J13QU" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/08/links.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-8489906829443352696Tue, 05 Aug 2008 19:54:00 +00002008-08-05T13:04:14.549-07:00Another Truth about anoher manAnother night on the canAnother touch another glareAnother night of greasy hairAnoher me another youAnother loss of lack of words follow throughAnother time another placeAnother look of disgraceAnother call another textAnother greeting passive flexAnothe kiss passionate embraceAnother look on your faceAnother day another timeAnother speech another lieAnother truth http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/Mqpo2iv63co/rehtona.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/Mqpo2iv63co" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/08/rehtona.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-7150675262644379752Tue, 29 Jul 2008 00:11:00 +00002008-07-28T17:16:59.550-07:00The softest to the touchmost appealing to the eyeshit when i walk past i get the butterflieswhen to break the icestepping up my gameintroduce me to his lifeill eventually do the sameOver and over scrolled through my mindhow blessed i was to findthe one of a nature kindlove turning me slowly blindPhase two.. our us me and yousharing lives telling truthsshoulders carrying us through bluesnever http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/vmTimZfDe3o/lust.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)2<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/vmTimZfDe3o" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/07/lust.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-7908123265629514808Tue, 29 Jul 2008 00:00:00 +00002008-07-28T17:10:23.616-07:00When you see her eyes sparklingbeaming superman rays of lovecount your blessings dailyfrom the creator aboveblessed you are to have hershe takes away your tearsmaking you see possibilities endless happiness through your years!let her know that you are truetreat her like royalty dinner and fine winehelp her cope..she's feeling blueLove both endless in timeSharing such a wonderful feelinglove makeshttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/eqfaPnhDrGE/is-it-really.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)1<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/eqfaPnhDrGE" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-it-really.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-3374333251627163414Mon, 28 Jul 2008 23:52:00 +00002008-07-28T16:59:21.838-07:00Its been staring me in the facewear in pride not disgracealtering your stance, clothes more pronouncedin a variety of colors sizes shapesprices can make certain people hate!incorrectly used you'll end up bruisedblisters popping..tissues usedcushions added help you throughsome tossed in a pile, horribly abusedprotected you from elements..rain puddles even dog poo!others treasured treated with http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/OLOqARiIk6o/fetish.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/OLOqARiIk6o" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/07/fetish.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-472907907632080065Mon, 28 Jul 2008 23:39:00 +00002008-07-28T16:50:35.442-07:00In a random scenario, my hand reached outgroping pulling, eyes met a blowmissed calls and random textsfollowed by hourly callsarranging which rendezvous comes next?On meeting in the dark of nightoff to watch the footy on a pintback past the local, home to drinkdrunk tickling followed by a winkmade out time: 24 hours straightirresistible to my eyes, no time to breakeating sleeping, confounded http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/cngF2gYdEsY/intro.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/cngF2gYdEsY" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/07/intro.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-3179897210181614888Mon, 28 Jul 2008 22:44:00 +00002008-07-28T15:55:35.229-07:00Its time a chick wrote a lineabout these man and their lives of grimespreading his seed..pleasure may feel finetill his 'ting' turns wrong and he's signing on the dotted line..and yet any one lyric can hurt a manto make him produce 'tings' that go "bang bang"it don't take one to know one..to understandhis ego's a reality..its now in his handwe see it on T.V everydayif you can read.. in the papershttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/-T2aH_kM0Js/waste-man.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)1<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/-T2aH_kM0Js" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/07/waste-man.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-2931708129163135525Mon, 28 Jul 2008 21:19:00 +00002008-07-28T14:24:40.642-07:00Stigmatised by one word religionwords spoken freely yet thoughts remain hiddenled astray by glances givenno clarity..mind fuckin this one world were livinghow did such a simple functionget confused in brain leadingto thought malfunction?a trillion factors before words expressedto invite me out before I'm even dressed.so clear and plain for all to seemind games over how to speak!i do question http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/91SnUUZ_kkc/induced.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/91SnUUZ_kkc" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/07/induced.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-1389797346088201804Mon, 28 Jul 2008 20:18:00 +00002008-07-28T13:24:13.273-07:00feelings.parentslovechildrenI cannot sleep and i know whyEvery time i close my eyesi think of you and cryno words can describehow i feel insideand all the regret and time lost..passed byI long to see you back in my lifejust us happy living in the dust!when you sleep ill whisper wordsinto your earsto nurture you strength and courageill never see no more your tearsonly joy smiling between your ears!what you want ill give to http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/nItU9ua4Adk/my-daughter.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/nItU9ua4Adk" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-daughter.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648332009915842280.post-7925275975599421864Mon, 28 Jul 2008 19:23:00 +00002008-07-28T13:08:11.399-07:00It were as if rain fallen straight from god abovehad drenched my soul with loveand given me no such way to removethe constant cloud ever pouringyet walking aimlessly in coldsuperficially frozen in timelike a coulee of Cherry's warmlyencrusted within a pie softly bakedi am your brown sugarthe piece De resistanceonce frozen in time you are my creamcompleting the dessertbut without me..insufficient.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~3/dGHo-kWPhwQ/i-love-food_28.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Skilla's Polish)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SkillasPolishingLife/~4/dGHo-kWPhwQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://skillaspolishinglife.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-food_28.html