Poems from Alibi Sworn
“A Preamble” By Alibi Sworn-- I lay here mentally far from rest since my over-active imagination, once again, began to infest. Still, I cannot stay- moving to and fro with wave-like turns from night to day. Ideas upon ideas race to ignite the spark of creativity that will highly burn, but never die down or slow down. I combine my arm to pen, the bridge to my dreams that will visually and verbally manifest like all the rest. Though my mind's eye prevents me from seeing the world completely dreary, again, there is little to no sleep for the weary. ~~ Website: http://nirvana-realm.webs.com/
Of the darkest nightswhen pain and tears are sheded,there is always hope.
Through the Holy GatesHe hears our prayersand tries to help us.
A night owl isperched on a weeping willow,watching souls pass by.
I am better at writingthan making a verbal speechso don't expect me to preachout loud without my vocal cords tighteningand my nerves...
Art,abstracted aesthiticSketching, painting, sculpting.Let the creativity flowcraftily.