Simple abstract line illustrations in paper with pencil #2 enhanced to maximum distortion in photo app editor. ©oam ®artsydhude 97-18 ™XenoGrapx Advertisements Continue reading Diz so lusyon fr18.9/a
At what height of all that peaked, where I once in of all those tenses that took me places, was it in dreams. . . was it in vivid and lucid REM’s. . . were it a visual aide that had me, I’d know to come back from a pit, where I knew that Virgil protected by his utterance, Only Dante can surmise and landed upon an age ago. Only were it the first, or the last I was, when I were there among with the gifted. Continue reading AuVi vs NmBs rf6
nothing but blaming one’s self, nothing but the art of not letting go, nothing but seeds from the past. That care not, does not, and will not let you go. Until all Fears, Tears, Doubt Blames and Shames that does love you the most. Do you want to, Do you need to, Do you feed her, Would you love as the same as before? 😍😘😗😙😚😍😘😗😗😚😣😣😣😣😶🤔😐🤔🤔 © oliver a. melendez. © all artworks and poetry by ohms / @rstydhude @Vb 118. b2.27/ Dhudles Continue reading So regrets are. . .
was shared, treaded and traveled time was, space is, thoughts were. . . never been as much as the same. Yet when i wanted to think of regret it has to be the one who could have been the first one, I laid my underware on. 😑😁😊😑😁😊😑😁😊😆😆😆😆 © oliver a. melendez. © all artworks and poetry by ohms / @rstydhude @Vb 119. b2.28/ Dhudles Continue reading Once a path. . .
A poem lives in a poet which pen his/hers life in a punch drunken life, that does not but has little maybe even a percent of a fractioned, swag, and does ther intersections of the intercourse midway between, life and loves. 😅😑😁😀😆😉😁😀😑😅 © oliver a. melendez @Vb 130. b2.40 / Dhudles Continue reading UNV5G
There i will find a place to be understood, as to understand all that which has no bearing, on u or me, that means nothing to anyone. 😆😉😀😁😑😅😆😊😀☺😑😆🤐😑😃 © oliver a. melendez @Vb 131. b2.41 / Dhudles Continue reading Judged not juri3d