Ghost of Gonzo : Writing

Desolate MInd

Desolate MInd

A Poem by Ghost of Gonzo


Midnights passed, 6 A.M. rolls in. On the beach I stand watching the waves rush in. As i walk along the waters edge, off in the horizon a breath-takin..
Life

Life

A Poem by Ghost of Gonzo


As beautiful as the setting sun,as the stars and moon have crossed as one,be it brilliant rays or the monsoons song,shall it only be loved as we trave..
Comes to a Halt

Comes to a Halt

A Poem by Ghost of Gonzo


Time drifts through this space, to each different moon and place.Blindly we continue this race, only to try and find what we chase.Though it still rem..