#anthonywomble

[anovalyfe]

"Know your talents. Understand your talents. Use your talents."

Quote by Anthony Womble

[anovalyfe]

"I like sinning. Actually, I do it quite often..........."

Anthony womble

[anovalyfe]

The many faces of love by Anthony womble

Love is a folklore A misconception Love Is a myth Sometimes magical even Love Is an allegory Like Adam and Eve Divine to some Love Is mystical Sorta like horoscopes could be Love is deceiving Under most circumstances Especially When its at first sight And love Is word that optimist idolize And pessimist demonize Under a romantic plight Love could be very tragical Like Romeo and Juliet’s outcome Love could also be sensational under the disguise Of sex and income Love is temporary There only sometimes Love is also fullfilling And best enjoyed under The trance of a morning Sunrise Love is What it is And that’s all It is But love Is an experience A delicate experience Delicate Like a first kiss

[anovalyfe]

Untitled poem by Anthony womble

A silicone city— made up of broken dreams, advertisements and computer driven—sex drives. So plug in, and let your advatar be free; become what you can’t be. Instagram your failed promises. Facebook what you can’t face, and create a new you; create a new program, a new view. Because your now self, is now addicted to— 16 ounce pepsis and porn; addicted to the forecasts of sunny days and Molly high nights; addicted to the pleasures of this pain; so addicted to this insanity, that its sane. So plug in, and let your truths become lies, and create screen names that’s bigger than the upsets of your life, and blue skies. So create, a beautiful for your ugly where, microchips are revised. Now your Neo in this matrix, but in this matrix you die.

[anovalyfe]

Untitled poem by Anthony womble

Trust you! How can I— Your me, I’m you; we’re humans! Get it, we’re humans; human beings, that’s it, mere human beings! Able to be mistrusted; able to be most malicious; able to be betrayed; able to betray both you, me, and ourselves; able to betray the christ himself— to his face, without blinking, without thinking anything other wise; a true Judas; so trusted and mistrusted; so able to be most malicious; so able to not trust you; nor not you, not even your illusion, nor the ghost of you.