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Details | I do not know? | |

Raindrops

Raindrops
are like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps down
my spine

Their cool aftermath
cleanses me of my thoughts
of fear and uncertainty 
about what tomorrows
pain may bring

They make me feel,
wet with creativity
drenched in my optimistic
illumination. glistening
raindrops, my thoughts
leave paths of pleasurable
distress, and hope of success
which road, less traveled
may be the best

Forget an umbrella
when these raindrops
arrive, I walk outside
arms open wide

Ready to Receive
whatever
the mind storm may bring
because raindrops are
as my thoughts, falling
down into my mind
sending shivers down
my spine

My brain, yearns
for the rain, to wash away
the pain, tomorrows worry
does bring
One special drop
could speed up life's clock
to the time
I can handle my own
and not dwell inside my controllers
home

For raindrops are,
like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps
down my spine


Details | Rhyme | |

I KEPT IT REAL

LyricMan can write a sonnet
Yeah, light it up with love
A work that makes you high
Take you to Heaven above

Make love, let's not do war
Why fight when we can kiss
Anger makes people blind
Precious life gets missed

Sweet rhymes with reason
Send a chill down your back 
Soft moments of passion
The soul's emotions unpack

Distant stars wink and flirt
The night sky takes it in
Love's such a fiery flight 
What a ride.. Again, again!

Sing you a lyric or a ballad
Can make a smooth melody
Let Cupid shoot his arrow
Into the heart of one for me

Love's lines are so uptempo 
Let your body feel the beat
I'll play your strings beautifully 
Your heart gonna feel the heat

Girl, you can be my stanza
I'll be your repeating refrain
Umm, all this back and forth
Wow! You're driving me insane

Hear the whisper in my words
Gentle touch upon your ear
Here's my heart.. I kept it real
Poem's done but my pen's near

Contest: SKAT's "Keep It Real"
Date: 9-11-14


Details | Free verse | |

I'm Your King

A burst of white light gamma rays, overbearing a flash of brilliance burns through to my soul everything is like hell the world starts to melt in the blink of an eye just the cold blackness of night I don't care if I am not again what I once was, for at this moment I am greater now than ever before I took the path between teetering, tight roping walking right up to my right divined in my unholy state I thought I told you I am your king still you sit there, hesitating I know you hate me what does that mean? I hate just about everything still I'm chosen I did not wish before now bow down to me refuse me no more for I shall always be your demon until you accept me as your King. I don't even know you though you say we used to be best of friends, you and me the day you ditched me I remember now exactly how it played out back when we were just tiny things even back then I still was King you thought me stupid just a ruse I would laugh inside, you see? not one of you single, mean people ever even knew me in a world, mostly seen to me that is why only I can be your true King and bring forth a new source of light everlasting. As two worlds collide slowly aligned one wrapped in shadows one bathed in white evils swirling in the clouds above I'll always be the king you love to hate or despise as in your blood I thought I told you, I am the one I am the way, the way out shall be shown breathe in my spirit as it carries you away breathe in my faith it shall carry your empty space and deposit you gently on a cloud just enough higher than you've ever dreamed of for I am king now, and your in my hell your in my imagination, I'll just never tell you'll feel as though dreaming, you'll feel now if you try and see you were always found the most shared in the light cast upon me the last bright star in heaven. Denounce my name, if you may One year later, still not afraid A black sheep, a darkened spade That's just life, I'm not right I'm in the wrong, follow along Like a piper, I'll pitch a song Mesmerized, the weak wills sing I thought he told you, he's still our king.


Details | I do not know? | |

Blood upon Pages

As I place the pen
on paper
my soul beings
to bleed
upon the pages
my secret longings
hopes and dreams
of which I hope to be,
how I want to reflect me
transpire into the universe
within my poetic lyricism
the warm sweet smoke
of my vega blunt
swirls about me, flickers
in and out of motion
as the vanilla candle nearby
fights the shadows in my room
the cool summer breeze
from my window
carries dancing sinsemilla 
fog around me, allowing
my mind
to adventure elsewhere
into the nights abyss
of minutes, turned to hours
I write
pages, of words
scribbling my life, struggles
and fears
Bob Marley and Lauryn Hills
“turn your lights down low”
beat inspirational peacefulness
on my eardrums
my small hands delicately pluck
my imaginary guitar strings
as I join her in a solo, Miss Hill's
magical voice cracks
with emotion, and my soul
tingles with excitement
For creativity flows
within my veins
I breath real music, such as
she, as soon as daylight opens
thine dark brown eyes to see
The poetic flowetry, carries me
and speaks to me
the notes capture my inner 
disturbance and desires
until the soundtrack of my day
takes me into Summers night
thoughts of my dreams 
of being a published poet
clearly float
into my sight
Then, I sit
as I place my pen
upon the paper
black and white turn to one
and my soul bleeds
onto pages
into an early sun


Details | Free verse | |

My Midnight Grace

As I lay me 
down to sleep
I pray the lord
my soul to take
if I shall die
before I wake
please watch me God
all through the night
and wake me and my loved
ones
at morning light
please help me 
become successful
with the endeavors I seek
please send me a soul mate
in which I can keep
everlasting love
passionate heat
please grant me the serenity
to know right from wrong
and be able to lead
by example
strive to overcome
any downfall
please keep my spirit strong
through the issues
that toil in my soul
I aspire for diamonds in life lord
and all around me 
I see coal
I aspire to turn things around
for I feel my wishes have fallen
upon deaf ground
my heart has no voice
they struggle to hear my sound
I pray to be taken
away from my daily
battles, that humble
although compared to others
in the world
its not much trouble
to me, I feel
my spirit is caged
and yearns to be free
King of all Kings
in your image, you 
made me
you already know
each single step
my individual thought
you divinely bound me
in mothers womb
my existence you sought
bless me with the
chance to be
the person in which
you hoped for me
to soar like an eagle
dipping my talons of success
in life's sea
grant me an optimistic attitude
for that is the key
Amen to Thee



Details | Lyric | |

Sgt Griffin

A sorte protege os audazes
Yes a sergeant rode in here as always with
A daring pair of rangers that made us just
Go pray it's back to Fashion Day because
Baby we won't have to pass away, oh no
To the reality of a fascist state
Although

It's hard it's envious of me to see you apart from me baby
Yeah into so many things that aren't a part of me maybe
It's the coat of arms oh stitched by those that harm
That cause alarm
Or the green card rejected by the armies of God be-
Cause they frost The Fall and that's

That's just to save us all
And the justice saves us all

And the style is designed
And with the sign of a Griffin
The symbolism of a lion of wisdom
Where the kings have wings
Oh don't you see
Yeah my envy of these things that separate you and me

So the poet in the philosopher
He said that he'd
He'd throw us the thrill of a cross but first
Put on a gauntlet, in a British accent "lad you can't let
Oh the truth bring out the worst and let it get
Yeah the best of you" so

We'll catch it without the hurt but
Still left with a loss of words 'cause

The style is designed
And with the sign of the Griffin
The symbolism of a lion of wisdom
Where the kings have wings
Oh don't you see
Yeah my envy of these things that separate you from me
My envy of things that separate you and me


Details | Lyric | |

I Hope It Never Ends

The winds here.
It's come to whisper secrets
And blow my words all to the grounds. 
There go all my papers, 
They never had a reason or rhyme.

I'm wishing you would call me
And spare me a short story,
I can't seem to find the mind to like any of mine. 
I'll hit you with a sarcastic punch line
And leave you with a black eye of regret.

Maybe one day
You'll be ready
To start just what you said.
Maybe one day
You'll be ready
To start just what you said.
I hope it never ends. 

I'm here.
I'm burning like a birthday candle;
Blow me out and make a wish. 
Oh so now you're not happy here.
I can't just relight myself, you can try again next year.

She's wishing that I would stop my writing,
But that's not what I like and I strike twice like lightning.
And the lighting doesn't help the situation.
It's cold in here and she's wearing my good sweater.
I start to feel a bit better when I get it back and it smells like her. 

Maybe one day
You'll be ready
To start just what you said.
Maybe one day
You'll be ready
To start just what you said,
My favorite loving friend.

And you know that all my works about you
And all my doubts about you,
You know it never ends, you know it never ends. 
And she hates every one of my songs,
But I can't be in the wrong.
Stop hanging on a chorus.
I didn't know that you were so porous
And that I could sink in so deep.
I really should sing with a disclaimer.
She hates all of my songs but can you blame her,
Can you blame her?

Maybe one day
You'll be ready
To start just what you said.
Maybe one day
You'll be ready
To start just what you said,
My favorite loving friend.
I hope it never ends,
I hope it never ends.


Details | Lyric | |

Cel-Shaded Gold

I forgot how to write
My God it's not sounding right
The way I'd shape my face by phrase on a page
The shades I'd make cry, pray, and praise your name

Out of the blue you chalked me on cue
To change the hue of my attitude
You say "I'll pull it right out of you
And carry this, your arrogance
An arrow in
My vow to you"

So what do I do when I've lost my voice
And need a ploy just to prove my choice
When it's true that

That I'm the biggest fool on the planet but
But I'd be a tool to wanna change it 'cause
'Cause I'm a lion in a strange land
I'm untamed maybe I'm deranged and
I can't say I'm a safe man

I don't sell my soul, although you know I'd
I'd go render my last cel-shaded gold
Through a bold
But hidden code
Where love and hate they'll mold fixated in a humble abode

You see I'm not perfect
And for sure you've heard it
Oh it's true that

That I'm the biggest fool on the planet but
But I'd be a tool to wanna change it 'cause
'Cause I'm a lion in a strange land
I'm untamed maybe I'm deranged and
I can't say I'm a sane man

No I can't say I'm a safe man
So I can't say I'm a sane man
No I can't say I'm a sane man
So I can't say I'm a safe man


Details | Rhyme | |

Sexy

   Sexy is the way 

    her lips move on his ear. 

     Never touching 

      always whispering 

       things I'll never hear.


Details | Lyric | |

Borderline's Wreckage

I'm Agonizing every Word that my mind Creates You've done this all to me release your wrath to Me You wonder How much a Human Heart can take I've reached the limit You've invaded me on every level none of this is Mine anymore I can't bleed enough for You We're through This, This Torture Homicidal With You Suicidal Without You Feel Free to abuse If it's you I won't lose The Winds push away The Vines pull forth I'm at a lose on what to do So very lost and Confused Don't say we're through Homicidal With You Suicidal Without You I Hate you ...Don't leave me I push you so far away But need you so close I'm on the edge you're all I really need I'll do anything Just don't Abandoned me leaving has it's toll Homicidal With You Suicidal Without You


Details | Rhyme | |

DaddyTold Me Song on CD

In life to get by, I really do try, very hard to live by,
the old fashioned ways, of how my daddy lived his days,
He often told me not to lie, and when he caught me, it made me cry,
and I still remember him say, son you'll be ok, tomorrow's another day,

Then daddy told me about the war, the first time he wrecked a car,
and of how it made him cry, when some of his friends died,
Then we looked up in the sky, and the whole world felt like ours,
staring high up in  the sky, I just wished that we could fly,

Being young, I asked dad...why?...why do people have to die?
Then I heard him sigh....and say....my oh my oh my,
and he looked me in the eye,
as I yearned for his reply:

Son, people are dying without....and dying within,
with no way out.....hunger starves a friend...
Death is much about, bloody wars that never end...
The whole world, no doubt, suffers from serious sin,

Then we looked high up in the sky, suddenly a shooting star went by,
and the whole world felt like ours, as daddy told me about the stars,
Then I listened to him say, son...tomorrow and everyday...
let nothing stand in your way, and you'll succeed in life....OK.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Coal-Est.hot Item

(Inspired by the genius of Ms. Norey Bailey. Please check her out )

Soulful sista
Strolling in her full spirited stride
Just couldn't hide
From my heart's searching eye's
that I swore I
wouldn't allow to be blinded by this mindless modern day luv no more
Until that particular half second
I wanted to run-------grab her by the hands!!!!!! 
AND......
take her down to see the Reverend

I didn't have any spare time that was to be wasted
Wanted to recycle my trashy reputatation
Strip
      Down         My image                                                                      Un-til- it was raw

So that.....
It could be steamed and not fried
BLESSED
Not viciously devoured
  Hope that I'm a genourous helping
That'll nurture your body and soul
and in no way be unhealthy
One who'd always fill you up, never leave you empty
Be your top and bottom money maker and not once will you ever have to pimp me

Easy to open
Hard to tear apart
I play a game thats not a game & i trump any Player's card
I'm what the mighty-dollar can't buy
And I'm the same thing that stores just don't sale


Details | Lyric | |

I Found Out Today

I found out today you had never been true
You were with someone else when I was seeing you.
You took my love, my heart, my trust
And all it meant to you was lust.

I found out today that you gave her a ring
While talking with me about the same thing
And pledged your vows and made her your wife
And swore to stay with her the rest of your life.

Was it just a race?  Was it just a game?
Did either of us matter or were we just the same?
Did you really care which one of us said yes first?
Here I thought when you left me you had done your worst.

I found out today the ink was not yet dry
On the decree from your previous lie.
I was just one of many, a face in your crowd
Being duped by you does not make me proud.

I found out today I will get over you
I will hold my head high, I will get through
You have made me a skeptic, you have opened my eyes
I will not so easily fall for men's lies.

One day if I chance to see you on the street
If our paths should cross, if our eyes should meet
I'll forget the deceptions, the lies you would say
I'll remember the truth that I found out today.




Details | Ode | |

In Memoriam (Che Guevara)

                            I
I woke up this morning with tears in my eyes,
your face was in the morning paper;
they shot you dead like a dog,
hunted you out all day and night.

                            II
They said you'd always been a bad seed
and youths were dying because of you;
they said you're a criminal on the run
with a dirty face and shaggy head.

                    (Refrain)
But I know you better than they do,
you preached love to all the people;
you fought for them, young and old,
you lit up their nights with your heart.

                            III
And now as I see you lying dead,
it seems my dreams have vanished as well;
they can call you names, any names they want,
but I know there's only one like you, 
there's only one like you, 
there's only one Che Guevara.
              (Repeat Refrain)
                
You lit up their nights with your heart,
you lit up their nights with your heart,
you lit up their nights with your heart.



Details | Free verse | |

Generic Minds

generic minds listen to generic music
have generic thoughts that are unknowingly abusive
watch generic things talk about generic things
gee this generic *****is spreading like a disease
better get your flu shot 
thats what they said to me
a suicidal vaccine 
a subliminal killing spree
its contagious and the outrageous
thing about it is that the people are blind in an eye
that they didn't even know they had
it's sickening to watch these clueless civilians 
inside the looking glass
with nightmares of being free
without a key to their mind
for it is trapped in the frequency
in the illusion of time
bathed in our universe
killing all that refuse to see
those that admit to hypocracy
or see the message in hip hop
how cant you see
the message in the lyrics that
bring adolescents to their knees
from bullet wounds conflicting their flesh
contradicting that they're the best
but the songs keep telling them that they dont need no rest
that they dont wanna go home
that they should ride alone
with the gat as their only companion
and so the only path they choose is the one that they're told
until they grow old and hope turns to a window pane
inside a window pane, until all they feel is pain
they realize that the music itself is ashamed
so whats to look up to
when you cant even speak when you cant even walk because you look so bleak
your eyes are sunken from the tv you're infested with the dee zees
now its too late to turn around and live for your conscious
so when youre screaming oh please
close your eyes and bring your mind to life
open your eyes for the first time
and never wonder why
since the answer this entire time
has been inside
and you better find it before you die
you dont want your soul to be in a pool with all the others
a buncha brothers missing their mothers
but only seeing strangers
only feeling the haters
wishing they would have used their minds when they had them
and now its too late,
now it's time for another new born fate to grab them


Details | Haiku | |

The Internet: Return

A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
Procrastination!


Details | Lyric | |

Who am I

A tribute to Ramana Maharshi, a man who has inspired me for forty years. a greaty Indian saint he was.....Peter




Who Am I?

Sometimes I ask the question “who Am I?”
Am I just this tiny speck put here by trust?
Just a puppet in the hands of destiny
To be blown within the wind just merely dust.

Then sometimes I’m aware of who I am
As I stand beside a lake or waterfall
As the music of the morning melts into me
And deep within that ancient whisper calls.

Well I ask myself this question
“Will I ever find the way?”
Ramana told me what to do
Said “Do it now, today!”

Oh such a little question one may ask
Does the answer come and blow the mind away?
Will the truth arise to set the bird to freedom?
If one asks this thing each minute of the day.


Details | Lyric | |

Untitled #246 / Go wild

“Go wild with me”


Details | Lyric | |

Solipsist

Let the Deicide commence.

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart is beating out of your chest!
And you have slayed the ones whom would love you for anything less
Ready to consume the final fragments of innocence,
And for you there is no forgiveness,
On your knees pleading, screaming to a tyrant in the skies;
The father of lies.

I will never be enslaved in your superiority
The people agree: jaded of your false dichotomies.
Know: I will be whomever nature intends to be
Apollo and I will share our dreams,
and you will be forced to see
your failure!

I know who you are...
Readily the first to present your scars
Chained by some despot or mental czar
An emotional homunculus in your mind, behind bars
Reluctant to escape - even when proven fake
Your demented mind - depths no one will penetrate!
 
...And you see me suffering
Not caring of any casualties
Just as long you recieve your safeguard of sympathy
So very wary of the masses and their Anarchy; Liberious ways

Solipsist - Is there no one you can see?
Even if she was presented burning?
Solipsist - Is there no one you can believe?
Even if Sophia was screaming?
Solipsist - Know you have killed and abused me
Imprisoned in your own  personal reality 




Details | I do not know? | |

I'm Sorry For Being So Cold

My words may feel so cold,
Yet this feeling of falling and 
Then trying to be so loving
Eventually misleads me to 
Feeling like she or myself 
Is gradually shoving my feelings 
Through an invisible door.

It's all so not worth 
Letting this sorrow corner me in,
My mind is wondering if I'm truly fine with
Having no one special in my own current life.

My reasons for trying to 
Move onwards from there
Were nothing but idealized dreams
Turning into unpleasant realities. 

Who knew that a few days 
After those euphoric moments
I would be realizing that 
The strings of my heart were pulled
By desires so unnecessary for healing 
My own inner strife.

My words may have been so cold,
But it's only because this sorrow I go through
Will always continue beyond tomorrow.

You don't deserve being 
My eternal object of depression,
Yet you are also even taking it 
All too simply to be the object
Of my true love and affection.

My feelings from loving you 
Were absolutely true,
But I now see I was so wrong 
In believing in my own naïve thoughts.
So fleeting was the beautiful 
Rendering of my soul,
Except that no one knew then 
That it was only a game of pretend.

Wanting my first kiss returned, 
Yet again I guess first can mean the worst,
So I guess I'll find someone 
Who will become my second best.
After telling you I can't love you anymore, 
I now feel as if I can finally rest.

My words were only so cold,
Because something in the depths of my heart
Was calling out to be heard.

In the end though I have released myself
From the bittersweet feelings I gained from 
My voice and feelings that once were forsaken.
I'm sorry for being so cold.


Details | Couplet | |

A Different Verse

A different time, a different place
A different life and different face

Different wants and different needs
Different values and different creeds

Different Pomp and Circumstance
Different songs and different dance

Different likes and different hate
Different foods on different plate

A different boat on a different sea
A different you and a different me


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

brines' sister


Back in the distance stood her form
she waved saluting - and I knew,
our life had stopped , the distance grew,
- when I embarked, her glance was warm.

The Adriatic was that night
calm - covered by a cotton mist,
- she shroud became, of our last feast
that lingered in the souls first light.

And ghostly was the old ship's log
- fair ocean sister - end betimes
she covered us with sounds of chimes
that rang harmonic from the fog.

Like Sirens' voices their sound welled
forthright - unearthly was their verse
so blithe and kind in minds rehearse
thus spoken words beloved and held.

Brines' sister, distance and faint glow
- from depths my solitude enacts,
while shooting stars on earthward tracks
night-race to quench by ocean's draw.

The boldness of the ship declines
the nautilus' endangered fare;
it's wrongful to recall her stare,
our bicycling and coastwise pines.

Brines' sister song conducts in air
- our magistral attended line,
how beautiful the dewdrops shine
- aloneness floats on seaward fare.

© G.V. 04-21-2013
(Iambic tetrameter)

Contest: Longing
Sponsor: PD
Placement: 1st


Details | Imagism | |

A Farmer's Eyes and a Sailor's Shadow

A thorough yield
On a farm field of far east
It took me time to realize
How far I am to my far east of coast

Call of my weather
Call of my winds
I sailed further and farther
To my naked coasts
Naive songs, Nimble rains
Nile of rivers, Nascent clouds

Reaching this far
I kissed my earth
Ground of my grief
Glory of my ghosts
Glad is those leaves
However scanty they are

Cast is my shadows
No longer they hide
My colors and my figures
They cast numbers on stars
Measure their light
Scope my winters
Scale my summers
Scanty my rains
Scuttle I wish my springs

Now let me see my greens
Their leveling heights
Their leafy gaze
Their spiderly gesture
Their primordial texture
Now let me be slow
In company of my greens

#Poem by +Gokul Alex


Details | Ode | |

Nyx - Ode


Strophe:

The shadows know the scent of cloves,
as Nyx devolves from sleep's crossroad,
the night-owls croak to domes above,
her ode the stars turns to abode.

Her firmness strings the scene's stillness,
her laughter waves in hung ether,
small hours' submit her thoughts' steepness,
advancing 'mid green heather.

The night birds watch - with eyes of amber
night wraiths descend from stardome flare,
upon a sky-drome meander
that ghostly travelers time-share.
-----

Antistrophe:

Brilliant's the moon in ventured glory,
above shapes lays and daunting wraiths,
her eminence surpassed souls' faith,
to hark the travelers' lone story.

And kind advanced to lands of blooms,
as night conveyed upon each breath,
she confers grand the kiss of death,
with fates to weave on lethal looms.
-----

Epode:

On darkened growth she shines dismal,
In Stygian reign she rules - abysmal,
enchanted souls shall dwell in void,
with Acheron's old paths destroyed.
-----
© G.V. 10-03-2012, All Rights Reserved
Nyx = Night


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Wedding

Sometimes things are up,
And sometimes they are down,
Sometimes black is white, 
And sometimes it is brown.
All the rivers flowing,
Back to the sacred sea,
All the monkeys climbing,
Up the very same tree.
You think you know a lot,
Think you know it all,
But the autumn leaves are falling,
At the north wind's lonely call.
The thinking of the meaning,
The reasons lost and gone,
At last the place is ready, 
A vacant holy throne.
The emptiness that fill you,
Fills you from inside,
Is the treasure you are holding,
The bridegroom's holy bride.
And now the north wind's blowing,
Blowing down the Way,
And now we sit here waiting,
For the bridegroom's wedding day.

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Details | Lyric | |

Lacerated Wings

They are bound to the Earth like trees
Suffocating under the weight of an icy grave 
Reaching to be free, but only their limbs are seen
Hoping that one day someone will see:
They can't escape with lacerated wings

The ocean surrounds me, covering everything
Nothing will be clearly seen; confusion overwhelming
No-one can save you, you're on your own, left to die
Manipulating every bleeding heart you can find
I can't escape with lacerated wings.

Swarms of nets, waves of screams 
Entangle: your captive illusions and dreams
The mask has be seared - The truth now they see
The Liar - Vampiric Fiend; lowly thief
And now they know you can't escape with Lacerated Wings

There's reasons for your rejections:
Your Heavy heart's transferred oppression
The scars are too deep to pass the trials
But you can find peace in your cage of empty spirals
You Cannot Escape With Lacerated Wings


Details | Ballad | |

Rose Hips Lady

Rose hips lady
Your field is ripe
Bury my torn body
In that rain-soaked night

Taste those sweet confessions
On your baby breath
Lift this wounded flag
Into your burning nest

Oh, yes, I will
I will

Rose hips lady
Your field is ripe
Bury my torn body
In that rain-soaked night

Tame the roaring tiger
Never lets you rest
Take my last reward 
From your moonlit breasts

Oh, yes, I will
I will

Daddy’s gone hunting 
He’s gone away
Daddy’s gone hunting
Won’t be back for days

Left you with a lover
Makes a shrine 
Of your skin

Left you with a lover
Takes you down
Roads of sin

Left you all alone 
Alone

And the knots cut deep
Through the musk and flesh
Of hot regret
And the love you need
It’s a shadow
Never lets you rest

You release the Beast
From a well that’s wet
You will confess
That the love you need
It’s a shadow
Never lets you rest

Rose hips lady
Aaaaaah......


Details | Lyric | |

IF LIFE WAS A GAME

If life was a game
Loving would not be magical
Neither a breathtaking journey
For love is an honour, a blessing
Bestowed upon the beloved
Inspiring humanity to see the world brightly,
With goodness and sweetness in the midst
So, love is dignified feeling about reality,
Whereas game is about getting fun

If life was a game
Then there would be no faith
Because faith is all about belief,
With something worthy to hold on to,
Whereas game embraces contests;
If life was a game 
May be the truth would be forbidden
For the truth is a commitment,
To the just world, and route to perfection
But game is all about amusement

If life was a game
May be no one would be loyal
For loyalty is an art, of being devoted to the truth
But game is a pursuit for winning;
If life was a game
There would be no need to be good,
Because goodness is a moral obligation-
-Leading to eternity,
Whereas game is competitive obligation

Oh! If life was a game
May be there would not be much worth living for
For every creature would be a contestant
Fighting for the prize
For what more could we do?
Except seeking pleasure-
-Signing our names on admired places
Imagine if pleasure was the sole good,
With every creature yearning in desire
The whole world would sink in a funny mood



Details | Ballad | |

Fireworks Hill

Let’s go climb
And move back time
To that mysterious hill
Where a boy first met his girl

Long before 
The cynics arrived
Before the laughter died
And God returned the day to night

Where dazzling fireworks
Rained sparkles
On our lives
Two strange birds
Came together
And opened up their eyes

Let’s go climb 
We’ll move back time

Fireworks Hill, Fireworks Hill
Far from my mind
Never forgotten
Fireworks Hill, Fireworks Hill
We became one there
So very often

And there are vivid colors 
Blasting through the sky
Dancing rainbows 
I really want to taste
There is weeping smoke
Painting all the stars
Burning graveyards 
For the human race

Let’s go climb
And move back time
To that mysterious hill
Where a boy first met his girl

We’ll race to the edge
Fulfill our pledge
It was written in blood
The heat of our love

Oh, jump, baby, jump
We’ll fly away together
Jump, baby, jump
Our bodies joined forever

Let’s go climb
And move back time 
To that mysterious hill
Where a boy first met his girl

Fireworks hill, fireworks hill
I see the sparkles in the air
Fireworks hill, fireworks hill
I smell the dazzle of your hair
Fireworks hill, Fireworks hill
We flew to Heaven over there

Let’s go climb
We’ll move back time
(Forever…with you)


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?


Details | Light Poetry | |

Butterfly

I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new
Always living from my heart not knowing what
else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is 
just the case, people would walk over me
like I was their dirty used up suitcase.
Now I feel a newness coming, like a light
shining from the sky, colors fill my world
and I know I am blooming into a butterfly.
Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them
flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising
me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming
My faith leads me where I need to go giving me
insight and wiseness for only me to know.
I have not  done this on my own you see
I have been guided by God and Angels
on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at
it's best comes from a wise lady who
seems to know me best. Lucky, I am 
to have her in my life, she always shoots
it straight and tells me like it is, knowing
her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith..
I feel like flying through the sky or climbing 
a tree way up high. I feel like observing the 
world just like a brand new butterfly so as I
Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past
Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside 
 a touch of color here a touch of color there
makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly...


Written By: Christina A McCullouch 
04/09/2013


Details | Ballad | |

Antigone

I am the face of misery
My life, a dissonance of autumn and spring,
The years are written in the same
Lugubrious, nostalgic grey
How can it be the author to blame?
I cannot scream this all away…
Burn nor Bleed this all away…
To Death I am Ordained

Lacuna ever growing
With Velvet sheets of life flowing
Aeons apart of my "royalty"
Under the mask the cannot see...
Can you dispel this tragedy:
Antigone - Epiphany failing

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

No words of hope
No words of hate
Do I have Lenore to send to me:
The sordid child of Thebes
Caught In the longest nightmare
life - the slowest way to die

I know this is my life 
But I'm not under control
under the mask the will see
Just Another Human

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

Can you dispel my life; this tragedy?
Can you control the storm in my mind?
I'm asking you: can you rid me
Of The Curse of Antigone?


Details | Free verse | |

Daybreak

I wake on the sand
Right near the beach
You have yet to awake
Far out of reach
And Daybreak has arrived
A beauty unlike any other
Comparable only to us, girl
And how we love each other

So I gaze up alone
Marveling up at the sky
The warmth of the sun
Drying my eyes
I'm reflecting on us
Oh how each other we trust
I'm just so happy we're together
And I think to myself,
Just as this sun, we'll last forever

Then returning to be with you
I lay again now
Place my hand gently
On your warm tender shoulder
While I think of our lives today, love
And how they'll be when we're older...
I know there'd be no other way
So "I Love You" I make sure I say
To you, each and everyday


Details | Quatrain | |

In My Life

There are places I remember Some I used to call my home Family house behind the curtain Tiny hotel room in Rome There are people that I met Walking down the path of life Meeting some I do regret Many still walk alongside There were moments in my life Many I admit were hard Gone with a blink of an eye Some I cherish in my heart All those moments and those places People that I know and knew They’d lose meaning, color, flavor If in my life there was no YOU. (Based on "In My Life" by The Beatles)


Details | Narrative | |

The Final Confessions I

These are my confessions
Secrets of my mind
Everything that mattered
Truth I can not hide

Nothing but a shadow
Distant memory
What I was, What I am
What I’m supposed to be

Forgive me, God, forgive me
For being so unkind
Impatient…ungrateful
Cynical and blind

To those who thought they knew me
And those who never did
To those who hear my songs 
In the places where they live

I offer my confessions
Honest to the core
Offer my confessions
There won’t be anymore

No more…


Details | Ballad | |

Voice in the Night

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Call of hope
After the world turned dark

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Healing words
Made from
Angel heart

Oh, her chocolate whisper
Warm convincing breeze
Oh, her breathy laughter
In the shadow of my need 

Don’t you hear the voice?
Save  you from despair
Don’t you hear the voice?
Sent by ghosts who care

Don’t you hear the voice?
Rises like a prayer
Come to rescue you
From your earthly snare

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Call of hope 
Kissed my tears away

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Now I dance
To a magic serenade

Don’t you hear the voice?
Memories of home
Don’t you hear the voice?
Pretty as a poem

Don’t you hear the voice?
Vivifies your soul
Bathes you in a pool 
Love you’ve never known

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Call of hope
After the world turned dark

Voice inside the darkness
Gets into my head
Lady caller,
Take me, take me
To your bed

Voice inside the darkness
Gets into my head
Lady caller
Raise me, raise me
From the dead

Voice inside the darkness
Gets into my head


Details | Free verse | |

Giving In To The Gray

Overwhelmed with fear I whispered into the rain
Disarming defenses, Giving in to the gray 
Tearing down all of my shelter within my hollowed decay
While this echoing silence gave every tear drop a name
They begin filling the voids with mundane hopes for a change
Heaven will save me from this hell and blue skies will reign
Lazily lay in green grass watching clouds drift away
It's all but a deflated dream now that the colors have changed
My thoughts have become restless noise of uncertainties rearranged
Damning all of my emotions, lies decorated with grace
Now I stand with a hardened heart in the sobering autumn rain 
I'm disarmed and defenseless, Giving in to the gray


Details | Epic | |

On Clouds' Garage

His engine's raw horsepower screams
the peril vests this morn's adage,
the tilt on asphalt seems extreme,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.

He rides upon the slopes'  domains
man's sacred deed in cold embrace,
The engine bellows on octanes,
engaging on the crags of Thrace.

The Metzelers on wet rise hold,
titanic torque and skill's finesse,
on borderlines and Thracian wold,
in Dainese, the bold egress.

The metal knee cups spark on ground,
the snow flakes melt on full face Shoei,
steep slopes resend untamed the sound,
and thousand cubic mean strings play!

The maid of Thrace, and Strymon God,
on borderlines, bestows the badge,
amid the mists archaic bode,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.

And there she waits, betrothal rain,
the steel block hollers in thin air,
wet asphalt tracks - divine refrain,
as snow flakes lace the Thracian fare.
.
The maid of Thrace, and Strymon God,
on borderlines, bestows the badge,
amid the mists archaic bode,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.
.
His engine's raw horsepower screams
gray skies become his morn adage,
the tilt on asphalt seems extreme,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.

© 11-17-2012, G. Venetopoulos
(Iambic tetrameter)


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Dedicated To... (Rap Verse)

This is dedicated to
the uneducated who,
segregate from the greats
the hate gave integration to,
though the paved the way for you,
you just simulate the flu,
infected with cold hearts
like inflammation made it through,
To...
You...

So take a second to converse,
listen to me, then speak,
just make sure you think first,
about the thirst, of the dream,
had by Dr. King, which would
hurt beyond the seams, if he 
witnessed everything,
The Scenes!

How we're treating one another,
Educated versus thugs, like
we are not brothers, What's the
point to jump from slavery to 
having white lovers, if less racism 
means the blacks hate each other?
My Brothers! I have no intent on
hating you, I just hope you make it
through. So this is Dedicated To
You...


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?


Details | Lyric | |

Little do they know

Little do they know
this candle is a torch.
That this torch
a conflagration.

Little do they know
these rocks are a mountain.
That these mountains
are earth.

Little do they know
we still see in the dark.
That the darkness
births sunlight.

Little do they know
these trumpets will call.
That the call
will emancipate.

Raise your head
from its hunched state
knowing that they will one day see
A truest composition of you and me.


Details | Free verse | |

Draconian II

[The Puppeteer]
The storm I see you in
Caught in the race of Caïn
Held by the arms you cannot see--the conducter of Ennui 
-No stronger than the void you hold within-
It began with a hope, an obsession
Casted into, slavery of repugnant possessions 
Granted by, the Avaricious Lords, the ones we serve for
-They Told Us to pray, hope, away from despair, the despair caused by their immaculate Hands
Malice, envy, greed, was granted to me, The Feudal Dream, we want to be Them, just like him
-just how he solaces us, ambivalent hope, engendering knives to my throat 

[The Fall]
In this Valley of morning and weeping
Love lies bleeding, in desperate fear
With their talons, the hunt to rip out thy heart 
As each velvet petal falls apart
Her body chained in their bile and lies, covered with their red-spy
-sent just to check if our souls are in line, do not defy 
Her blood velvet and pure, drips away with innocence of the amber guardian 
The soil of plagues, beggars, and graves
Is know her home, the coven of solace
Though the seed has died--resurrection Is near passing through death's fear
One stronger than you--and thy funeral skies
She is alive--anew
But the vapors still remain
The Apocalypse is here, do we fear?
Just for the death of our sins
Elysia never Seemed so far away

[Our Damnation]
Solitary ruins, Fulfill their visions
We strayed far from the depths within 
We all lingered to his solace--lies
-you make the sign everyday, but lack toknow the name
We are just the toys, he pulls all of the strings
We are nothing in this burning world
of Decadence, and Failed Semblance

[Draconian] 
Draconian--Reach for the shadows within
Draconian--Break from the Fallen's son
Draconian--Their empirical lies, only die
Draconian--Reach the shadows within


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Right Now

In the exact moment that I am right now
I stand in a sea of vulnerability;
susceptible to the effects of causes around me
and since I am fully aware, 
I own my surroundings
I am one with sounds and vibrations
resonating from the earth;
I am that pulse of the drum beat 
thats been thrashing 
inside me since birth

Right now, I am exactly as I am
deeply flawed and misjudged
used, victimized and persecuted
Right now I am you in the absolute

Right now, I am exactly as I am
balanced, whole and complete
attracting abundance and certainty  
Right now I am peace - still you
 
Right now, I am exactly as I am
You


Details | Lyric | |

Like a bird

Like a bird

Like a bird up in a treetop
Singing, tenderly
This little bird I know him well
This creature it be me
I sit here with my pen in hand
And sing so crazily
With symbols shining out like gold
I give my song to thee

These words, they be my  message
I sing them to the sky
One day his body will be gone
But the words will never die
They well up from my very soul
Without no help from me
I am that bird up in a tree
With his lone symphony.

And lord, I like to share it
I will whisper from the stars
And tell the world I am this bird
Send vibes out wide and far
That sing about the journey
The only one I know
As I’m sending out my story
In words that make it glow.

5 August 2013 @ 1755hrs.







Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?


Details | Ballad | |

Gentle music

Gentle music

Always I’ve loved music
How I love to write those songs
I love to bash on the old guitar
And sing my words so strong
But gentle always does it
Sheer noise, I cannot stand
I love a real sweet melody
With a lovely soft, sweet band.

It seems the melody has gone
From music, now these days
Everyone just screams and shouts
Their minds all in a haze
From every kind of booze and drugs
All sweetness played right out
The young guys call it music
But me, I have my doubts.

I write my songs with sweetness
The words as plain as day
I need to get my words across
Not put folk in a daze
I want to see folk happy
Not doped out of their heads
I’m not out to feed the mind
I choose the heart instead.

25 August 2013 @ 1156hrs.


Details | Ballad | |

Zero

I was born pale and invisible
In a world
Sees everything 
Everything, everything….but me

Invisible to your touch
And doubt you’ll like me very much
Am I alive?
Was I ever me?

I’m a non-existent cipher
A pointless empty zero
Never added up to anything
A non-existent cipher
Pointless empty zero
Tell me….what does it all mean?

And now I think I want you
Ethereal body
Oblivious mask
And now I think I love you
Intelligent lips
Painted in black

But no need to look my way
Or give me the time of day

Can’t be with you 
In this world
Invisible man 
Never gets the girl

Oh, no...

I’ll find where you are
And watch from afar
You will be felt by me

I’ll find where you are
And watch from afar
You will be loved by me

Your 
Zero 
Tonight
Your 
Zero 
For life
Your zero
The day I die

Your zero….your zero

Zero


Details | Rhyme | |

SCARY MOMENTS

Pretty girl, a perfect home
I will never be alone 
but life's a bore

The American dream
it's not all it seems
not chasing anymore

I'm so restless inside
afraid I can't hide
a wondering heart

You touched my hand
and feelings began
love's spark

I can't be taken when I'm taken 
so I must say no
Upon further contemplation what if I'm really mistaken 
oh I need to know
I'm shaken and awakened, my defenses overtaken
I can't say no

You are a summer tease
know just how to please
dancing slow

Here in my embrace
inhibition erased
emotions grow

I can't be taken when I'm taken 
so I must say no
Upon further contemplation what if I'm really mistaken 
oh I need to know
I'm shaken and awakened, my defenses overtaken
I can't say no!

Oh, whoa..
like a baby in the water, like a lamb to the slaughter 
know it's death but here I go...

I can't be taken when I'm taken 
so I must say no
Upon further contemplation what if I'm really mistaken 
oh I need to know
I'm shaken and awakened, my defenses overtaken
I can't say no..
I can't say no..
oh, baby, I need you to say no..
Say No!

20 May 2014
For Shadow's Scary Moments Contest


Details | Lyric | |

Turn on your light

Turn On Your Light.

Turn on your light

Turn on your light
Light the velvet softness of your night
You might have felt that breath of sweetest power
In that silver moon
That paints the twilight hours
Have you ever felt that mystic pull
That takes you from the smallest flower 
To melt into the all.

I sometimes stand there staring at the sea
As each wave reaches out to destiny
To fade and then to come back
So another wave might form
To be destroyed
Then to be reborn….

Turn on your light
Pass no judgment, who’s to say what’s right?
 No need for this when light is shining bright
Have you felt such magic
Have you felt that pull
It’s something that must happen to each fool
He must learn how to melt into
The silence of the all.

The secrets they be wrote within your soul
Seek them out and let them make you whole
Each flower it must bloom then die
So know your precious I
Must be destroyed
To be reborn… 


Details | Rhyme | |

Living Without

I tried to write about love but I haven’t felt it. 
I tried to write about the sea but I’ve never seen it. 
Then I tried to write about the air, but I have never breathed it. 
I tried to write about magic but I never believed it.
I couldn’t write about god, all I have ever done is sinned.
And when I tried to write about life I found, 
I have never really lived.


Details | I do not know? | |

My Wishes are Simple





My Wishes are Simple


My wishes are simple,
my desires few,

to gaze upon an ocean,
and marvel at a solitary drop of dew.



My wishes are simple,
my dreams not too grand,

to feel the waves teasing my tired feet,
with no footprints left in the cool, wet sand.



My wishes are simple,
my thoughts serenely gentle, calm,

my heart resting beneath a swaying palm,

healing my being, caressed by nature's soothing balm.





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Nature's Sigh

The Black butterfly waves away her adorations
All she seeks is seclusion, subsuming slave to mortification
The Dear Air is all she can breath, captive of imaginary dreams
The Beacon resonates, but the hope isolates
The Wasteland's silky fingers caressing the virgin's face

So she is now, the covet of the damned
Programmed to every victim's pain
Carrying the weight of every sorrow
Drowning in wrongs she does not know
But paradise is at loss; she must go

Nature sighs after the bite
All my hopes fading
Don't look at me with those sorrowful eyes
How do you know exactly what I'm feeling?
I'm just the ghost flower passing by
And you can hear nature's sigh


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Wisdom of Heights---Climb with Me

This morning
bells toll
a trumpet sounds
but refuses to blare
it just doesn't know 
how to harm
what it takes
to infect the living 

trees
earth
and sound
survive sadness
out last the past
bond brothers and sisters
of sky
air 
mud 
and water
as it loses 
to a force

some days...

this morning
it wins
because the vibration knows god
and is ONE

and though human imperfections
sit in the shadows of it's path
perfections will
and forever will
prevail

people
so arrogant 
we choose to destroy 
but how can we concentrate 
on methods of malcontent
when god sits at our breakfast table?
urging
as father urges child
"get up!"
"move on!"
"stand on two feet!"
"breath child!"

he tolls the bell
as we lay on deaf ears
he loosens ties with anger 
as the path warns and wears
thrusting
driving this cosmic ship 
of no loses
only tiny
arrogant setbacks

and he smiles
for he knows
what we yet
have to find...
and all is well.


Details | Lyric | |

A person I've met before

You are a person i've met before.
The man who stands knocking at my door.
I remember you from my dreams,
Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams.

You held the door open as I ran in for shelter from the cold weather & rain.
You are the man I stood next to in line.
You are the man I passed by
I danced as you sang the songs chorus.
I pushed my way through...
the sea of people and stopped next to you.
Amidst the crowd we stood, searching for a way out
I looked around, I glanced in your direction, I looked past you 
I found my way out, I hurried my way through.
I walked away having not met you.

A second glance, I did not take,
unaware that our meeting was fate.

You are a person i've met before,
Sometime ago on a night like tonight,
The air was warm, the stars shining bright
The night that we met,
I danced that night, I danced and danced until the morning light
I sat to lay my feet to rest, you came to me no different from the rest
You asked me for a cigarette.
An open chance to conversate 
knowing this interaction would not lead to a date
We shared thoughts and ideas of similar interests.
such as music and poetry, art and astrology.
At the time I thought nothing of it, a casual meeting of the mind.
Little did I know, I would continue to meet you throughout my lifetime.

You are a person i've met before,
I've read your book of poetry at the local book store.
you write of life, love and family.
You are a person i've met before,
I've seen your paintings, they are hard to ignore
You are the artist I dream of meeting
You are a person i've met before.

You are the man in my dreams, 
Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams.
I've met you 100 times before,
You are the man who stands knocking at my door.


Details | Free verse | |

HEART BEAT

When I pull away, you push

I’m silent, like a single finger to my blush lips

motioning “shush”

I feel like a caged tiger

craving freedom and lovers flesh

a prisoner of your personal horror

I must digress

I loose myself, into my mystical, magical, mind

to keep this empty agony, from burning into

each minute, of my lifetime

my body, feels frozen to your touch

your kisses, cannot melt my hatred

toward your soulless lust

I am strong from within, I cannot,

will not

let him win,

A real live porcelain doll I have

turned in

Two

lines forming a cross, hold my inner eye 

for the Lords love catches my tears as I cry

when your fists, strike my body

a bloody mess, you leave my lie

punishing me for your insecurities

and false lies

a chance to escape you, this dream

has me hypnotized

each day of mine, ends in silent sorrow

and begins, with prayer filled sighs

For love, does not beat you behind backs

and then smile in your eyes

using such smiles to disguise

to the outside, false facial expressions

keep things trill

I pray, for the strength one day,

to fight my prisoner back

perhaps kill


Details | Free verse | |

Skin Deep

If I could dream
for anything
I would dream of Peace, Love
and Unity
for all Bloods & Crips
all gangs, are in need of a change
for you represent such ignorance
and scrutiny 
Difference in colors worn
Sides in which you were born
are truly all that divides
when the two opposing sides
collide
and it makes no sense
for we all Bleed
Blue turned Red
Blood Inside
And a future generation
is hard to provide
when death, is like your shadow
creepin' up by your side
and drive-by shootings happen
each late night, outside
where running seems the only option
to know
for no places to hide
no defense for your demise
for a difference in colors worn
and what side in which you were born
is truly all that divides
when these two sides collide
and it makes no sense to me
for we all Bleed
Blue turned Red
Blood Inside


Details | Lyric | |

Im very loud without a sound

I can’t be lost and can’t be found,
I’m in the air and in the ground;
I’m very loud without a sound.
I’m everywhere yet can’t be seen,
I’m where you’re going,
and where you’ve been.
I never stop and never start;
I am spirit’s love, which fills your heart.


Details | Lyric | |

Leave me with my dreams

Leave me with my dreams.

Leave me with my dreams
Cause I’m a dreaming fellow
Leave me here a pondering
With mind all calm and mellow
Picturing a better world
Where evil is no more
Let me dream of the harmony
Of a world all free of war.

It might never happen
Sometimes it seems to me
That a tadpole has more chance
Of swimming in the deep blue sea
But let me dream about it
It makes my heart feel warm
Let me dream of a world at peace
And this it be the norm.

Leave me with my dreaming
Of peace and harmony
Where God will rest within each heart
And a perfect world will be
Where everywhere becomes a space
Of sweetest liberty.

Leave me with my dreams
Maybe they’ll seep into you
Then peace and harmony might reign
In everything you do
I guess that someone has to dream
For something to be born
So if more folk did get to dreaming
There might be a brand new dawn.


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Ride The Wind

Written February 24, 2012


One too many times
Our love has been unkind
To the rigors and chills of the snow
The streets they meet
Intersecting the heat
But the cold will blow without heed

To rekindle the flame
Must sound quite insane
But it's all I have left in this world
Yet to feed from the hand
Of another's demands
Could lead to the start of the fall

Ride the wind
Wherever it goes
Don't ask it questions
You don't want to know
The wind will carry you home


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I have loved it all

I have loved it all

I have loved it all
Adored the whole of it
All those foolish dramas
The dirt and all the grit
The joy, and all it’s sorrows
I’ve really loved it all
All in all my life is beautiful.

I’ve heard folk moan about old age
But not me, never, no
Cause every day forever more
I’ll always feel that glow
That comes from living happily
Within this now, and here
I’m holding each new day so very dear.

I have loved it all
I have, that’s how I be
Oh, I’m so glad to be here
With my philosophy
My fate knows what she’s doing
And she’ll do right by me.

You’ll never hear me moaning
About my years so far
Cause all is an adventure
With me, the leading star
And when I leave this shell behind
I’m quite prepared to go
Though where I’m bound for then, I do not know.


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Embracing Good-bye

I can't see for these tears have blinded by my eyes. 
I can't breathe cause these lungs are empty.
I feel like I have failed.
How could I have failed you so effortlessly? 
I was suppose to make your sunshine.
I was suppose to make you smile.
And now I can't even see.
I want to escape from being so ordinary.
I just want to stand up and scream.
Oh my God!!!
They said that we would never be.
When did you stop listening to me!?
Are you telling me that you listened, honestly!?
They're liars.
And now I am forsaken by a traitor. 
Liar.
Traitor.
So now there is no more you and me. 
I wanted to take you from this world.
Escape the hatred and betrayal.
I was meant to make you smile.
I was meant to take you from here.
I have failed you.
You have failed me.
You listened to them, honestly!?
We could have ran from this world that kept us apart.
Baby, I wish you would have never listened to a word that they said.
I take a moment to ponder about  things, I wish you would have gave me another chance.
I would have taken all the time in the world to prove them wrong. 
Your knife, my chest.
My blood, your dress.
Stitch it up!
I'll bite my lip and fake it!
Fake it!!
I'll say you never meant a thing, anything.
I gave you the world, and a diamong ring.
A solitaire.
You listened to them, when you should have listened to me. 
I can't see for the tears in my eyes.
Broken heart, deception, I'll stitch it up with a few more lies.
We could have been far from ordinary.
We could have had the world, but we have the contrary.
So now this is over, the world has me on my knees.
I'll bite my lip, i'll fake it, and say you didn't mean a thing.
Still so pretty, you're beauty illuminates this place.
I'll light a cigarette and watch this whole world burst into flames.


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MRS.LADY(if the shoe fit)

first of all respect yourself baby
act like a lady
what happened in your past ain't sufficient cause to hate me

get your self together you can shine like a pearl
but first distinguish the difference between women and girls

at first glance you was amazing had me in awe
but with simple conversation i revealed the flaw

you hid a lot of attitude under a body and a pretty face
but pouring syrup on shhhh don't make pancakes

I didn't sweat you or ride you
that probably surprised you
you'll find out the truth don't hurt but all the lies do


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paradise:lost


felt like i did before thats how i know i missed ya
if i could then i woulda grabbed ya hugged and kissed ya
bachelor for eternity missing the bigger picture
you i barely knew, appearing on every vista
i appreciate the support, but what i need is love
tho truth may hurt, better than all of the above
i trusted you cause you represent something ive never done,
who knew that two can prove to be better than one or
first in a place, never won a sum,
bygones gone and a couple of puns
we let the honey run till sweet enough touch
beat around the bush, no rush
it got hotter but the wetaher didnt change 
not a cloud in the sky or a drop of blame
no need for a why whenw e had an x
we gotta where we wanted then decided what next

no matter where i go 
over land and sea
id rather have you cause one is lonely 
keep me company
three not necessary
feels real comfy
has since february

february march april may june july august in a day
the longer we go the more we grow
feeling better each step of the way

if theres a problem we can talk and double check
nothing we cant solve with an embrace and kiss to the face or neck
i love you more than ode and penelope. maria odb
or lil kim and biggie
thank the gods we aint in a greek tragedy
or sometime before 19 sixty
for what is feminin
sent me to my questionin
i quickly collected evidence, respect
exactly what i expected, experiencing the extension
my seconds, perspective as my lessons
i remember when im stressing
to fit into my senses, lower my defenses
soothing if theres tenseness, leaving room for suggestion
did i mention that youre precious
a gift of personal appreciation, when we regard eachother
in highest celebration shared by lovers, so more than any i thank you
for willing to get as close as you do
i hope for you the complimentary is true
im sure if it wasnt we can talk it through its coo
right there is reason why i call you boo

no matter where i go 
over land and sea
id rather have you cause one is lonely 
keep me company
three not necessary
feels real comfy
has since february

february march april may june july august in a day
the longer we go the more we grow
feeling beter each step of the way


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My Broken Hand

I play my broken hand,
I play it,
Play my broken hand,
My broken hand...

I hold it
closer to my chest,
While the Sun's
sunk 'gain in the West;
Stakes tossed
all over the table,
My suit sags
a tight-rope cable.

Pray a pen
in my mangled clutch,
Or better,
my most desir'd touch:
Fingers 'pon
lips of a woman;
Peace restored,
need no broom, no pan.

I play my broken hand,
I play it,
Play my broken hand,
my broken hand...

I rasp it
over dry paper,
Confident
this Hope won't taper;
No more of
my disastrous luck,
Like that wall
my clenched fist struck.

Eyes stealing
each others' gazes,
Too late to
regret failed raises,
What more is
there still left to fear?
The Joker's
always somewhere near.

I play my broken hand,
I play it,
I play my broken hand,
I play it...

As the Jack
whispers, "Smoke's hollow.",
'Cross table,
my Queen's to follow,
'Companied
by a backing band.
Time's come for
the card's to be fanned.
Blot the ink,
toss a bit of sand;
Strange winnings,
hard to understand.


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I am...

I am a poet writing of my pain
I am a person living a life of shame
I am your daughter, hiding my depression
I am your sister, striving to make a great impression
I am your friend acting like I'm fine
I am a dreamer, wishing this life, wasn't mine
I am a girl who struggles with suicide
I am a teenager, pushing her tears aside







Side note: (Writing for other ladies out there, not so much myself, so don't worry about me)


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MUSIC - HAIKU

Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul


Details | Ballad | |

For the love of you

If only I could make you see
that you mean so much more to me,
a priceless gift, wrapped in a smile,
the dream that makes my day worthwhile,
undoubted proof there is a God,
the joy that not all hope is gone.
To me you are that piece of mind,
that gives the world such sweet reply
that although love is sometimes lost,
its remnants left will never die-

How more could I express my love
for words are but the breath in me
what more can I, a man still do
except to give what's left of me . . .
for lips can flatter all too well
and sing the praise of many things
but you are in a different class
to you . . . . . I give my everything!

If ever I do fail to prove
my strong and constant love for you
then never have I lived a day
or ever took a breath anew.


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-------------------------The Soul I Sold------------


If I seem down forgive me Frowns I carry around live in me When I break you see right through me GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD... The hurt I’ve learned brews in me GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD... Your words so true renew me If only you'd re-design me Take time rewind refine me Recreate the mold without lies I’ve told... GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD... The hurt I’ve learned brews in me GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD....


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Reflections: Intellectualism

To Dine, To Die;
Conversations spiral
While thunderous eyes
Grasp concepts to recycle.

Constant debt crisis
A political paradox
Grating social devices
Over the sorting of socks.

Pseudo-analysis
An endless groan
Argumental paralysis
The debate grants no throne.

Existentialism
Over a roast
Potatoes won't listen
To who talks the most.

"That point is so interesting"
The floor is open for chat
"What is real?" not a thing
"Meow" adds the cat.


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Regaining power

Regaining Power.

He walks a lonely road, with his head there in the clouds
And he doesn’t even notice passing strangers
He’s been here ‘bout a thousand years forever all alone
And he’s always looking out for passing danger.

Invisible sometimes he feels, so he tries to seek the glory
As the child calls out in panic “I am here
They have taken all my power so my blossom will not flower
And all around I’ve built a wall of fear

But it’s his pain it is his game
As he prowls around his cage
He lives in vain, is he insane?
And fear ignites his rage.

The truth be plain, the lions mane is what he must acquire
The little boy he must regain his power
And tell the world “I’m here, I’m here” and feed the burning fire
It would take this much to open up his flower.


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Blinded

Branded, like a cigarette
crushing flesh to the bone
paralysed by fear
though you struggle on your own
your ego 's got you wary
while your mind's in control
shut empty and on edge
Oh Down you go

No formal introduction
to a girl without a face
arms stretched out wide
consoles me with her grace
she says, she's got the answer
to any kind of pain
medicated love
pyrotechnics for the flame

Guess i am
your muse my friend
oh Yes I am
she says ... 


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The Fear

The Aphotic rays reach higher
And shame, shade reigns over all
Lacuna, Apathy is all I feel as I fall into the ashed grave
I'm living, the slowest way to die
Elysia, rapture where are you now

What will I do when the flame is extinguished 
What will I do when I drown in ash
What will I do when they sing my name in funeral dirges 
How can this be all, one short organic vitality
Scares to die, but afraid of a new day

Scared to die, but so afraid of a new day
Will I Ressructe to Paradise, burn in Hell, or lay in Sheol
Is this a there is, one feather, to the dirge
My life so long - my suffering grows
Scared to die, but so afraid of a new day

In all of the ashes, a flame begins
Once again, here I am
Living, the slowest way to die


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a few times

a few times
you said i was beautiful
and i flew
off  a lemon 
to the top of the moon
and rode to mars
in a silver tipped spoon

and when you thought 
i was ugly
i swept dirt off the floor
of a storm pitched sea
and ate raisins 
in a egg shell tree

by janetta


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Crown of Thorns

Crown of Thorns
A trace of thorns you are on my body, I am an eternal traveller, never stopping. You are the bitter predicament of my comfort, Traces of sensual pleasures - The mist of a veil is my constant reminder. You wound the stubble of my heartly thorns, I stand alone on the dusty conflagration Gazing towards an endless void, I am bridled with the burning pain of the thorns... My gaze tirelessly roves, Prickly are the thorns, With malediction entwined... I am drowning in a sweaty torrent, I am plunging into thorny depths, bloody and overworked from the struggle, I yield myself to the decision of fate.


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Poetry: For The Words, Are All Around Me

The secret syllables
and words
surround me
in a morning fog
I absorb them through
the places I wonder
ideas I ponder
they flow into my blood
veins
as they spill from my rose
lips
like shameless water
they sweep into me
like the wind behind my bare knees
they whisper into my ears
within the summers breeze
they creep u on me
like a bottle feeling
emerged from being
cloaked deep within
the search for a pen
and paper, feverishly
begins
into the depths of my soul
the intensity
is hard to control
like a wave, the words
tumble over me
overwhelmingly
grainy sands distort
my messages vision
as I struggle to write
how I remembered the piece
would begin
it feels like a rush
of electric
creativity
lightning bolts of
wisdom
jolt through my body
shooting from me
stories of grief, and struggles
things I share to help
others
not to repeat
of loss and love
like a bottled sermon
thrown from above
the words hit me


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The Dreamer

Standing I gaze through various windows and doorways.
Serene landscapes within each continuously changing for us.
My body tenses and quivers. My eyes burn and forehead sweats.
Each causes my mind to strain and grasp for thought.
Before me various lights dance and cascade, no music is heard.
The colors and shades dance, causing focus never to be gained.
Emotions burst forth sometimes pain, other times only joy.
Walking, running, falling the paths I choose never cease.
Figures and shapes stand before me no faces ever seen.
No speech or sound is ever heard, yet always understood.
Arms stretched failing to grasp always yearning for an answer.
Confused, my thoughts search eagerly for its very meaning.
Forever knowing that an answer is completely unyielding.
I scream my breath released with wet lips quivering.
I feel shaken and the darkness once again overcomes.
Suddenly I'm startled, my head raised, eyes now wide open.
Realizing the room is empty the dream is gone.


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On Dying

On Dying.

I was strolling in the sunshine
It was half past afternoon
And I even heard that new born baby cry.
As I carried on, I heard birdsong
That I’d missed my whole life long
Me mind had told me I was bound to die.

But the whisper in my heart said “cool
Look at the positives, you fool”
As he tried so hard to make me understand
That One must open up ones heart  
And see the whole, not just the parts?
It could be ones demise be kind of grand.

For positives have negatives
And negatives have positives
And life may choose to dance with you
With Death in fact enhancing you.

And then those trees did sparkle now
They seemed to glow and gleam somehow
And life seemed like a candy covered dream.
And now I know that every man
Is here to learn to understand
As still I wonder just what all this means.    


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life now

the life that you have now 
is the one you will cry over when you are removed from it 
it happens that many lives are taken 
away from the now and when we lived 
the can’t grow fast enough is bicycle hard to catch up to 
crispy in leaves, and, bare under the bark


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Where Wild Violets Grow

Where Wild Violets Grow

Scribbling these verses,
caressing your bare back,
simple rhymes,
flowing from my fingertips.


Scribbling verses,
sprinkling odes to fragrant promises,
your smile lightens the burdens,
off my heavy heart.


Scribbling verses,
soaked in countless kisses,
the moonlight waltzing on your skin.


Scribbling verses,
feeling you,
your love never ceases to flow,


through the streams of my mind,
to a place of our own,
where wild violets grow



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Trees and Dirt

Trees and dirt I sleep on the earth, the dust the sand, longing to birth.
Oil on skin, bare, 
sweat on your back, 
feels amazing.
Yes! Im back on track.
Sleeping cosy as a worm, 
unencumbered by any material possession or fixed term.
Free to explore, a magical universe, 
I must implore.
No home, no chores, no bills to pay. 
Just water, food gathered and warmth today.
A dusty cave, cute as a button, no slamming door, 
just love in your belly, to the very core.
I love this realm, 
just need more time, 
time to explore.
Trees and dirt  I sleep on the earth, the dust, the sand, longing to birth.
And return once again to mother earth.


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The certainty of you

A tribute to John and Carla Sherman at 'Just one look'

You can listen to the preachers
And the high priests, they as well
You can hear those Gurus speaking
You can think about endless Hell
It don’t matter what you’re doing
There’s just one thing to do
Look into the certainty of you.

You can do your meditation
Your Yoga, or Tai Chi
You can sail across the oceans
Seek help across the seas
There’s many who would help you
But you have to pay the price
But look at you, this be real good advice.

Take a look within you
And see what hides in there
Listen well to what the man has said
The one you thought was you
You’ll not find him everywhere
Turn around and look inside your head.

You can be a good or bad man
Or act jut like a drag
Overlook old ancient truths
Drink a beer or have a fag
Just take a look inside yourself
And see the one you be
Then in the end the truth shall set you free.


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Time to Add More Love

The world's just not the same
This empire in decline
Roses don't smell as sweet
Only grow half their size

And I say....

Baby, doesn't it make you feel sad inside?

And I say...

Baby, doesn't it make you want to cry?

Let's protect ourselves 
From the coming flood
Won't need no bullets
Just our shield of love

Let's protect ourselves
From the coming storm
Won't need no raincoats
While love keeps us warm

Time to put more wood
On the dying fire
Of hope

Time to add more love
Gonna raise this
Sinking boat

And I say....

Baby, doesn't it make you feel sad inside?

And I say....

Baby doesn't it make you want to cry?

You're all I need
To get through this 
Doom and gloom
Your love for me
And my love for you.


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I Think You Are The Cheap And Not Me ......

Showing me the expensive bangle on her wrist
She asked, "Will you buy me something like this ? "
If you do, you can take me out again
What do you say ' Yes ' or ' No ' ?

Looking at the bangle I knew it cost a lot
To take her out for a hot date
One day a bangle, another day a necklace
Her needs will never end until my pocket is empty

I managed to get a fake smile on my face
I saw another fake smile on her crooked face
I knew money is the only reason for this date
Her eyes are not on my face but on the bulged wallet 

It won't last long and it's unhealthy
I told to myself without thinking twice
Somehow I happend to control myself
I just said, " You get nothing when you come with me ".

Her response was so quick,"You are so cheap "
I had a hysteric laugh inside me 
I said loud to her , "I think you are the cheap and not me" '
"You know why? You come for something and not for Love " 

I am not looking for that kind of date
It is easy to get and I don't need it 
She tried to change the topic, "I was just kidding you" 
I knew it is a lie and I put a full stop on that relationship.


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JOY

As the autumn of life drifts in
The lights of my eyes grow dim
With the joy of my years
Still beside me here
There is not much that I will fear

As the winter of my life arrives
My voice will be just a whisper
With the joy of my salvation
Waiting for me at the station
I will in quiet adoration kneel

In my mind spring will beckon me
The baggage  old and beat I'll leave
With the joy of my life just within sight
The constant yearning will cease
As perfect  joy will become complete
~*~




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For the Dying Orphan

I let you die for my name As you reached for my hands Out of waters of drowning What a hypocrite this writer is The Hatred of Solitude Letting an orphan dream Then destroy him with knowledge Of what you have done He opened up to you In new ways But in nostalgic guises The springwinds whisper blithe yore But the winterwinds, much stronger Caress you with the dreams of your funeral sky “It was you… it was your fault… Letting the one who was so open to you Be the laugh… the piece in the game…”


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The Land of Sophia

Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night Are the Lies held worth it in time Only embracing The Veil of Logic The Truth is cast into shade where all vices are soon to be made For all of our dreams and dramaticies The Destruction Star poisons seas Far from This Galaxy among the stars I can see myself, And The One I've became Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night Caught in our lust, of forgetting trust I wonder can we break free of bound forever in the clutches of Lilith's Love Eden's Heart Who's desperate For Love Who's desperate For Light yet wallows in Blight and chooses to wait--forevermore The wait in Summer--An Eternity Lilith's Love Eden's Heart Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night We don't chose what's right I can't believe we are able to see this far Crawling in Shadows Never will breath find it's light Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night
**Mark Jansen, Guitarist, Male Vocals, and main songwriter of Epica**


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Communal Tyranny

Attempts at alteration of 
My right to fully express
My own ideas and views
My liberty to address

Declarations and ideas
I happen to find crude
Imposing upon my spirit 
And all too often rude

Formulation of my thoughts
On many different things
Echoes of imagination
Remnants of my being

Clear my views do remain
Unscathed by opposition
I firmly and relentlessly
Defend my true position

I do believe in liberty
To share what one believes
For a spirit and its speech
Forever should be free

~Camille Rose Castillo 2010


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The Black Mistress

Black Mistress
That's what I'm suppose to be
Oh, no not me
I'm not coming second to another woman
No woman is coming before me
Black Mistress
That's what I'm suppose to be
Come get your clothes if you can't spend the holidays with me
You live with her not me
Black Mistress
You want to buy my love when you want please
Oh, no not me
I have my own and I'm not selling my goods to no one but I'm still not cheap


Details | I do not know? | |

Chaos

Immaculate
Random
Gorgeous
Heroic
Expanding mind
Taste Sampling
Divine
Forbidden pleasure
Amazing
Mind numbing
Glorious
Thought inducing
Seducing
Selfless
Explosion
Bright
Last Night


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Thoughts That Think

Was thinking long and hard about giving up writing.
Convinced myself that I'm a quitter and there's no sense in fighting
To keep the only thing that kept me far from the edge
But I can't pretend.
Pretend that it isn't my Fortress of Solitude 
That's honoured me with solemn servitude.
That it hasn't helped put me to rest, thought and mind,
By accepting the past on paper and keeping it close behind. 

I was thinking logically and analytically 
Because it seems to be the only thing I'm good at. 
Thinking about everything I've seen and everyone I've fought to keep,
They're all gone now, only to be found in memories. 
They say Poets and Artists are the architects of Heaven
And only they know it's the hardest when no one buys what they're selling. 
No one wants to listen and no one wants to see 
Because everyone's so sure of what you're supposed to be. 

But what are you supposed to do when you've dedicated your life to understanding?
When you can empathize with your brother, but your own sight you can't stand it. 
When you feel that there's a missing piece and so the wholes hurting.
Swim out long past the reef and any safety that you keep to do some soul searching.
Days and months fighting fears, love and tears, digging the hard soil.
Only to find that missing piece you desperately seek is hidden deep beneath. 
When you've found the straw that broke the Camels back
Only to find there's a million more underneath.

What are you supposed to do when you follow the chains
Long past the plains in hopes to break the link.
Kill the ties that bind and have held you for so long,
Only to find there is no ball, you were free all along.
And in your days of darkness with no life to sip or sup
All the hands around your back were never meant to keep you up
And all of those who have kept you down will fight to keep you dancing to their beat.
Any impenetrable man once stabbed in the heart, will crumble with defeat.


Details | Idyll (Idyl) | |

Misty Morning

As light peeps through the silent trees
to touch the damp and mossy earth,
the birds pay homage to creation -
singing in sweet jubilation.

While a young fawn grazes peacefully
along the edge of the tranquil valley,
falls an early morning shower -
God in His gentle power.

It is a rain-drenched misty morning
as the dewdrop kisses the blossom;
it is another fresh beginning 
as He rules each living thing.

How silent is the dark rain forest
but for beasts crying from the nest,
fishes splashing on crystal water,
wings fluttering above in the air.

Beneath the sky’s great canopy
is this lush garden that I see;
on this new morning that I greet
comes a renewal of my faith.


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Good Change Coming

Written October 7, 2012


My soul burns inside
And it comes comes out to hide
When its so shocked to hear
That the darkness is here

Would you believe in the words that I say
Even if they aren't diamonds and pearls
With a paper in front and a pen in my hand
I just want to change the world

Is it too much to ask
Too abstract to grasp
This idea that's been running
I promise there's good change coming

With a bullet and a gun
You'll get any man to run
But it takes diplomacy
To get a real man to see

Would you believe in the words that I say
Even if they aren't diamonds and pearls
With a paper in front and a pen in my hand
I could really change the world

Is it too hard to be
The man I want to see
When I look in the mirror
Lord I pray it was clearer

With a permanent marker
I color in darker
The world that I see
Ain't what it should be

Would you believe in the words that I say
Even if they aren't diamonds and pearls
With a paper in front and a pen in my hand
I am going to change the world


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MUTLU SON YOKTUR by Teoman

MUTLU SON YOKTUR by Teoman
Song Lyrics

Çok uzaktan geldiysen,
Otur, soluklan, dedi.
Kurakliktan geçtiysen,
Dikenli yollardan,
Karanliktan,
Gölgeden,
Issizdan
Yüzünü yalayan soguktan,
Dogum,
Aci,
Dogrularim, korkularim.

Sorulunca yaniti
Içimizde olan,
Kanimi donduran, isitan,
Durduran
Bir kalemsen,
Bir bos kagit
Mutlu ask varsa da,
Mutlu son yoktur.

Çocuklugun anilari 
Sirtinda agir örtü,
Üsütendir aslinda
Kis gecelerini
Süre degil anlattigim,
Her seyin sonu

Mutlu ask varsa da, 
Mutlu son yoktur.

ENGLISH Translation:

If you came from very far away
sit, take a breather (rest)
he/she said
if you passed through drought 
through the prickly paths
through the darkness
through the shadows
through desolation 
through the cold licking your face, birth
pain, my trues, my fears
while being asked, (if you are a pencil and blank paper)
whose answer is inside us
which freezes my blood
which warms and stops it 
If you are a pencil
a blank paper
although there is a happy love  
there is no happy ending.

Childhood memories
a heavy cloth covering on your back
which in reality makes them (winter nights) feel cold
the winter nights
it is not a period that I recounted
it is the end of everything
although there is a happy love 
there is no happy ending...


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LIFE

Two hearts beat, now beating faster; beating until they're one 
Two souls breathe, now breathing deeper; breathing until they're done 
Two lovers see forever, and forever is where they run 
One child comes home tomorrow for life has just begun 

Even when the rainbow's glowing, the skies can seem so gray 
Even when the wind's not blowing, the tides can turn your way 
And when the water's raging, beneath skies that seem so blue 
It's just your body aging, and it has nothing to do with you 

So now when our God comes calling, I'll hold your hand and stroke your hair 
Yes, as snowflakes start falling, I will look for you everywhere 
And Mother, as you start flying, remember as you rise above 
Marlene, you are not dying, but finding everlasting love 

One child goes home tomorrow to embrace the Father and the Son 
One child who knows no sorrow, for life has just begun


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Lunar Love

Can this ever stop The world is blacked by the lunar love All the tides have gone undone The seas beckon us with their rage Will they ever calm The mist covers our sight The storm comes Her eyes are the color of dyed blue With her raven hair and crimson lips She sleeps quietly waiting for the innocence of me But I've already put her in vain And tossed her aside I've already condoned my belovéd The desire was so much I couldn't face it In the eyes Forgetting the shame is just a Another winless game Take me away from this Take me away from the Lunar Love The moonbeams light up my pale face I don't want to be seen Banished from this world I'll ever be Take me away from this Take me away from the Lunar Love I cry but the sun cant hear Do I exist? This eclipse took over Now I'm left to face it all Left in the dark where can we go Lunar love is what we'll be Lunar love is what we have Fly away from the scene The tides are blind from the madness Even to the mountains they'll kiss The storm is too much The desire was so much I couldn't face it In the eyes Forgetting the shame is just a Another winless game Take me away from this Take me away from the Lunar Love Lunar love is what we'll be Lunar love is what we have The moonbeams light up my pale face I don't want to be seen Banished from this world I'll ever be Take me away from this Take me away from the Lunar Love The ghosts are tangled in my dreams They play with what was meant to be forgotten But I know there must be a away To find the closure But so lost are we So lost I've been Save yourself from the downfall How close are we to the edge This is what the rage has done This is what the sin has done The desire was so much I couldn't face it In the eyes Forgetting the shame is just a Another winless game Take me away from this Take me away from the Lunar Love The moonbeams light up my pale face I don't want to be seen Banished from this world I'll ever be Take me away from this Take me away from the Lunar Love Lunar love is what we'll be Lunar love is what we have Forgetting the shame is just a Another winless game


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Invisible

Tied to a life, encumbered by invisible chains:          
Commitments and responsibility,
Obligations to colleagues and family,                          
Conformity to society’s morality,
And everything else that constrains.

Alone in a crowd,  surrounded by invisible bars.        
Nothing to say—nobody wants to hear.
Already been there, might just as well stop here.    
Had enough of arguments, conflicts, strifes, and wars
And everything else that leaves scars.

Is there a reflection when I look in the glass?                  
Are there footprints when I walk on the grass?
When I pass a light is there a shadow on the wall?       
Does my life leave a trace or am I invisible?

Did I turn left, when I should have taken a right?         
I’m on a road that I don’t want to drive.
Is this all there is, just trying to survive?	                     
 I’m in the dark and feel like I’m buried alive,
And barely remember the light.

Was there a reflection when I looked in the glass?     
Were there footprints where I walked on the grass?
When I passed a light, was there a shadow on the wall?       
Did my life leave a trace or was I invisible?


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Silent Night Sky

Oh how can one capture 
Your beauty on paper
Without you evaporating
Off as it is your nature

The stars are your jewels
The moon is your crest
Everyone drools
As if blessed

Your silence is serenity
That whisper to my thoughts
An overwhelming beauty
That ties my stomach up in knots

How humble I am sound
A beauty incomparable
With a radiance so profound
Your absence is unbearable


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Draconian I

[The Cypress Is In Bloom]
The cypress is in bloom
I see the evil, the efflorescence of decadent doom
Eloigning, with thy clandestines of the Dead September's reign
My belovéd Penelope, abscond from the coven so deep, the glades of misery
We must face her in the grove, for arcany, the path we must take
She's in my mind, vaporously,
Lauding with my, dangers and fears
Lie, with ephermelcy's broken truths
Leading me go Cypress, Marigold
Immortally, willows, forevermore
Forevermore

[To Question; To Know]
My argentine silence, your only condonicy 
Ends with such eath
The Mockingbird in me--died
Resting in one ounce, an abundance of shame
With an infinity of joy
Exiled, by the ones, who give all, names
My breath starves for only more
The façade, the veil, the austerity dims with Aquarianlore 
She falls to her knees, why for?
Celandine she will be
Celandine is she

[Bead]
The lair within, free from their causalities of their sins
Shadowy primroses begin to grow, the season will never end
In there I dream to be like you, violet blue, White Flower of Lisieux,
La Fleur Blanche du Lisieux,
So Celandine are you
Celandine are you

[Draconian]
Draconian--Reach for the shadows within
Draconian--Break from The Fallen's Sin
Draconian--Their Empirical lies, only die
Draconian--Reach The Shadows Within


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THE RISE AND FALL OF NOTES

The
Sea Waves
Rise and Fall
With the Dusty Wind
And Tune the Un-tuned Nature.
So much is hitherto Unsaid
And Nature do speak
With its melody
Within this
Universe.
Some
May Wonder
How the Streams
Resonate the Life’s ebb and flow
With subtle Changes in Tide.
I can hear the Music too,
It plays within me,
So deep inside,
Rises and
Falls.
Surely, It
Rises and Falls.
I can feel it within,
On my pumping Heartbeats.
Listen closely, silently,
You will hear it
Everywhere,
There
Too.
Listen, now!
Listen the thunder,
Listen dancing raindrops,
Listen the murmurs
Of Spring water
That floats
There.
Just listen,
Nature is singing,
Here, There, Everywhere.
The Notes rise, fall
With its Beat,
Sung by
God.


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Rocket in my pocket

Rocket in my pocket

I'm told you made a bonfire, 
lit a match, threw it my way 
All the gossips burning 
like you hoped it would..... 
but now the wind is changing 
and all the ash has made you grey 
and you're coughing up on guilt 
just like you should. 

once were friends 
now are not 
your mouth opened 
mine stayed shut 
you opened yours deliberately 

now its all, 
off your chest, 
you wonder, 
if ill protest, 
and spew your sins vindictively 

There's a box 
inside my head 
for everything 
that's done or said 
a promised lock that is unbreakable. 

If honor 
were the key 
Then they'd need 
to torture me 
cause the contents are UN-take-able 

There's a rocket in my pocket 
There's a banger in my hand 
and I’d love to set them off 
but I'm not going to. 
id rather keep my self-respect 
Not that you'd understand 
so ill keep them in my pocket 
Cause I'm not like you. 


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Scarred Tissue

scarred tissue i don't miss you i don't wish you were the better of me i don't care much for surveillance but it tempts me to burn out inside everybody's lying scarred tissue i really miss you i really wish you had got the better of me you see, i need that bad beat sometimes 'cause everybody's fine yeah, everybody's fine that's what on my mind For even Elvis reigning in his castle sometimes lost battles, immortalized forever tell the stories of the glories of mighty Aphrodite the most beautiful sin in existence bright was her smile all while the while evil stirred grinning storm clouds castles in the sky castles in the sky made for you and I grand castles in the sky sometimes re-invent your self just for indulgence stray from the normal path for it was one of a kind but I'm already under influenced sometimes a knowledgeable bright shining star fades away into the darkness shall come back in rebirth I know it sounds tragic but that's what I heard every bird has wings wings to fly away any chosen day into my dismay a beautiful array wings to start a new inner strength attitude because I'm in stride with you on another level soon a game worth winning is the reason we play life can be desperate at times but I find its beauty truly basking in the sunlight of midday so as I wave before a wave washes me to the shore I seek every day has been worth the while for the while stays wildly embedded in uniquely threaded scarred tissue


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Love Yourself First (Edited Version)

(Verse 1)
Calling to you from out of time
Just wanted to say
So sorry for the younger days
All of the mistreatments

(Verse 2)
Things I did without disgrace
Knowing now I was so wrong
Learning to understand many mistakes
A beating heart without trust

(Hook)
Before insecurities rap around tight
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before a first impression shows your epic life
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before confidence disappears into a shadowy night
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

(Verse 3
Tenderly your heart to me 
Carelessly I set you free
Anger and guilt followed me
My heart has been swimming frantically

(Verse 4)
When love comes to stay
Just like a tool it too has a rule
Before dreams slip away
So many times asking why

(Hook)
Before insecurities rap around tight
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before a first impression shows your epic life
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before confidence disappears into a shadowy night
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first
Love yourself
Love yourself
Love yourself first


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THE BOW LEGGED GIRL

      THE BOW LEGGED GIRL
I took all of your tank tops and your hose and your sox,
and I put them all together in a little brown box.
I put all of your dresses and your shoes in a sack,
and I wrapped it up because I knew you're never coming back.

I took your funky records and your Playgirl magazines
and dropped them in the trash with all your green and purple jeans.
I took the clothes I bundled up and gave them away,
to the Salvation Army, it seems like yesterday.

You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.
You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.

I met a wino on the street, she looks just like you,
she wears a see through blouse and she walks bow legged, too.
She sings those funky songs and plays the guitar outa sight,
and she takes a bath in cheap perfume like you did every night.

She still sings about Viet Nam and love we don't show,
guess she doesn't know that Viet Nam was 40 years ago.
She's out protesting every day and carries a sign,
 and bites her toenails ev'ry night just like you chewed on mine.

You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.
You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.

She has a job but all she'll say, it ain't chopping wood.
And it's funny how her money lasts, and she lives so good.
She bought a brand new car one day, a green Cadillac,
and it's got a bar up in the front and mattress in the back.

I don't know why she thinks she has to work every day,
cause I never had a job I just live on my welfare pay.
She picks her nose and rolls each bugger in a sugar ball,
and just like you used to do, then she eats them all.

You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.
You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.

I married her in the park, it seems like yesterday,
and I don't know what I'll do if she doesn't run away.

She brought her uncle home with her from work the other night,
and her uncle and my cousin all got drunk and had a fight.

She got locked in the bedroom with the meter readers dad,
and they had a lot of fun all night, but I felt awful bad.
He took her home with him a while, but she wouldn't stay,
I wish you'd come back home to me, and run her away.

You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.
You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.


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This is how i live

I dip my pen in plasma
Write my rhymes in blood
Immortal soldier stopping emotions with a mental plug
I put my game-face on and hit the battlefield
Turning insults to motivation make my writings feel
Never hypocritical
I never change like reciprocals
Steady swimming forward, like a shark because its critical
No rest, only the strong survive
Mental toughness keeps me focused and keeps my eyes dry

This is how i live
This is what i feel
Thoughts of a warrior bred with a heart of steel
Decorate my chest with a metal for fierceness
Bible says I'm blessed I'll live on guiltless
My heart is cold
Frozen from hurtful words
And attempts of spiritual homicide always in my face
I shrug them off and stay moving at a steady pace


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Redemption Song

I spent half my life buzzed
pulling stings with my cuz
day dreamed of being kings but our status never budged

mainly because we was rarely sober
drinking E&J with soda 
trying to sneak a toaster in the Ponderosa (local club)

I been in bar brawl where chairs are thrust and bottles busted
if cut with an adrenaline rush it makes the blood gush

it was all fun and games
till I lost my cousin Dwayne
clouds form over my life and under my eyes it rained

intoxicated for months, planning retaliation
listened to the Lord for once,searching for salvation

I quick drinking cold turkey, cant stomach the taste now
I trusted the  Lord and its working, I cant believe my lifestyle

I went from stereotypical thug life risking my freedom
to client representation, suit and tie meetings

went from nightmarish hell to heavenly dreamer
stop straddling the fence and landed  where the grass was really greener


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Nowhere

Looks like I'm at the end of this bottle again.
Seems like cigarettes are my only friend.
Newports, no shorts, they're still never long enough.
Man, staying here never felt so rough. 

And I'm back to about a pack a day.
I'm just waiting for my lungs to cave in or give way
To a breath of fresh air, yeah that would be cool,
But once again I'm just a hopeful fool. 

Sometimes I wish that I could just go.
Runaway, find a place that I've never known.
Yeah that would be so nice.
Think it out, write it down, and scream it twice,
But for now I'll just way more time and 
Sometimes I wish I could just go.
Runaway, find a place that I've never known.
Man that would be so nice.
Think it out, write it down, and scream it twice,
But for now I'll just way more time and

I never thought I could drink so much.
Comfortably numb I've lost every touch.
Maybe someday I'll climb out to the top
And find some new ways to every stop.

Maybe someday I'll be out of my way.
Find someone to give me the heart to stay.
Maybe someday I'll be at the top of somewhere
Because down here in nowhere I know that nobody cares. 

Sometimes I wish that I could just go.
Runaway, find a place that I've never known.
Yeah that would be so nice.
Think it out, write it down, and scream it twice,
But for now I'll just waste some more time and 
Sometimes I wish that I could just go.
Runaway, find a place that I've never known.
Man that would be so nice.
Think it out, write it down, and scream it twice,
But for now I'll just waste some more time and

I've finally had it with dreams of out there.
With my bottle and cigarettes I'm lost in Nowhere.


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Meaningful Screw You's

I'm done with this I've had enough of this/
Slushy trip since Hell Paso son just quit
This empty pursuit
Of letting the past keep livin' through you/
Go ahead and equip the damn truth
It is that simple to choose
What state of the neighbor of the temple you use
But you're just so adamant to worship/
Every preliminary negative
Which is why you have sentiment for those sedatives
Want evidence man your head has been/
Set on making your *****Titanic as
You steer into a gigantic crash/
Without any ****ing idea what effect thy absence has/
On the kids and on me too/
My heart feels ripped the honest truth/
To see you empty as your holes in the wall
You're like a ghost to us all/
Pale as the Seroquil pills you down/
I want to help but under the meds what you feel gets drowned/
I have the inauspicious fear you'll end up just like Tommy
That's why I pray every night/ I can't lose you Robbie


You have no idea 
What it's like
To watch you die
Every day
Every night
All the time
You can't even see that I am
Here with you
By your side
But as much
As I try
You deny
That I fight
For your life then I scream that
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance) 
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance)
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)


Why can't you just forget the past
Take some time to look at the bigger picture and not be back in a flash
We're Kruger (pronounced close to sounding like Kroger)/ the fear you helped restore gives me bags
And I'm beyond tired of takin' attacks from your last-
Ing grudge for my darker days/
I love you but I wish to part our ways/
There's only so much my heart can take
In terms of holes and you immerse me in 'em the Spartan way/
It's not our choice we're physically far away/
And yes half the reason is me that our spark gave way/
But this time it's your fault that our world is shaking
You shut me out because the ears of another girl were waiting/
It seems that even for Britney your concern's decaying
It's ****ed up/ 'cause you never acknowledged how much I changed/
'Cause of our rapport me and my fam are pretty much estranged
**** these games you love to play/ 'tween now and then nothin's changed
Good luck not lovin' me as much as pain


You have no idea 
What it's like
To watch you die
Every day
Every night
All the time
You can't even see that I am
Here with you
By your side
But as much
As I try
You deny
That I fight
For your life then I scream that
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance) 
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance)
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)


For a year it's been suicide with clues to find solutions I/
Don't think you're usin' my heartful l advice/ damn dude have I
Not been full of time so you could find/ reasons for you to not be blue and live/
But everytime I cope a sit and let you vent/ you walk off and do the opposite/
Talk about exhausted *****try listenin' to all your promises
And problems it's/ a shame how it's all turned out
I'm so burnt out/
I'll be the last to say this won't work out/
If you take your anger out on me again like I'm a dating spot/
Speakin' of those feelings that you refrain from not (knot)-
Icing was it honesty/ or rants of despar (as in spar) ity exasperated by deprav (as in im"prov") ity/
Or is there a real fervor (as in carni"vore") for me
If so then why you ignor (same as above) ing me/
For a Vai's you say you are not strong enough to close
Go **** yourself with a rubber hose
I don't care where the **** it goes/
I was there when no one was and this' the thanks I get
Never was I a dick to you so why'd you wank me *****/
My tears have turned into repressed anger/
For you a brother to me now a depressed stranger
That I have to put up longer than my dress' hanger


You have no idea 
What it's like
To watch you die
Every day
Every night
All the time
You can't even see that I am
Here with you
By your side
But as much
As I try
You deny
That I fight
For your life then I scream that
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance) 
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance)
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)


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The Escapist's Plea

When you can longer run away from yourself
When you thought there were no more tears to cry
When you just want to die
Living like this consumed by the façade of a million lies
So many years, so many days
Waking up to people who no longer care you're there
You ask how can this be, one short organic vitality
Wasted with living; the slowest way to die

The shadows of shame weigh you down 
Until you drown, filled with only their hate
All you can turns grey, and all you ever loved fades
The agony is all you know, thank you pain
A self-sadist Is all you have become, j
ust how they showed you, craving so much more
Just to hide up all of the misery
But under cloth it still bleeds

This is the Escapist's Plea
For the one who fall to their knees in misery
Trying to stay sane but fall under September's rain
Dying from the invisible disease, only you can see
Stigmatized by their sadistic need
Only if I could just fly away
...Fly Away


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THE BOTTOM OF THE BEER BOTTLE

I sold my soul to the bottom of the beer bottle. So what if I want to wallow around 
with this low self mentality . A sip here a sip there, why not sip everywhere ...you 
see?
You see, you really don't care when you have the mentality to wallow in the hallow 
of a bottle.
I sold my soul to the bottom of the beer bottle;burning out the aching pain that 
causes me to be insane with so much shame.

Boy,the bottom of the beer bottle isn't where I really want to be?You see the 
bottom of the beer bottle did not bother me; but now ,it's really affecting me.

Ican't eat sometimes I can't even sleep,because the bottom of the beer bottle is 
calling me.It's really beating my body.How can I ever benefit when the bottom of 
the beer bottle is calling me?How could this ever happen to me?

When I used to win and grin, beating the bottle;what I once to beat is now beating 
me and my body.The bottom of the beer bottle is calling me.

Idrink it waking up and drink it lying down.The bottom of the beer bottle has a tight 
hold on me.The bottom of the beer bottle is calling me.


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Playing that Ovation

Guitar;
black slick 
acoustic difficulty
for minds that show teeth
grit 
defiant stand
serve as road block

in the way of raw expression
ART
bullheaded you
self made doubter
lover of fail at yir' right hand 
tripping over what's left
notes chords
waiting on deck for launch
beside yir'self with holding back
somewhere
beneath hard crust 
molten lava pops
pours 
and subsequently maneuvers
right through the bullshit
to seep through
porous walls you've built
so get busy playing  that Ovation
and channel some of that pent-up guilt


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The Soul I Sold ---:2

If I seem down
forgive me

frowns I carry around
live in me

you may say,
ya' see right through me

your words untrue,
renew me

the hurt I’ve learned
brews in me

if only you could
re-design me

take time rewind,
refine me

recreate the mold, without lies I’ve told;
give back the soul I sold.

®~JSLambert


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Untitled #349 / "Let love guide the way"

“Love, let love guide the way,
for man, to find his music
Love, let music be love,
to guide man to his soul.”


Details | I do not know? | |

Memories and Photographs

It's time for us to play a game
Where the first one down wins
And I thought you were an angel
So I forgave all of your sins

The memories and photographs
Are caught up in the wind
I attempt but can't recall
The last time I have sinned

So we put our love away
Like a read book on a shelf
I even let a stranger in
To help me find myself

The memories and photographs
Are fading every day
And this game has never been
That much fun to play


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Here In This Place



If Jesus walked through those doors today
Would you have a kind word to say?
Would you need more proof?
Would you be loving one another
Or judging your brother
In what you think to be the truth?

Well, Jesus is here in this place
I can see Him in your face
You are a temple in His Kingdom
He lives in all who believe.

If Jesus came and sat down by you
Would you be thinking what else you had to do?
Would you give Him place?
Would you be embarrassed to praise His name
Cry Holy and thank Him He came?
Would you know His face?

'We don't want to miss our blessin'
Lord, help us learn this lesson.
Open up our eyes and let us see.
Help us 'love one another'
Don't let us judge our brother
Before we talk about another
Set us free...
'Cause Jesus lives in all who believe'

Well, Jesus came through those doors today
He waits to hear what you have to say
In that neighbor next to you.
Will you choose to do the Father's will
Or sit in your seat very still
Knowing Jesus sits so close to you?

Now, Jesus is here in this place
Can you see Him in my face?
I am a temple in His Kingdom
And He lives in all who believe...
Yes, We are the Temple in His Kingdom
He lives in all who believe...

Jesus came through those doors today...

~by deborah burch 4/10/2006©



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FAITH KEEPS US APART

It seems the path Iam on  is changing everyday
the road uncertain just an endless shapeless gray
some would say it would all be clearer if I took up there religion
even with the doubt Iam not scared enough for that decision

I see the faith you placed in one of the many saviors
I lame excuse for the centuries of mad behavior
Iam sure your prophets where the very best of man
but your church and bibles where never in the plan

so every race has a version of there own
stories stolen from the gods of the past spoken out like it was always known
not one of these faiths is open and understanding
they keep others down and your soul churches are demanding

then you history holds no science no enlightenment
dogmatic foolishness written before free government
and every soul that is afraid to die or to ashamed to live
if you stop thinking then heaven is what they give

even now the human mind is found wanting
but reality is intelligence is hard work and life is daunting
if only the concept of good will and love
we understood without some sign from above

if you need the ancient fiction to ease your pain
I respect you and to all other men you should do the same
your saviors were righteous there’s know doubt
in there time they worship but no church was there twist whets its about

there have been many Christ’s since the beginning of man 
the Mayans and Muslim have had tales since they ruled by the roman
dry king ghandi and many more sacrifice there life so others could be free
in my mind that’s what Jesus is what he is supposed to be

even know there some man of great worth he has no money no powerful church
he’s  giving of himself and and loving the lost I dare you to search 
and see the truth were in this together and this is paradise
we are the only keepers of our fate we must realize

I can no longer people pay to pray and talk down to others who dont believe what you say
but Christ himself did not hang with the saved he knew the hopeless so he could see them ok
but times have changed were not ruled by religious empires mad with slavery
we fought for those rights not with one mans good with collective human bravery

a new age is upon us and the true test is coming not one of prophecy
the makers of worlds the stars the cycle of suns chaos of the galaxy
I hope soon we see are only time is now there is no second chance
are race needs to come together  and make a united stance
if faith keeps us apart do we even have the heart



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GOD

            GOD

Your power lives inside of me
Because the love you give I see
It is the motion in your ocean
It is the quenching of your potion

Only you could set me free
Mojo, Dojo, Buddha, Ra
Shiva, Osiris, Mohammed, God
Only you could set me free

You are the reason for my living
Everyday thank you for giving 
You cried for me, you died for me
You saved my soul, thank you oh Holy One……………………………………….

Your power lives inside of me
Because the love you give I see
It is the motion in your ocean
It is the quenching of your potion

Only you could set me free
Mojo, Dojo, Buddha, Ra
Shiva, Osiris, Mohammed, God
Only you could set me free

Sometimes I lose my way
And take the road astray
I’m just a human and a sinner
Nothing perfect, not a winner 

But I’m working to get better
I sing praise to you in this letter
You gave me life, you saved my soul
You gave me strength to make it thru this all 

Your power lives inside of me
Because the love you give I see
It is the motion in your ocean
It is the quenching of your potion

Only you could set me free
Mojo, Dojo, Buddha, Ra
Shiva, Osiris, Mohammed, God
Only you could set me free

You are the reason for my living
Everyday thank you for giving 
You cried for me, you died for me
You saved my soul, thank you oh Holy One……………………………………….


Written by Leah J. Chesser
11/28/2012




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The Infamous Finger




      ___________

Their are some-things'
That I don't like to linger
But, I was sleeping
Last night...
I am a great big dreamer
     ------
I got up out of my bed
In the middle of the night
I went to my desk,
To get in the Inter-Net sight
       -----
I know that I am not
The smartest thing
I'm not really bright
But, I saw some-thing
If bothered' me all night
It was some-thing
That the browser
Did, It stuck in my head
     -----
I was looking on the sight
For Jerry Springer
And you know what that
Browser did///
It gave me the " finger'
      ------
I am the kind of man
I'm meek and polite
Not the kind to start
A fight...
      ----
But, wrong is wrong
And right is right
But, that darn machine
It gave me the finger all night..
     ----
Now I wasn't mad or really scared
But, I couldn't find any-thing
That I wanted, so
I went back to be....
Their were thing's about
That. that I really dread
Because that " Nasty Incident "
Kept sticking in my head..
     -----
Now, I don't mind you giving
Me the finger....
But, don't point at me
      ------
And on that thought
I will let it linger...

           GF





















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I'm A Goddess

I'm a goddess
My flow is unspeakable
Not too many situations are infeasible
A goddess
I'm surely irresistible
Besides my persona the reason isn't invisible
A goddess
I'm gracious always
A real stand up woman the woman she don't play
A goddess
Courageous in all ways
Up against a man my heart will outweigh
A goddess
A woman with intuition
A passion for life and the quality of it's condition
A goddess
I'm a woman authentically
Progressively complexity, I love my femininity



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Into the Flame

Summer passed with the smell of sweet perfume
And Autumn broke the soft the cocoon. 
To avoid the winter freeze, flying next to beautiful wings.
Why can't I have any of these things?
At least a Moth can pretend. 

Oh the cold it makes you shiver.
Abandon gold and all the silver.
All around and all in one place,
Connect the patches on my face.
Could it be rugged is my only friend. 

Fly, fly right into the flame.
Next season you'll be born again. 
So fly, fly right into the flame.
Don't you worry it's to early you'll be back again
And all the world you thought you left behind
Is already in front of your distant eyes. 

He said "You have heart kid remember that.
I never want to see you where I'm at.
This I hope you never know, believe because I told you so".
I wish that you could let it go; cry for me if you can.
Shedding a tear won't make you less a man. 

We drank as laughed of better days,
All while holding cups in fists if rage.
We know that life's this way, but oh why can't it change. 
In a lot of ways we took the blame, so far apart, yet the same.
So cry for me if you can.

Fly, fly right into the flame.
Next season you'll be born again. 
So fly, fly right into the flame.
Don't you worry it's to early you'll be back again
And all the world you thought you left behind
Is already in front of your distant eyes.

Summer passed with the smell of sweet perfume.
The northern winds came all to soon.
I don't recall what was the case, but their wings they couldn't lend.
At least a Moth can still pretend.


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I Wanna Go Home ( Tomorrow )

Declarations of Independence
Shadows of rock on roll
I want to go home
I wanna go home
I want to go home
Tomorrow
 
 
Exchanging love letters 
and dirty looks
I love you
and History books
I want to go home
I wanna go home
I want to go home
Tomorrow
 
 
Sell your soul
Save my skin
Rock and roll
and violins
I want to go home
I wanna go home
I want to go home
Tomorrow
 
Tell me lies 
and take them back
Hide and seek
and fade to black
Show me yours
I'll show you mine
How are you?
I'm doing fine
I want to go home
I wanna go home
I want to go home
Tomorrow
 
 
I'm still here standing still
Take the hill
It's time to kill
I want to go home 
I wanna go -


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The Journey of Your Song



It's a lonely, truthful journey
 finding your voice, with which to sing,
 even worse, then there's the journey for your song;
 
but, we all sing from our essence
 to share the truths each heart may bring,
 so sing out loud, sing out clear, and sing out strong.
 
After a while, you may meet someone
 who may fancy the same "life tune",
 but, their performance of the song does not ring, true:
 
I can't emphasize enough, my friend
 that we all live the songs we choose,
 and that the melodies, and lyrics always falls on you.
 
That's why I sing the Blues these days,
 and feel as lonely as the moon,
 there's a certain honesty in reminding folks of pain;
 
and how next time it might be avoided
 by adding "blue-notes" to the tune,
 to draw attention, so it can't happen to us again.
 
Now, the other side of those "blue-notes
 is a more joyful, hopeful tune,
 to remind us that our hearts aren't always wrong;
 
it's merely "par for the course",
 to sing of both sweet love, and pain...
 ..but, that's the blues.....and that's the, Journey of Your Song.
 


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Suffering Is The Same As Living

Hope, tonight, is just a void Love is destroyed Reality impending my doom Suffering a dream that was never made for me I’m just the burden falling under your arms I understand if you give up on me Don’t worry I’ll be fine I can just wait, wait as in all eternity You deserve to be happy and free I’m just the burden falling under your arms I understand if you give up on me Suffering is the same as living Tonight I might, Today I may Set you free away from me I’m just the burden falling under your arms I understand if you give up on me You travel all across in my veins Showing you share my pain But my life was never meant for me I’m just the burden falling under your arms I understand if you give up on me I'm sorry for those days I've ruined your life Best you just ignore, forevermore I’m just the burden falling under your arms I understand if you give up on me Suffering is the same as living Tonight I might, Today I may Set you free away from me I’m just the burden falling under your arms I understand if you give up on me Suffering is the same as living Tonight I might, Today I may Set you free away from me I’m just the burden falling under your arms I understand if you give up on me
**Morten Veland, Guitarist, Male Vocalist and Main Songwriter of Sirenia, formerly of Tristania**


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Hey Bartender

Written 2010


Flashing lights and sounds roll by
Hear the sound of muffled sighs
Sullen words cannot express
Just confess, and lift it off your chest
Told the priest would hear your cries
If you don't feed him blatent lies

Oh he's your only friend 
But he don't want to hear your sins
He's off doing his own thing
But it's far from priestly things
Oh he wont look in your direction
Let alone show you affection
Even when he hears your plea,
"Hey bartender please!"
Gone are all your hopes and dreams
All you ever sought to be
Heard from all across the room
Are many empty pleas,
"Oh won't you pity me?"

You can close your eyes and count to 10
Again and again
But he wont come back to help his fellow men
He was your only friend, but he left you all alone
To wallow in your sin
He failed to listen to your prayer
Now your lost in dark dispair

You can hide behind your cries
But he'll see into your eyes
Until the time you leave his bar
And wobble to your car


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Let Your Rains Fall Down

let your rains 
fall down
let your rains fall
let your tears run to the ocean
hold none of them tight within
let the earth send them far away
send them far away
far, far away
far away from here


© Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
(November 10, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)


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Hesitation

A combination of feelings for one single person
A loving, guiding muse 
Supporting a mythical image of life.
Brazen double standards
Found upon support of one another.
Forbidden passions understood
Embracing the occasion
As enveloped upon
An unexpected smile!


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Haver

So many people have lost their lives
Too many husbands have struck their wives
when can we get over this horrible hate
will we learn our lesson before it's too late

there goes the sun
there goes the sun!
we've walked so many miles and we've only begun
so march onward my son into the distant blue
don't be afraid I'll come back for you

So many lies stacked up before us all
will we catch ourselves before we fall
I guess it's not fair to me and you
that the walk is so long and the breaks are so few

there goes the moon
there goes the moon!
down and out and under but don't give up so soon
so keep forward my son and keep walking on
before the night is over you'll be ready for the dawn

why is there no one left there on the hill
is it because we shot him down with our words that kill
when will we learn that it's far from over
will it be when we rest under ground beneath earth and clover

there goes my boy
there goes my boy!
onward he marches in search of pride and joy
just keep headin' forward though you're tired and sore
your walkin' days aren't over but 
my son, you're ready, for more!!!


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Burnt Tongue

I'm so happy that you can yell at everyone
I'm so happy that you can express youself
I'm so happy that this world isn't what you expected
I'm just so parched  that your so high up on your horse

And now I'm mad, now I'm sad, now I just dont understand
Why you care about two people fallin in love
Why you care if I drink or if I do drugs

I just wanna scream into your eyes
Make you realize that what you say isn't always right
Now right and wrong, it's all opinion
Black and white, yes I think they deserve, to be colors too
So how about me and you, is there any truth
You cant change the world with one voice if the tongue is burned

I'm so happy that you can climb a mountain high
I'm so happy that you think its my job to be the wife
Yeah I'm so happy that your such a hypocrit
I'm so grateful for you to tell me lies

And now I'm mad, now I'm sad, now I just dont understand
Why its your job to fix us all
And preach your words to a raging band
Someday you will see 
That there is more than just degree
In this world that we praise peace
Peace is lost in the sea


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Curse of Effort

Why is ugly, ugly?
Maybe things are not
As bad as they seem 
Could it be because we are frustrated 
Things are not the way we dreamt 
As you get older 
Learn to control your temperature
Become your own mentor
This means more than it does now
Or more than it once did 
Me, Myself 
I seem to pursue all with doubt 
With flanky obstacles 
I continue to flirt 
Thy curse of effort
The diversity 
Between things you like and dislike
You dislike it so much 
You no longer can stand to look upon it 
As I am hideous for this bland explanation
People become ugly
For they are not who or what we 
Perceive them to be
A smile that could feed the starving
The irony in how happiness
Became a dying thought 
In this ever  flourishing garden
So why is ugly, ugly?
Simply because it is not the picture  
We look to see
Ugly is not beautiful
But it’s all lovely 




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Pleads

Please
Don't start
And don't stop
Let me feel you
Within you and without you
let me hold you in mine
let me feel you in my mind
let the words fall into place this time
but don't forget your joy of rhyme
so let me feel you now
in this holiest of places
this habitual sane asylum
this unforgiving tale
let me 

Please

Don't fail
Let me sail
let me out of jail
don't let me be pale
im not well alone
lost in my
rivers sigh

Goodbye
And hello
Im very sorry
I did not know
I just let it show
So now you just might know
The dillemas i've so obviously been showing
The fears that i withhold from seeemingly growing
The doubts I enstowed, but never bowed
So let me know
Let me know
Let me
Please


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Port of Call

Port of Call


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find,
yet comforted by the crashing of the waves,
as the tide cleanses all pain,
and leaves despair far, far behind.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

drenched in a sea-breeze of mist,
that hushes the ache of bygone moons,
tasting the salty tang on my lips,
as the burnished sun,
over the distant horizon,
swoons,

and dips.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

searching, ever searching,
for a slice of solitude,
as memory bids a final adieu,
reaching under the sea so vast,
and seeking comfort in the depths,
while embracing,
the tomorrows to come,
wishing that they be true.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

seeing my truths drown,
as they slip beneath the turquoise waters,

feeling my heart ablaze,
with a passion that rarely falters.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

yet knowing that I am home at long last,
wishing the waves would wash away,
the defences that once stood,
like an impregnable wall.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

I have found, at long last,

my final port of call.


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Someday

“Someday”
Why is “someday” such a sad word?
When one like “never” is so much worse?
Why....why “someday”?

“Someday!”
Why is “someday” such a sad, sad word?
Perhaps the saddest one I’ve ever heard...
Why “someday”?

Everybody
has somebody
Except me, it seems
but that's not why I want to leave

So out of it
feel “out of it”
Never was in
can't find the way 

"Life’s one big bluff
Keep a straight face
Don’t let ‘em see your cards."

Yeah, life’s one big God-forsaken bluff
and I’m about to jump off

Someday, I thought you’d find me
Someday, I thought you’d love me
But someday ....
...someday......
someday NEVER CAME

“Someday,” they say, “You’ll find somebody.”
“Someday, you will be happy.”
“Someday, life will mean something.”
But someday I'll be SICK of waiting

Someday, you’ll see why it can’t be
Someday we’ll ALL be sorry
One day
sweet day
I’ll find my way 
out of this body.

http://vimeo.com/26557410


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Small Town Big People

I look in the mirror and see the years gone
I can look beyond the glass out the window
To the yards of my childhood
I can smell the flowers and feel the grass ‘neath my feet. 
I can hear the music blasting on the radio
Mama callin’ me for supper.  


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

The town is small and so are the events
You’re everyone’s business 
You can get a break and can’t get away
You don’t even have a say
You go to and from and people protest
And those same people will still put you to the test


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

I made it to the big town K.C, 
Got myself a husband and a son and a place to live
Settled in and made a life, got a career
I swear I’ll never return to my best friend
Comfortable where I stand, 
Happy where I am 


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

Well times are hard,
And people are ruthless in this cut throat time
Jobs are scarce and bills run high
You never know what you’ll hear at night
The people are small in this big town
Yeah people are small in this big town


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

I guess the town is small
Just good ol’ boys and girls havin’ fun
Small place, small town, small world
People may talk and people may watch
But the biggest thing in that small town
Are the people after all. 


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

-Heather Birdwell 9/22/2009



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For Bob Dylan

Ramblin' Bob Dylan Blues
(For Bob Dylan)



Why does the sun dry up so many scattered tears

slipping down the coarse cheek of a million hushed fears

where no one is scalded though the searing fog clears

while prayers are mutely spoken even as the end nears

We shatter and scrape on demented knees

Blindly begging for mercy as it silently flees

Searching listlessly for salvation drowned in the breeze

That spits at the soft rose suffocated by a wheeze


I know now what I need never have known

Of hope that was trampled before it had flown

Into a wasted sky filled with hate that could drown

The giggling of the crowd and the crying of the clown


A hope so fragile that its wings were of brittle glass

Ripping the veneer off the sewers of class

Twisting the fabric of the weighed and costed mass

Who numbly waited hoping that it too may pass


For when shards of that hope in all hearts scurries away

To a darkness where crowded night is emptied off the heaving tray

'Tis then when sewn eyes shall behold that doleful day

When all shall tear at each other while on demented knees we still shall pray


For a lifting of the veil of that wilful deceit

That's wrapped up in a flag swollen with conceit

While the limbs splinter in the claw of a winner's defeat

Yet still the drums roll for the ill-fated souls chose never to retreat


From that drenched battle-ground where blood flows through a sieve

And love's lost song plaintively begs for a reprieve

From eternal loss which into raw emotion does cleave

Only to slip through the fingers and like grains of sand, leave.


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More Doors

I must sit down and turn around
 be mindful as I sit,
 
the reason you can't see my face
 is it's covered with your spit!
 
This gravy-train is quite insane
 I chew my food real good;
 
I have a way of saying things
 but I'm so, misunderstood!
 
It's alright, I'll be polite
 and say what's on my mind;
 
if negatives breed negatives
 I'll be the other kind.
 
With borrowed soap, I can't lose hope
 and air my cares outside;
 
if the time's not right and at this height,
 it'll be impossible to hide!
 
Tweedle-dee, and tweedle-dum
 no worries in the rain;
 
all my good and bad times
 end up going down the drain.
 
Seems to me my final plea
 won't say as much as yours;
 
my journey's almost over
 while you've still a lot more doors !


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When You Fall For The Wrong One

I guess I always knew
That it was too good to be true
That I never really had you in my hand
Just a filler, a time killer
Just a soft place you could land
Not the girl that you’d imagined or had planned
 
But now your ring is on her finger
And her name is on your heart
And I’m left here with my memories
Trying not to fall apart
 
‘Cause you let me
Slip through your fingers
You never looked back
And you let me, pick up your pieces
But I never thought that
I’d be the one in pieces
When it was over, said and done
But I guess that’s just what happens
When you fall for the wrong one
 
As crazy as it sounds, I still wouldn’t change a thing
I wouldn’t take a moment back from us
I don’t regret the moments
When you told me everything
Won’t forget the side of you
That only I know
 
But now your ring is on her finger
And her name is on your heart
And I’m left here with my memories
Trying not to fall apart
 
‘Cause you let me
Slip through your fingers
You never looked back
And you let me, pick up your pieces
But I never thought that
I’d be the one in pieces
When it was over, said and done
But I guess that’s just what happens
When you fall for the wrong one
 
It’ll hurt one day, mark my words
One day when everything falls apart
When she breaks your heart
One day you’ll reach for me
You’ll see me in your dreams
But I’ll be gone
I’ll be gone
 
‘Cause you let me
Slip through your fingers
You never looked back
And you let me, pick up your pieces
But I never thought that
I’d be the one in pieces
When it was over, said and done
But I guess that’s just what happens
When you fall for the wrong one
 
But I’ll be gone…
I’ll be gone…


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for Gary Moore

for gary moore...

...ain't nothing but the blues

talkin' sweltering licks

screaming through flaming hues

reaching deep, deep into that wandering soul

of devilish chords on those walkways of paris

strutting and strumming, never taking a mere stroll

so though your time here and now may be up 

and though your moments here and now may be through

forgive me for borrowing your words again

cos' we still got the blues for you...


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expanding negative-space

expanding negative-space

...from the eye
of an artist's
howling-pen
language-weeps

language-weeps

after-words language-weeps

from the wounds that reason makes;

seep from wounds of omission,
seep from some-deep-super-scary-Sa?sKara,
seep from some gimme-gimballed lurching-duality,

trembling from the loss of blood
lost in the wailing rhythm of suffering,
...
innocent victims like you and me,
lost between infinite-Love and "I'm not worthy",

there where the manic-music lifts
dreams farther-f u r th e r then the stretchered edges in longings go,

to those places where the bubble-breaks,
there

where all that's left is dark and deep.


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Untitled #309 / Jenny

“Jenny, I got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny, don’t change your number”
867-5


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Breath's Away

Underneath my dream, idea tree
 with full access to my library
 where the moments only count if your breath's away;
 
tread softly through the canopy's veil
 it's anyone's guess, in this odd tale;
 are they at work? Are they at rest? Or will they play?
 
~
 
So quick! Am I to sanitize
 each moment bold, I categorize;
 so I know when one does end, and the next shall start;
 
breathe each one in, or turn to stone
 after all they're yours, and yours alone
 you gave to each one "life", inside your heart!
 
~
 
Not one thing can better describe
 the essence of a soul's own vibe,
 than, what prompts a heart to quicken like the birds;
 
we've each had footprints shadow made,
 but, sunlit footprints never fade;
 when our breath's away, each legacy needs no words !
 
~


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For All My Pain

Your blood is what was Sacrificed And in Blood we Shall Bathe No more pain nor more hate Will be shed for me ...This is only a desperate dream A slight tender touch on the largest of wounds can leave you screaming for an eternity Dreaming of an escape, A friend from a figment of dark a world from the abyss of my mind Set to fix all of your transgressions Every time you left, abandoned, stranded, forget me A human heart has a limit but It's only I who is left to blame Drifting beyond Aphelion Why must the loudest of Cries Go unheard Maybe You'll know why I want Thagirion to Answer my Masked Prayers For All My Pain Constraining Me Making my Saturnine Mind Climb to the Apex Just to Fall again Maybe You'll know why I want Thagirion to answer all of my masked prayers For All My Pain Everyone turning against me I can't keep living a lie like this Lost In Life When death is the only hope Nothing is left to stay But the Fear of being afraid Let me lose this Let me enter another world Drifting beyond Aphelion Why must the loudest of Cries Go unheard Maybe You'll know why I want Thagirion to Answer my Masked Prayers For All My Pain Constraining Me Making my Saturnine Mind Climb to the Apex Just to Fall again Maybe You'll know why I want Thagirion to answer all of my masked prayers For All My Pain Drifting beyond Aphelion Why must the loudest of Cries Go unheard Maybe You'll know why I want Thagirion to Answer my Masked Prayers For All My Pain Constraining Me Making my Saturnine Mind Climb to the Apex Just to Fall again Maybe You'll know why I want Thagirion to answer all of my masked prayers For All My Pain


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Solitary man

Solitary man.

I’ll walk the line and do the things I must
But I’ll be me and I never will be trussed
By the bonds of all that fools banality
That keeps a man held down in misery.

Expectations gone I’d be a friend
Someone to trust and share until the end
But don’t you ever turn me into you
 Cause I am me in everything I do.

I’ll walk alone and do the things I do
And to myself I’ll try hard to be true
I’ll dance my dance the way I only can
And I’ll live my life the solitary man.

Yes you may laugh and think me but a fool
As you succumb to all those boring rules
But I’ll be me my mind uncluttered, free
As a man alone I’ll meet my destiny.


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The Stranger

Finally just finishing up. I haven't been working on this one very consistently, but I like it, 
because it's actually helping me fit in a variety of emotion that I've been feeling over the 
time that I've been writing it. There's one and 2/3s of a verse here, lol. Can't wait to finish it 
up to record ... 
It's a bit of a repost (the first twelve lines in the first verse), so I'm sorry about that lol.


I'll apply fact to the matter as a matter of fact - Fact doesn't matter.
I'm a time traveler, through mind travel, possibilities unfathomable. 
Rather call a truce instead of battling dudes, 'cause I lack the unbattleable
lyrics that other rappers produce - In other words, I'm not too good yet...
I'll only spit what my mindset happens to induce, from past, to the future, and the present.
and I'll only spit with the intention of resinating a malleable essence.
Trouble? Forget it - ****, a vibe like this is nothing to mope around with.
Sober for weeks - with love for my music and girl like this - no need to take another hit...
Success is in tact but there's still scattered parts of an emotional disaster to gather.
A staggering semi-mastery of blasphemous metempsychosic abuse through psychological 
self-battery; 
actually self-betterment, for the sake of adversity. Almost gradually, rapture comes back to 
me
to reattach my physical being to my mind happily - that's the first time in a while... 
But y'know, nothing's ever been taken from me without a fair trial..
And I've never lived a moment with a mindset bleeding even mild denial.
My mind's a more practical tool to use than a brute's tire iron, 
and to tell you a truth, I'm a damn good liar.

A verse upon a verse, never upon a herse - Yeah, let's get this **** straight.
I just spit work, and I guess I'm alright - I'm never the shark bait
For other MCs who might brave the gallows; they're just gallows candidates.
Just too arrogant, and a bit irate - no wait - Just skeptical; but Agnosticism always lacks 
debate.
Guess I'm a killer MC with real rhymes iller than your senseless fantasies, 
but conjouring tradgedies is just a formality when it comes to my whack travesty. 
'Cause when I rhyme, I tend to commit Hip-Hop blasphemy as I spit words erratically - 
Self inflicted insanity and circumstantial vanity, with a mask I hide well, 
But a bag of my self-doubt turned inside out induces nothing but stress off my back, and 
water spouts. 
I could be oceanic like a Modest Mouse provided that that the water would never run out.


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Eleventh Fable

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Eleventh Fable 

Eleventh Fable 

The Millionth Dollar 

Charlaxes Fables 

Some people live in misery afraid to spend a dollar bill is one a friend but he just 
won't let it go. The man walks or rides his bike even in the snow not using public 
transportation anywhere he goes. A Child is young too young to knoe just what 
money's for. She takes the dollar in her hand and keeps it never spending it and 
never letting go. 
Song 1001 
Aern't ewe the one that eye love 
Aern't ewe the love the only love that eye have 
Aern't ewe the one that eye love 
Aern't ewe the reason this man gets up 
Aren't ewe the love that eye have 
Aern't ewe the purple cloud 
Aern't ewe the heart of the rain 
Aren't ewe the name in the sky? 
Aren't you the song 1001? 
Aern't eye the one? 
The millionth dollar has been spent the millionth tear eye cried the millionth time 
eye tried to make a song was this one number one thousand one. Time will wait 
for no one let us rule the time with love. 
 
           
 
 Eleventh Fable 
 


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Living Her Life

She sees the pains,
Which her native folk have gained.
She changed from a little girl
To someone who has always had the potential
To change her own little personal inner world.
As a child she never went through
What some other children of her people
Had went through themselves.

She used to never knew how the roots
Of all her people’s issues
Were and are so controversial.
Blessed was she, as a very young child,
For not knowing fully all the reasons why.

Blessed that she is and will always be
Full of feeling, and always quietly wondering “Why?”, 
Now she is filled with new knowledge and a developing sense of wisdom 
Within her own individual mind.
She is now what she had always
Envisioned and imagined before, since her elementary days.
She is (“I am...”) not entirely that same little girl anymore.
She is now one of the many of that particular kind.

Within her imagination is a longed 
Wanting of finally revealing 
The truths she has discovered and
How her people must change for the better.
Throughout her whole life, which she’s lived through so far,
She maintains a heart filled with feelings, 
A mind filled with knowledge
And a slight emotional immaturity as representation
That her inner child self is still alive on the inside.

Her inner and past child self (who was different from all the rest,
But was also similar to them when at their best).
Never truly knew how far she’d come in life.
(As of right now and forever into the future)
How she has grown and maintained herself
Is how she had made that (her) inner voice in her head and 
Had also long ago already acknowledged her true self.

She still stands in her own believing faith and faith in herself
And her lack of prejudice is what makes her naive thinking
Make her own days in her life far brighter than what others say
As they discourage her from doing 
Or trying to pursue something grand and part of a divine plan.
Even after times and tribulations involving doubting tremble.

Blessed she is for being so whole in her own presumed thoughts,
Blessed she is for logical thinking based on emotion and feelings.
Blessed she will always be, for Christ himself said to a woman
(who was suffering from something for more than 12 years), 
“Your faith is what made you whole.”
Now she thinks...
“Grateful and blessed I am, to the point of tears of joy and sorrow of how I used to doubt.
I now forever know what my life will be like beyond tomorrow.”


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BLOODY RAIN

BLeeding heart
BLeeding SouL
BLeeding words
Left untoLd

BLeeding spirit
BLeeding mind
BLeeding memories
Left behind

BLeeding shadows
BLeeding eyez
BLeeding screams
Of empty cries

And continuousLy my pen weeps
in ink of bLoodred rain...!!


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Row The Boat

Just row the boat,
Just row the boat,
Even if unknown why.
Just row the boat,
Just row the boat,
And man, you'll go high.

Just row the boat,
Just row the boat
Even if your hands give up.
Just row the boat,
Just row the boat,
Even if you've had enough.

Just row the boat,
Just row the boat,
Even if you're stalked by sharks.
Just row the boat,
Just row the boat,
No matter how grotesque bruise marks.

If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
You may reach luck's open arms.
If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
No more emptiness in your palms.

If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
At least, you gained exercise.
If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
The decision; remarkably wise.

If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
Mistake; an antonym.
If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
You may just reach Him


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Into Many Lifetimes

In this lifetime the bond is blood
But these wounds go back eons
We hurt at something seemingly small
But the game of pain 
Has a Great Fall of Fame
Into many lifetimes

Whether we choose to see what is
Our reality is this moment
Or taste disastrous recipes of loathing
The gift of the present is to forgive
As He forgave us
Into many lifetimes

If your promise was to show me pain
I felt the deep pangs of that sadness
And accept what is 
Let’s leave judgment at the doormat
Love requires integrity
Into many lifetimes

I choose forgiveness
For no person is innocent
Like water under the bridge
But when I stare at the water
It doesn’t seem to move
Into many lifetimes

To truly forgive is to allow Being
Release brings evaporation of rooted ego 
Forgiveness is the only way
The Truth and the Life
Created with cobblestones of love 
Into many lifetimes

I forgive myself for my shortcomings
I release my fears and disappointments
This lopsided backpack of pain is too heavy
I forgot I could put it down! 
As I walk the next path
Into many lifetimes


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Paper

On paper I am perfect,
On paper I am fine
On paper I see everything,
All that is mine
But paper gets worn down,
Paper tears with time
The ink will slowly fade away,
The words will slowly die
Paper tells a story,
which can often be a lie
It's dogged ears can hide the truth,
It's cuts can make you cry
But paper wont match reality,
However hard I try

The ink will slowly fade away,
Maybe it's my time.


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Freyja

 
Surging through this lifeless Body of mine Mania, Euphoria, Freyja Never let me run dry I am lost by your Sigh But I cannot cry What Is this coming over me this everlasting energy Never cease this utmost surprise I graciously prithee Sorcery of Insomnia Caught in Mania Only for Freyja Her Golden one Is Burning out Deranged Am I? Faster, Only Faster Harder, Only Harder In Bizarre Light I hold myself to another Flame Torturous Fun of this Game Sorcery of Insomnia Caught in Mania Only for Freyja Her Golden one Is Burning out Deranged Am I? Sensuality to it's new Peak Running again from the Fake obsolete Euphoric, Erotic All you want All you Desire Sorcery of Insomnia Caught in Mania Only for Freyja Her Golden one Is Burning out Deranged Am I?


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Thunder Night

I hear thunder in the distance
   Across this frozen night
Blinding light from lightning strikes
   Exploding in my soul

One night, this night I see
   The eyes that used to be

Blue paradise to me

Above, the heavens do unfold
   Serenity abides
Winged angels soar in ecstasy
   Among my dreams

One night, this night I see
   The eyes that used to be

Blue paradise to me

There is magic in the heart that beats
   Across this frozen night
A magic so divine, and yet
   So cold, so long ago

One night, this night I see
   The eyes that used to be

Blue paradise to me
Blue paradise to me


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Judgement Day

You wanna judge me? Well judge this,
 the flavor of the back of my fist!
 You wanna control my mind? Well control your tongue or agony is what you will find. 
I'll break your face, I'll crush your soul, dont mess with me, I might lose control. 
Unleash the rage from the page and let hell rain down on your hole.


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Just Pass Me By

Why do you keep me chained up?
Why do you keep me here?
All I wanted to do was roam, but
You played a part in my fears
Your sadistic and your cunning, well
I think I know your name
Aren't you called life?
Shouldn't you be a game?

Life...Just pass me by...
Life...Just pass me by...

If I take you seriously I think I'll choke
If I take you lightly you'll leave me out
Why do you do this to me?
You're gonna suck me dry, no doubt
I always thought you were a joker, but
Now I see your true intentions
You are just like one of us and
Some of us are infections

Life...Just pass me by...
Life...It's all a lie...Just pass me...by...


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Part Two

Kansas City nightfall
in a rose-petal garden
Take the Easton & George
to the end of the line
He's been put down to slaughter
turned ash till he rose
To take vengeance on the spirit
The darkness that glows

Free dreams may assault you
so cover up your soul
When he finds you in the garden
the future is recalled
Return to Goliath
put your sling upon your arm
Show the glory of the moment
The turns of right and wrong

Cleopatra's in the river
sunlight for the flames
Rain down upon the heavens
the beat beneath the page
Ticonderoga battles dewfall
the blast that forged the seed
That fertilizes feeling
The riches and the reeds

It's a Manmade
evolution revolution
Axles, fractals, tin-can constitution
raining beds of clovers
On a Kansas City wall


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Deceptive Calm

Tonight I'll talk too much and try to and complicate my friends.
Distant conversations, eye contact only now and then.
I try and drown myself in futile disbelief,
Only to be washed ashore by truth here on my computer screen. 

The monsters hand held out, hung me by my own beliefs.
I held on tight, surviving by the skin of my teeth.
I raised my head up high and took a look into your eyes,
Searching for light I embarked into my own demise.

I gave you what you want in hopes that it was what you need
Tread the ground barefoot so all the blisters bleed.
The dog he's only learned to love and stay,
But he wants to get away, he needs to get away. 

Now you know I've found a place to hide,
Got to run somewhere, leave you, girl you know I've tried.
I'm stuck reviewing the memories of our yesterday,
But I want to get away, I need to get away. 

Walking the forest whispering to all silent trees.
I can feel the change, and relate to all falling leaves. 
The world bears down and my legs won't seem to stand,
'Guess I'm just arrogant, too stupid to see I've done all that I can. 

I gave you what you want in hopes that it was what you need
Tread the ground barefoot so all the blisters bleed.
The dog he's only learned to love and stay,
But he wants to get away, he needs to get away. 

Now you know I've found a place to hide,
Got to run somewhere, leave you, girl you know I've tried.
I'm stuck reviewing the memories of our yesterday,
But I want to get away, I need to get away.


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Free Range Fear

There is too much fear in the world these days,
Fear of the unknown, scared in soo many ways!
Phobias of spiders, mice, rats and bats,
Are you frightend of nothing?  Why are you scared of that?

Scared of oppression?  And the way they use aggression?
Are they messing with your head, using psychic suggestion?
Wrestling with your doubts will only lead to fear,
Always looking into shadows.. scared that something's always near.

You're winding yourself up!  There's no reason to be scared,
But it's never as it seems.. so you'd better be prepared.
Because if you're feeling fear, it could be.. you're not ready,
With your trembling legs, and butterflies in your belly.

It's not so strange, that lots of people fear pain,
Being boiled alive, with needles stuck into your brain,
You've got to be careful, I'm afraid to say,
Be quick to make your mind up, to fight or run away.

Would you fill your pants, with a gun to your head?
Now, that's REAL fear.. you could be dead, enougth said!
Some could find your nerves and make you scream for weeks,
They can teach you about pain and how it reaches new peaks.

But the ones like that..  are fearful too,
Of justice, revenge, and the human rights crew.
They should be scared!  I wanna see their faces white,
'Cause they even kidnap kids and slip away into the night!

Now I'll get swept away, as it floods from me,
See, some of these emotions, are as deep as the sea,
Some wanna get a gun, and hunt these sick suckers,
And get them on their knees and say PRAY MOTHERF%%%%%!

See this is the crux..  this is the bottom line,
If they catch you doing that, then it's you that's doing time,
It's never black & white, it's not easy to see..
There are so many fears, it's all part of being free.

Are you scared of the dark, because that's how it began?
Are you scared that it links you to the earliest man?
Who had to hunt to eat, had to kill to stay alive,
And did what they had to, so this race could all survive.

The things to be scared of are the things inside,
You can struggle and fight, but you can never run or hide,
So walk down the street with your head held high,
And face down fear.. because we're ALL gonna die!

But the opposite of fear though..  is to be brave,
Who knows how many lives you could save.
The futures unknown, and we all face change,
It is all just a part of being free-range.


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The Search

I went to the valley lookin' for a dime
a nickel's all I found baby ain't it a crime
I went to the valley hopin' I'd find you
I hoped you'd find me too

I went to the river lookin' for a name
a mirror's all I found baby this ain't a game
one time a devil two times a sin
I hope you'll let me in

Woke from a dream I didn't have no place
cool wind vanished without a trace
life went and played me for a fool
that's why I need you

I went to the fact'ry lookin' for some yarn
'fore I knew it I was ripped and torn
tied up in tragedy but don't feel no pain
I got your blood in my veins

I went to to the valley lookin' for a dime
a nickel's all I found baby ain't it a crime
I went to the valley without a clue
I'm so happy I found you


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Time Take Me Onward

I’ve blown half my life away
Given my dreams away
All in the name of something called love

Would I go back in time
Recapture my own mind
That wouldn't be me or what I'm made of

So Time take me onward
Upward and homeward
Time be the healer of all I’ve done wrong
Don’t leave me in defeat
I followed my heartbeat
Time be the giver of love when I’m gone

Seems I’ve no fight left
I guess that it’s just best
To try to set right all that’s amiss

Can’t promise tomorrow
Don’t want you to follow
Just find remembrance in more than my kiss

So Time take me onward
Upward and homeward
Time be the healer of all I’ve done wrong
Don’t leave me in defeat
I followed my heartbeat
Time be the giver of love when I’m gone
Time be the giver of love when I’m gone



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My Free Style

I'm sitting, drinking a few beers and thinking,
Wondering why, my soul seems to be shrinking,
I'm trying to link this life, all together,
But I never seem to solve this most cryptic endeavor!

I've got so far!  Do I really have to wait?
It's late, and I really hate to be a burden mate,
But I get frustrated, is there nothing I can do,
To make time go faster.. honestly, I can help you!

What do we need?  Mankind must decide,
We need one vision.. to which we're all allied,
One side, one truth to what's right and wrong,
We know what's going on.. it's time for us to get along!

I know the truth, I'm not afriad to say!
Whilst I am still around, they will not win the day.
My mind is too quick, too slick, fast and thick,
When they lay it on the line, it will be soo tradgic!

So now I hold on, focus.. and stay strong,
Wondering why, it all, had to go wrong,
All I really want, is the best I can achieve,
Just please leave me to my thoughts..  finding out what I believe.


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OLD SCHOOL BLUES

Pass on through the years, age has steady gripped my soul
Worn and weary are my fears, as I'm calmly growing old
How long will I still trod along, as the years will soon unfold

Seen the trials and tribulations, as it yearns to vex my mind
Feel my youth disintegrating, and my brain starts to unwind
Can't seek for a future, that's becoming hard to find

Wars a raging physical, and my bones begin to ache
Heart and blood ain't the same, body slowly feels the quake
As long as I'm still treading years, this is what I still intake

Generations moving on, birthing future sets of men
Views are vastly different, their indulgence I condemn
Wisdom's my companion, experience my only friend

Looking on to rest in peace, only bed I'll lay my head
Planning for my last respect, having little fear or dread
Only thing I wonder 'bout, who will inherit my stead


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Die With Passion

You need to come find me.
This, this game is done can't you see?
I can not hide from you any more.
I want to watch you suffer, suffer more.

This game is getting so old.
My heart has become so cold 
I do not love you any more.
I’m frozen to my core.

I don’t love you any more
Listen to me roar,
I hate you passionetly.
You’ve set my anger free.

I don’t even really care
If you’re no longer there
Lord you made me cry
I wish you would just die
‘Cause I don’t love you anymore

Come on out stop hiding
As you can see you’re not my King
Come on out and play
Today’s your dying day

I don’t love you anymore
My heart is what you tore
Lord you killed me
You ignored my dying plea.

I will never even care
If you’re no longer breathing air
I’ll be glad when you die
And you want to know why? 
‘Cause I don’t love you anymore

(now go) You are going to die 
(you) Didn’t even care that I
(go) Was used like trash, blown away
(die) It’s your time to pay

I don’t love you anymore
All the suffering that I bore
Your soul is coming with me
To Hell we’re going to flee

I don’t even really care
That you’re dead, I’m well aware
The time has come for this goodbye
To Hell will your soul fly
‘Cause I don’t love you anymore


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Feel Me

I do it for the boys, the girls, men, the women,
plus Allah's unborn children look how I'm living
it's similar to, your situation no money making,
just chips and egg crates in front the Playstation.
Cable's late again my real friends know my struggle,
a rough 9 to 5 plus supplying studio time is my hussle.
It's just my father, Jibri, and I shacked in a shack
shackled to a broken home with no
welcome mat get back.
Everysince my mother left the building,
the feeling ain't the same pain is building
rain is killing the window pain.
Winters are harsh man, but I can take it though
as long as I'm wrapped up in these blankets
I'm a make it man.

I do it for the emcees, the djs, the b-boys, the b-girls,
hip hop is a growing culture plus it's a free world.
Free to manifest expressions,
free to rep your section focused over nice composures
flowing until the night is over.
Don't be like me just be like the music you like
use right rhyme and reason choose nice lines and preach them.
Watch the ones leeching watch who you be with frequent
cause you can end up with your dreams slowly sinking.
Only you can make it in this, it's a business,
forget the fame listen use your senses don't be senseless.
Be patient and grind hard if waiting to shine start
slanging tapes on my block & your block it don't stop.
Hit up every spot around,
it's a milion of us trying to get a milion bucks and
chill in a vila feeling the cool breeze.
I'm am who me.
the same easy dude speaking jeweles
do you I'm a do me.

I started off young with a pen and a pad lyrics I had
before that I scribbled on scraps forget about class.
Entered school thinking of rap,
grades sinking in math
twas either skip, go home, or sit in the back.
During lunch I read what I wrote
they said it was dope, within battles
no one put Bomb Threat on the ropes.
Six years later I.....left to go solo felt I was hopeless
in a group that wasn't hungry only one supplying money me.
Then the south was united, two years later divided
but Mama Glo, had the best ideas,
but I, down no man no way no how
cause if you make it in this game from the heart I'm proud.
FLA I will make this official rake up a pencil
for Jenah's sake I'm a make it
and mention you on an instrumental.
That's a promise I'm honest, show me love back
hold me down
southside is us you gotta love that.


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Too Many Eyeballs Staring at Me

I beat back the shadows all day long for I know now the right from wrong a master student rightfully so this light disciple expects to know the way of a broken soldier when the load is too much to shoulder the back gives in from all the weight am I'm left sitting in that familiar dark place I greet the doorman who lets me in shake his hand with a familiar grin I know his presence will bring much laughter after all the darkness knows whats the matter a well known tango to a fiery soul I've been this way enough to let it go I step over my body when it's had enough sometimes I feel doomed but it's just bad luck I'm bad as **** I know how to be skating on a line I drew up for me can't relive yesterday's dreams nothing I tell you just what it seems Too many people too many freaks too many eyeballs staring at me staying under a halo I keep it simple its as though I've solved one more evasive riddle


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Shadows

Walking down the block
street lights they blind me,
trying to find a spot
where memories can't find me.
High off this weed
hearing sounds of crying,
I turn around, look
and see my past behind me.
I must get rid of old habits
hurting my present,
never felt touched
by an angel I stay stressing.
At times I wonder is me Allah's testing only,
cause he can punish the phonies and just console me
leave me lonely if you have to
my future's in trouble,
me and the Reaper need to talk
we have to huddle.
Let me breathe to concieve a seed,
truley indeed if I bleed
you're a b---h indeed believe.
I'm still young don't want a final destination
steady pacing in my living room
sipping liquid meditating.
Allah if I die before it's my time,
please let me ressurect as a rhyme I can't die.

Life is hard enough
you all make it seem death is
easy I,
take nothing for granted
I'm weezy I keep on
seeing my,
bad dreams repeating
at nightfall when I'm
sleeping my,
inner demons know as my
enemies keep on
weeping why.
Shaytan stands on my shoulder with
eagle eye,
talking in my earlob
I hear no evil on the other side.
So when I'm speaking the truth
peeping my moves
keeping me cool
when I speak speech
reaching to you.
Bad news stays close to me
seeking for clues,
I must be focused when I
ease in the booth.
Won't think about my, parent's divorce
won't think think about the,
love of my life
leaving me for New York.
I have to get, off my mind those times
and look ahead,
that's why I sit, write rhymes,
take it to the head.
Allah if I die before it's my time,
please let me ressurect as a rhyme I can't die.


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The Night and Her Ways/Lost Under The Sun

there is a moon,
shining all alone
under all seas looming side to cloud
fall in our night and wait for the one who makes
slip in the prowl
the beasts hold night at growl
howling their sorrows
move midnight forever is tomorrow
come to our dark we run deep in the dusk
trust your lost soul while wait here for the sun

trust your yearning haven safely break
grey sky a-standing
standing far astray

lost under the sun
lost under the sun
lost under the sun 
lost under the sun

there is a place
marble floor and blue
there is a space 
that was meant for what was you
summer now white a different sort of lone
cold in our skin deeps
looking towards our glow

lost under the sun
lost under the sun
lost under the sun
lost under the sun


Details | I do not know? | |

Liar's Moon

   It would have been a pretty moon, 
If I’d not been alone. 
It would have been shining bright, 
On a heart I called my own. 
   But here I sit beneath a sky, 
Of darkness I have made, 
And think of this game I’m in, 
But wish I hadn’t played.
 
   Oh liar’s moon, I’ve been deceived, 
By the brightness of your smile, 
You called my name, made me believe, 
You’d be here for awhile. 
   I’ve been a fool for your love, 
Gave up my heart and home, 
The sky is empty...You have gone, 
I’m left no place of my own.
 
   So, now I am a prisoner, 
Of lives I thought were dreams, 
The bars that surround me, 
Made of your piercing beams. 
   I realize I am still a fool, 
And though I feel so lost, 
I’d throw it all into the wind, 
And count you worth the cost. 
 
Chorus: 
Oh liar’s moon, you’ve won again, 
I guess the joke’s on me, 
You stole away my spirit, 
And called it “setting me free”, 
Oh liar’s moon, you’ve won again, 
I guess the joke’s on me. 


Details | Haiku | |

The End

The End
Nothing left to say;
journey has been completed,
all is finished now.


Details | Lyric | |

You Take Me Higher

Will I say: “I made a difference”? 
Will I say: that I stood out? 
Will I say: “I gave it my all, beyond the shadow of a doubt”? 
When it is my time that comes, and when the end is near 
Will I accept the outcome? 
Will I have any fear? 
I’ve made so many mistakes 
My judgment’s not been right 
I’ve burned so many bridges 
But still, I see a light! 

It seems like every time I want to close the door, there you are, you hold the key, 
and I don’t know what for 

You take me higher 
You are the one 
I know you hold the key 
You take me higher 
You are the one 
What am I supposed to be? 

I am here 
You are there 
I am here 
You are there 

You take me higher 
You are the one 
I know you hold the key 
You take me higher 
You are the one 
What am I supposed to be? 

Will I say: “I made a difference”? 
Will I say: that I stood out? 
Will I say: “I gave it my all, beyond the shadow of a doubt”? 
When it is my time that comes, and when the end is near 
Will I accept the outcome? 
Will I have any fear? 
I’ve made so many mistakes 
My judgment’s not been right 
I’ve burned so many bridges 
But still, I see a light! 

You take me higher 
You are the one 
I know you hold the key 
You take me higher 
You are the one 
What am I supposed to be?


Details | Lyric | |

Logic

Whenever you feel  life has not gone the way you would like.

What should you do to rectify the path?

Do you work a little harder to forge the way?

Save your troubles to think about another day?

When your head is clear and the weariness subsided?

Heart on cuff - head in gear, logic and clear!

Sleep, 

No tear, 

No tear, 

No tear.



Details | Blank verse | |

Luciferia II-- The Damned

Run away Run Away No matter how Far You will never escape my dark hands of faith Wicked and Damned you are my Sin Darling Don't you Tremble when I embrace you The cold and Dark may fill every marrow But at least there were here For You Tell Me how they So Loved You Tell Me All of your fears When the world is done and all their trust will render Undone I will always be with you And Now We cease to Exist Luciferia I can see your Misery Just follow me and believe Me We are The Damned Outcasts of this Natural World We are The Damned Hold on I'll show you what you're waiting for We Are The Damned Join Our Dark Reality When you know the choice the Wind Will come right through And you will See what you're really meant to Be Draining into the Night Shivering With the Smallest of Frights I am the Ghost In Your Dreams I watch You Through the Window Yes that is your name Written In Blood Are You Scared? Are You Suffering? The Dark fate is what was Meant to Be This is what happens when you Brake Us with Words Destroy us with sights Twists are minds Set our will On Fire I can see your Misery Just follow me and believe Me We are The Damned Outcasts of this Natural World We are The Damned Hold on I'll show you what you're waiting for We Are The Damned Join Our Dark Reality When you know the choice the Wind Will come right through And you will See what you're really meant to Be I can see your Misery Just follow me and believe Me We are The Damned Outcasts of this Natural World We are The Damned Hold on I'll show you what you're waiting for We Are The Damned Join Our Dark Reality When you know the choice the Wind Will come right through And you will See what you're really meant to Be


Details | Lyric | |

Escapism

Taste remorse bleeding from my lips,
Feel the pain of my dreams unleashed.
Shooting stars struggle to eclipse
One last flash of a perfect wish.

Make the way with me,
Help my spirit flee,
Set my soul free,
It is smothered.
Let me find my place
In this tempting haze,
In the night's embrace,
I am bothered.

Hear the sounds, deafened sounds
Of reveries' lullabies,
As I reach spaceless bounds
Of welcoming purple skies.
Yes, I live just this way,
But it's an illusion, fake,
And I curse the damned day
That finds me to wake me.

Trapped by the truth,
I curse its majesty,
Dreams of my youth
Lose sense of gravity.

I'm not sane, not mad,
Not alive, not dead,
Shades of past regret
Haunt me farther.
I am straying blind
With my truth denied
On the other side
From the others.

Hear muffled sounds, deafened sounds
Of reveries' lullabies,
As I reach spaceless bounds
Of welcoming purple skies.
Yes, I live just this way,
But it's an illusion, fake,
And I curse the damned day
That finds me to wake me.

Quelling silent screams,
All alone,
Listing paper dreams
On my own,
I am sick of this
Absurdism,
what's the way it is?
Escapism!

Dreams are all shattered,
What could be worse?
Doom of the life in fetter,
Filled with the same remorse.

Fight or surrender?
Shield or defender?
I'm helpless at anything.
Thoughts of despair
Twirl in the air.
I'm losing my everything.

Hear muffled sounds, deafened sounds
Of reveries' lullabies,
As I reach spaceless bounds
Of welcoming purple skies.
Yes, I live just this way,
But it's an illusion, fake,
And I curse the damned day
That finds me to wake me.


Details | Lyric | |

A boy and a girl

I remember the day I first saw her face on the school bus such an uneasy place
we both were shy it took months just to talk soon enough we would always walk
from the stop to her house were I d stand uneasy the sweat would pool in my right hand
One night late after school she came to my house I tried to be cool 
she asked if I would like to go out of course I did but I was nervous anxious filled with doubt

we spent a whole summer just hanging out some times I got so nervous I wanted to shout
I recall how she first placed her hand in mine I was sweating so bad I was losing my mind
the touch of her fingers in my sweaty palm gave comfort unknown and a relieving calm
I realize now she was just as scared but she seemed so calm ready and aware

she became my very best friend but even I knew the summer would end
before the fall came an took her away we spent time with each other everyday
a few weeks before school started again we went to the park are spot back then 
she looked in my eyes for ever it seemed I was confused and young I almost screamed
then she leaned towards me with the sweetest touch she said shed miss me very much
and then it happen her lips searched and found mine out in that moment it removed all doubt
an innocent peek between dearest of friends learning how such things have there ends
after school started that year she moved away I have not seen her since that day

Forever she holds a piece of my heart the innocents we shared was ours from the start
even tho Ive grown a lot since then that young love is for thick and thru thin
we never took not a thing from one another we held each other up learned from one another
I wonder if she thinks of me I think of her and lonely nights I hope she lives happily
youth is something you cannot keep I miss those days on the grass we would sleep 

somewhere inside the shy little boy waits for the day he might see that girl once again
the soul that taught me how to love and to be loved how to end and how to begin
I know ill never see her again I know its only memories something lost to the past 
if I would have known it would end that way and be over so quick so dam fast
I would have told her more of the true me maybe then Id feel whole at last
sweet first love I hope you find a life of love and find your faith in the god above
she will always been in my heart and mind and for now we must leave us behind


Details | Lyric | |

My Scottish Play

I should be a renowned British
actor of the stage,
emoting the full cannon of emotions,
from bliss to rage.
Yet, a lonely thespian am I,
with no woman, no part,
only an endless series of dress
rehearsals for my heart.

"A horse! A horse! My kingdom
for a horse!",
would be even better with
other actors around, of course.
"Sleep, perchance to scream...
I mean dream..", ah dammit!
Knowing the proper lines
is important, I must admit.

No question as to the author,
no scholarly debate,
like naming the Scottish Play,
speaking of love pens my fate.
Such simple words, but
such curses they are for me,
everything seems so well, at first,
then laid waste in tragedy.

"Hey Jude, don't let me down...",
wait, that's all wrong,
that's not The Bard, but
The Beatles. Oh, what was I on?
"Out! Out! Damned spot!",
I always must speak that line,
they never make it that far,
those Lady Macbeths of mine.

Hell! Did I say "Love", and "Macbeth"!?!
"Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom!"
I shall forever be trading lines
with the walls of my bedroom.
What is it about Shakespeare
that he spells my ruin every time?
Leading ladies leaving me
to struggle alone with each rhyme.

No question as to the author,
no scholarly debate,
like naming the Scottish Play,
speaking of love pens my fate.
Such simple words, but
such curses they are for me,
everything seems so well at first,
then laid waste in tragedy.


Details | Free verse | |

requiem


(vrs 1)
with fingertips and tears that froze
you saw my fall from grace,
a crying shame.
and watched me go black to blue
go black to blue then burst to gold.

so confused and starved of love
youre shattered and broke
dancing on my grave with my skeletal bones,
you've never found what you seek,
walking backstreets alone.

(chorus)
you know that i am lost
you know ill never wake
you know that i am dark and deep
you know that i am fast asleep
and you cant accept im gone.

(vrs 2)
the worlds turned its back to forget
one soul thats left
you are the only ehart that knows
the one that died
still lives inside
still lives and cries for one.

and when it comes down to the truth
i was just a dying fool
who could not feel or breath
but survived off poisoned memories that never really happened.

(chorus)
you know that i am lost
you know ill never wake
you know that i am dark and deep
you know that i am fast asleep
and you cant accept im gone.

(vrs 3)
hallucinate
see me through the smoke
and tho im dead i still can love.
im deep inside your cigarette
you'll take me in
tho im a mess
tho ive layed down to rest.

(vrs 4)
dark and deep
i am fast asleep
i am fast asleep
you know that ive found peace.


Details | Lyric | |

The Sixes and Sevens Veil

All of those words and emotions Are tired of lingering in my throat and Mind I want to caress them onto you But how can I? Anon. there might be a time in our days I want to tell you-- I'm worthless, Broken, Diedre, Torned, Discarded, Abuse The past shouldn't control the present but it lingers in my spirit The words need to come out The Darkness with Them What if the truth couldn't set me free, save me from this candled day Underneath the Grove lies something dark, haunted, and confused Hidden in Life aren't we all abused Why can't Eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil I can't discard the decay But I'm still entrouved by the past days why can't eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil Shrouded against our will too scared to show our bare Vulnerable Shadowself It was the ignorance's bliss that caught you The Knowledge creates a burden Too Difficult to Maintain or was it I? trying to be part of your soul The Decay of Your Heart Sadness can be cured by a few words Despair is a disease of the Knife The Eclipse stole the Sun's Sinlight Underneath the Grove lies something dark, haunted, and confused Hidden in Life aren't we all abused Why can't Eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil I can't discard the decay But I'm still entrouved by the past days why can't eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil You can to try to condemn the pain Inside But only I can feel the Decay of my heart I know the quill is better than the razor But only I can feel the Decay of my heart Remember your eyes are hazed by bias lies But only I can feel the Decay of my heart Underneath the Grove lies something dark, haunted, and confused Hidden in Life aren't we all abused Why can't Eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil I can't discard the decay But I'm still entrouved by the past days why can't eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil You can to try to condemn the pain Inside But only I can feel the Decay of my heart I know the quill is better than the razor But only I can feel the Decay of my heart Remember your eyes are hazed by bias lies But only I can feel the Decay of my heart


Details | Lyric | |

Dead in My Heart

There are many things in my head
but there’s only one type of dead
Dead in the heart
I’ve been loving too hard
with that so easily bruised part
I need to make it new (I need it renewed)
I need to have it whole
I need it happily fulfilled
I need these scars
to fade away
but it’s an impossibility
due to my inability
to forget
I wish I could

I hate the way
I’m only happy on cloudy days
I hate the way
there’s so much that I just can’t figure out
There’s so much that I just cannot take
There are so many things that I hate
but they all rate below you
Yes
I hate you

I’m lamenting the very day
that I took my heart and gave it away
I want it back
I want the old me returned right away
I want me back
I want to finally wake up
and not think of this breakup 
and finally breathe easily at last
I feel another panic attack
Another moment of
having no hope at all
Another time I find myself
so freaked out
and then I fall
I’m falling down

I hate the way
I’m only happy on cloudy days
I hate the way
there’s so much that I just can’t figure out
There’s so much that I just cannot take
There are so many things that I hate
but they all rate below you
Yes
I hate you
I hate you
Yes
I hate you
I hate you
Yes
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
Yes
Yes I do
I hate you

How does that make you feel?
Well I hope it makes you feel
twice as bad as you make me feel
I feel bad
I am so unlovable
so untouchable
so forgettable 
so forsaken
I feel bad
And I hope you feel
twice as bad as you make me feel
because I hate you
Yes
I hate you
Yes I do
I hate you
because I’m dead in my heart


Details | Free verse | |

Personal Jihad?

where is the decree
i follow you, you follow me
we all got forced around
one another found on the side of another brother's mother
this is the end if i may be so bold
i'm telling you now what i've already told
this is the basic end to the nigh in sight
let the death of me be the death of us all

a martyr? nah
just someone with a decent head upon their shoulders

i fight this holy war with myself
i put my feelings upon the shelf
then i let them gather dust
then i sink, i swim, i do many things
but none of them affect you
so why would you bother with a stinking urchin like me?
i fancy myself a lyricist
i write a rhyme upon request
if it's no good, then try again
that's what this has come down to anyway
not everything we put out is worthwhile
so figure things out yourself for once
because i am stuck around this verse chorus verse
i go onstage without time to rehearse
and wing it, believe it or not
is it any good though?
you decide

mother mary comfort me
oh wait, i already used that lifeline
now i'm just a tiny thread
dangling from this needle in your arm
i am your addiction
i am your heroin
you inject me like sex
but no pleasure comes from it
oh well, who knows
what we could have been anyway?
i'm just barely even trying now
bend over and give me a kiss
even if it's just as listless
as i may be
who are you?
i've nothing to say
who are you in different... less desirable...
social situations?
someone else
gulping down the nerves like pills with no water
sweat beads around your forehead
simply because your turn to speak is coming up
i'm not getting any better at this 
really

a martyr? nah
just someone bored enough to take the fall


Details | Lyric | |

My Thoughts

If my thoughts could escape from this head that they’re in
and wind their way out and into this world
you’d find that so many of them have a focus
a focus so clear, held in common, and good
You’d find in them a girl who is my whole world
and all of the love my heart holds for her
They’d sing to you songs that would defeat the classics
saying more than The Beach Boys, The Turtles, and Elvis
They’d sing of her beauty, both inside and out
These thoughts would keep winding and grow as they go
as she’s always inside me and on my mind
thinking about her is how I spend the most time
Finally my thoughts, they’d finally see her
then they’d close is as they longingly sought her
And at the point in which they finally caught her
they’d give her my love, my joy, and my laughter
because she is the one who made them all happen
She is the one my thoughts are filled with
She is the one I’ve been searching for so long
She is the one I’ve been waiting for, for all of these years
She is the one that my heart truly loves
She is the one that my heart truly loves


Details | Lyric | |

The Act

"The smile then melts off her face
in a frantic heat of boiling, screaming rage
and trickles down into a pool
of boundless sorrow...."


React like you think they think you should
Whether or not you really feel good 

The act will pass on
and so will they 
soon enough

Don’t you show your pain
Keep pretending you’re still sane

This life 
is a dream 
and it’s not long now
‘till we all wake up

======================
Look for the song-----coming soon!

www.sorrylittlesharky.com 


Details | Free verse | |

The American Legend

Soaring high, as the American's eagle pride higher now than ever before once more, elevated nearly every last peak how to mistreat the meek, weak unguided son why can't you offer unrequited love to everyone? oh, lord save me I cannot escape the agents that take hold of me, they surround me... So I levitate up and unbounded seems I've once again found it an escape, from an uneasy paradise This burst explosion A never ending love-peace energy welling up inside me like an underwater atom bomb forever and ever I shall go on accordingly unknown An art recession? let me make a correction this boy's a legend from birth on up banging hard breaking his way through the wall life can sometimes often throw up come crashing hard on the ground I wake knowing the feeling to lose everything except from what I learned from well known legends who made the wings I fly high on


Details | Prose Poetry | |

believe in the magick

Believe in the magick in the power of each thought. For you are like a lovely 
flower, growing in a pot. You can do it, whatever goals you have ever sought 
and you can grow your roots and widen yourself to a great big plot. And don't 
let yourself be put on the spot. And whatever effort goes out is the same as 
you have brought. Takes time sometimes, don't get distraught. It'll be turned 
toward you every deed or need you've ever bought. Smile,you'll be happier, 
that's what I've learned and I've taught.


Details | Lyric | |

Used

Used to look through child’s eyes
Used to stare at star ridden skies
Used to smile at silly sounds
Used to dream of the future’s bounds

Used to play in the thicket of my mind
Used to search for a place to hide
Used to act like story book heroes
Used to count from 100 back to zero

Used to hold my breath till my face was bright red
Used to believe all the words that everyone said
Used to want a big house and brand new car
Used to hope that I could someday set the bar

Used to use my imagination
Used to use that motivation
Now being used by my frustration
Of being used by my own generation

Used to... used to...
You know I used to...
Use it all without a thought
Used too... Used too...
We’re all being used too...
Bought and sold like an old iron pot
Used to... used to...
You know we all used to...
Dream our world would never rot
Used too... Used too...
It’s all being used too...
All our resources from bottom to top

Used to sit up all hours of the night
Used to believe that people were alright 
Used to think that we could still pull through
Used to think that everybody knew

Used to have faith in the ‘truth’
Used to see their words as proof
Used to hide these tears I’d cry
Used to hold my head up high

Used to think I had a grasp
Used to disguise myself with a plastic mask
Used to act like there was no problem
Used to hypocritically mock any and all of ‘em

Used to use their aspiration
Used to use their motivation
Now they use their investigation
To bind us to their administration

Used to... used to...
You know I used to...
Use it all without a thought
Used too... Used too...
We’re all being used too...
Bought and sold like an old iron pot
Used to... used to...
You know we all used to...
Dream our world would never rot
Used too... Used too...
It’s all being used too...
But when will this mass consumption ever stop?


Details | Imagism | |

VISION OF LIFE

Live your life like fun , don't cry for wrong and right...

When it comes to taste , you can't go for a balanced diet...

Times moves on and on , like rising and falling tides ...

Life is meant to face , so you can't restore to hides...

Flow  spontaneously like a river , high spirited like the sky...

Be vibrant like the bird , and open your wings to fly....

Value each smile like pearl , though it may be pocket size...

Just believe you are the best , there your worth lies....

Toil to your heart's best , leave the rest to divine ...

When blessings combine with efforts , zero can be turned to NINE.....


Details | Verse | |

Shaking Out The Light

The blind can find it more easily than me.
Hidden in plain sight:  There, right there.
Wracked in pain, its loss shines bright.
Shaking out the Light.

All my questions, all my doubts,
falling on deaf ears.
Who hears or cares?
All has passed into the night.
Shaking out the Light.

The mystery of magic is within the sacred self.
The key to its unfolding is an unoccluded eye.
The words are long forgotten but the traveled path remains,
and so we walk unfettered despite our worldly pains. 

This heart marks time in fractured intervals.
Whispered in the dark, the truth denies
a nameless beast that hides from sight.
Shaking out the light.

How I thirst, my throat too dry to drink.
This cup will cure the wounded heart I think.
One sip resumes the endless fight.
Shaking out the light.

The mystery of magic is within the sacred self.
The key to its unfolding is an unoccluded eye.
The words are all forgotten yet the traveled path remains,
and so we walk unfettered despite our worldly pains. 

Combatant’s mirrored gaze stares back at me.
Freedom bought with fire burns within.
Sin reborn in dead of night.
Shaking out the light.

These words are said and sung aloud.
Their meanings dance.  The vision, 
blurred, demure and fragile, soon takes flight.
Shaking out the light.


Details | I do not know? | |

Night Life Death Day

Heard them preaching from their pews
As you glanced up at the clock
That there’s safety found in numbers
So you’re following the flock

Into clubs and bars and bedrooms
Gone by morning, leave no trace
Work the night shift nine to five
Got to keep up with the pace

Body swinging like a pocket watch
It’s amateur hypnosis 
Every cheap trick in the book
For a positive prognosis 

The dancefloor throws a pulse
Creeps up stems through marching feet 
Propaganda screaming lose yourself 
But don’t get in too deep
A creed of contradictions
Heard you chant it in your sleep
Feel your body lose momentum
Trade your soul to feel complete

Electric halflight, static darkness
Sticky glasses, sticky hands
The struggle for debauchery 
That etiquette demands

Smoke and mirrors, dull reflection
Face is blurred, your skin is wet
No time for introspection
What you see is what you get

Less is more and more is less
I see London, I see France
Forced invitation, insincere declination
Thanks, but I’m just here to dance

A creed of contradictions
Heard you chant it in your sleep
Propaganda screaming lose yourself
But don’t get in too deep
Well tell me how it feels
Things you held sacred sold so cheap
Baby, time to grow a backbone
Lose the crawl and find your feet

Yeah so find yourself spine
Before you find you’re in too deep



Details | Lyric | |

I've Crawled Ten Miles

I've crawled ten miles before
Even when they offered me more
Take it from me, babe, life's great
All you have to do is be patient, wait

Theres more to this life than just thrills
Don't keep doin' what you're doin', it kills
I've offered advice to you many times before
But you don't seem to see that theres more
Theres more to life than you think
More than cuttin' lines on the sink
More than blackin' out in your room
Keep it up and you'll meet your doom

I've crawled ten miles in your shoes
Snortin' coke and drinkin' the booze
Keep it up and you're gonna lose
So come on baby, you gotta choose

They lead you down an unknown path
If you keep it up you'll incur death's wrath
Don't let them tell you, "It's alright, take more."
Don't let them do it, what do they take you for
Drugs and booze aren't always the way
I'll offer you more advice, if I may
Push the snow and booze far away
Droppin' them is the only way

I've crawled ten miles in your shoes
Snortin' coke and drinkin' the booze
Keep it up and you're gonna lose
So come on baby, you gotta choose


Details | Rhyme | |

Old Fathers Pause

A ship of souls lost
concealing an ocean.
in space between thoughts
the speed of slow motion.
please hear the sound
of the visibly shaken.
a thief wears the crown
the builder is breaking.
just a handful of souls
of windows and walls.
in the shimmering hour
of old father's pause.
while guardians of being
are too busy sleeping.
a listening tree seems
the last willow weeping.

we are the terrorist
and the laughing child.
it's our mirrored bliss
but, your crafty smile.
as my skeleton moans
he must sell his skin.
and paint all his bones
with some charlatan.
mind over matter?
well i think not!
if there's something the matter
with the one I've got.
but, i choose to believe
my spirit transcends.
it's too hard to conceive
this is where it ends.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Turn for the Worse

In the beginning
Things were so unreal
You were the ideal image
With monster sex appeal

You said you'd always be there
But what you've said is now a lie
Are you aware of the consequences
Your actions hold
Upon our bonded lives

A breaking of the chemistry
We took so long to build
Down playing this relationship
Into something never fulfilled

You were my four leaf clover
My lucky little charm
But
You've turned into a harlot
And caused nothing but harm

I'm at the bottom of this bottle
There may be some cause for alarm
Only finding comfort in
My friends Jack and Jim
Jettisoned into chaos
Where nobody can swim
Your selfishness is drowning me
You shouldn't have left on a whim


Details | Lyric | |

Happy Ending

How do the stars shine so bright
while you and I are lost in the night,
And how does this world keep on turning
when all that's left is our innocence burning?

I wish I could go away and lose myself in dreams.
If I try, can I fly with broken wings?

Lord, please show me what to do.
Mm.. I wish I knew
Wish I could wake up in a new place -
look in the mirror, find a different face...

Yeah I wish I could go away and lose myself in dreams.
If I try, can I fly with broken wings?

There's a happy ending to my tale.
I've got hope and so I cannot fail
And I'm gonna rise into the sky
Yeah I'm gonna mend my wings and fly so....

Lord, please show me what to do
Yeah, I wish I knew.
Wish I could wake up in a new place,
look into the mirror, find a different face

Yeah, I wish I could go away and lose myself in dreams;
I'll try, yes I'll fly with broken wings.

There's a happy ending to this tale.
I've got hope and so I cannot fail
Watch me, see me, see me rise into the sky.
Watch me, see me, oh, with broken wings I fly.

With these broken wings I fly.


Details | Narrative | |

3,000 Miles Separate Fate

There you were
Just a blur
In the spur
Of the moment

A spontaneous rush
Of flushed confusion
An overwhelming lasting impression

This brief encounter
Bringing two strangers
A precious and a joyous sensibility
That's all too serene to be fiction

Effervescent euphoria
Permeates its way through the senses
Infiltrating effortlessly

Why did you have to go
And get on that plane

Now you're never coming home


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in fields of grey

Like a wild flower in the rain
Sometimes you get desensitized
By the company you keep 
And you forget to be a genuine person

Just like the arms you lie within
Your body cannot do without a warm touch
Driblets, a breeze, triplets
It was all a spring time hush

Like a wild flower
I saw you making hail in the rain
And I won’t carry through my days 
Without you by my side


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once longing love

This time your eyes don't seem to bare the familiar strength
you been staying away from me you've gone to every length
i did every thing i could to lend a helping hand
now your broken and its hard to under stand
this was no ones plan love makes harsh demands

even though i can see your heart is truly broke
when i tried to hold you i was just a joke
now things are changed nothing like before
i have become something so much more
a ache still nags deep within my core a life left in ashes spread upon the floor

i wonder where you ll go who you ll see
i wonder if the only thing you think about is me
the empty hole of things left unsaid
a wall of noise stands strong in my head
some how this feel like I'm dead but I'm watching in you go instead

how many times could i try to be the one you needed but i know it was the ego i feed ed
a callous soul without any notion of truth hope or devotion
farewell my once longing love


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CounterCulture

We are young and try to be, Independent and free.
Got the world beneath our feet, they took our innocence to keep.
These the men of old, who swapped their hearts for shining gold.
Now they try to steal our souls to wrap around their brittle bones.
Locked in chambers made of stone, their children they beg to play alone.
Wrapped up tight in broken ropes, they pray for guns instead of hope.


But we found love, we will thrive, despite the lies that you deny.


And we will end what you begun. Turn our backs onto the sun.
We run through the night fighting for our sacrificial right.
And we howl to the moon, like it is what we were born to do.
And when we hear the gypsy's chant, we stand up tall and dance.
When the sun begins to rise, we bow our heads and close our eyes.
Because we are young and try to be, independent and free.


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No Greater Fool

How many times I've laughed at those
Who act like fools for love.
I scoffed, I sneered, I laughed out loud
I thought I was above.

How silly!  How illogical!
How stupid to get hurt.
And even worse these clueless dolts
Will give another chance. 

And then the fools refuse to see
What strangers realize.
They think their lover’s being true
While weaving sloppy lies.

Why can't they see the sad, sick truth
So clear to you and me?
We do not realize in our youth
We really want the lies.

The truth is ugly, the truth is dull.
With no romance or magic.
To look at life straight on like that
Is depressing, even tragic.

Once I believed in fairy tales
I believed his love was true.
A cynic smitten, it never fails
There was no greater fool.


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Rain drops on My Universe

Rain drops on my universe 
And I can’t tell you a thing
And the world just keeps on turning
 This cold house won’t sooth the pain

I saw through rose colored glasses
Cracking till I couldn’t see a thing
All the lights are blinking out 
And I’m fumbling in the dark

The world just won’t slow down
I’ve jumped the track again
My hair was so much longer
And I never believed in sin

Now it’s all a bloody mess
And the light is pouring in
Life is such a scary place
But I’ll pull back in the end

Tell me can you fix me hunny?
Pull me out in to the sun
You can’t begin to fathom 
When the paint begins to run

My room it has a black door
And I want to paint it red
Try as you might you never see
It’s scary in my head

Rain drops on my universe
And you tell my secrets one by one
And it all just keeps on hurting
Until my heart goes numb

Rain drops on my universe
‘Cause God is crying if she’s real
Everything is spinning now
But it’s okay ’cause I can’t feel


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The Top

Honesty
Can't you see
I lied again
Against your whim
Following I keep on following
As you lead the way
My lowest friend
How we meet again

Oh yeah
Oh no
Oh yeah
Oh no

It's the top see baby
Surely you're not all alone
Safe baby
The place that you call your home
Front seat baby
Maybe I'm lost
I don't trust a thought 
And i think to much oh come on
Come on come on say maybe
Come on  come on see baby
Come on come on say maybe
Yeah baby come on

I betrayed
You and me
I messed up again
Lost another good friend
Stop pushing I can't stop pushing
Down on all your walls
Till your broken again
To severe to mend

Oh yeah...etc

It's the top see baby...etc

Trusting me 
You're naive
Where do i begin
Starting from the end
Selfishly I keep on running and
Don't forget my name
I'm sorry again
All the words I spent

(I am still working on it)


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On the wrong side of the door to paradise

Do you remember the way to eden? 
I haven't been there lately-
inside the whole time
and I'm a thousand miles away
I need a perch to land on, a branch to alight
I'm being tossed about in this whirlwind called life
caught in yet another of life's tempestuous moods
yet theres memory of peace inside
I can see it through the keyhole
in vain I search for the key 
(I used to know)
but I've misplaced it
I should take better care of such things 
before they become lost,
put them back always in the same place again
so I know where to find them
when I need some peace of mind
in times that I am trapped on the other side- 
a bird that flutters its wings uselessly outside the door
able to see inside,and still wondering 
what is holding me back, 
keeping me on the wrong side of the Door to paradise


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Lullaby for the Grieving

Lay your head down precious one
And dry your eyes right now
For dreams of happy endings
Will be coming anyhow

The rains will stop, that much we know
Though we may not know how
So walk ahead to dryer ground
Where my love will abound

Know that when you're all alone
I've never been more near
And when you think I'm gone from you
I'm holding you, my dear

The nights will pass before you know
The sun will rise once more
I'll be with you in the sunshine
And with you in the storm

In the sunshine, in the rain
Just look up to the sky
And wish you may and wish you might
And to you, I will fly

I'll never leave you, never go
Where you can't find me there
Just look inside your heart to find
The love we share


Details | Lay | |

Merlin Unbound

I am the root.
I am the green fuse. 
I am the stem, the bud,
the dry twig,
and the stealthy footstep
that snaps it in the night.
I am the rising hair on the back of your neck.
I am Merlin, the bard,
and I sing of it all.

I am the bard of warm sheets,
and insincere ones as much.
I am the empty gesture, 
and the chill that sets upon the pillow.
I am Love itself, and the murderer of Love.
I am the arrow on its mark.
I am the dregs of wine
at the bottom of the barrel.
I am the wrong unredressed, 
and the debt long unpaid.
I am Merlin, the bard,
And I remember it all.

I am the vocation unheeded, 
the monk with no prayer,
and the lusty nun, alone in her bed.
I am the trickster.
I am my own mother and my own father,
incubus and succubus, one and the same. 
I am the milky breath of your firstborn.
I am the scent of his decay.
I am Merlin the Conjurer,
and I conjure it all.

I am the rising star in your firmament
and the wellspring of your dreams.
I am the grains of sand in your hourglass. 
I am your merciless mirror, year after year.
I am the green moss awaiting your bones.
I am the greedy worms.
I am your life’s purpose, 
and the odds against it.
I am your last chance.
I am all the times you turned back.
I am your fresh start.

I am the gnome, the sylph, 
the salamander, and the undine.
I am the severed head, the cauldron,
and the threefold death.
I am the angel.
I am the serpent.
I am the hawk that circles in the blue.
I am each letter of your name.
I am Merlin, the bard.
I am you.
And I sing of us all.


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Death Blow

Mirror in the bathroom,
this makes no sense.
Like the glass top table 
in the room I rent,
or my credit card
with numbers white as snow,
the straw cut down
an eighth its size.
Our love affair is growing old
but I know you're in control.
She don't lie, she don't lie,
She don't lie to you,
so Clapton says,
but we both know
you're my only friend,
and with you I'll wind up dead.


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Mental Masochism

Welcome to the old you Hello, Hello, Despair so Crude, Dreams are gone Yet we still follow the old Path Where empathy kills And the Sympathy we find is another Lie You were born to deceive A puppet-master of emotion Back off this fixation while you have a chance Who Would Want To Be This Cold? Sorrow-- My Emotional High Who Would Want To Be This Cold? Better to be Frozen than Numb Who Would Want To Be This Cold? Exchange pleasure for pain It's all coming t you The facade of Joy falls again Violet Hearts crush easy Your Pain you don't Want this Your Sorrow, You Want This Back off this fixation while you have a chance Who Would Want To Be This Cold? Sorrow-- My Emotional High Who Would Want To Be This Cold? Better to be Frozen than Numb Who Would Want To Be This Cold? Back off this fixation while you have a chance Who Would Want To Be This Cold? Sorrow-- My Emotional High Who Would Want To Be This Cold? Better to be Frozen than Numb Who Would Want To Be This Cold?


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Black sand

When you find your early your already much to late all this time now you over compensate
A rush towards the front so we can crawl to the back always flinching from the timely attack
anticapation explodes towards the surface flooding out release its only purpose
Timely ruin erodes the  youthful heart corroding the edges lets it fall apart

age and wisdom go hand in hand the curse of life has only one demand
youth and vigor go hand in hand but at that point we dont even understand 
in the end we return to the land all these things we were crumbles away into black sand

A hard life takes a serious toll no one to help you madness takes control
lonely hearts lightens the soul to run the great race headlong towards the hole
some live life as a perfect dream while others mostly cry and sometimes scream
good deeds leave nothing to redeem we all lie in dirt or so it would seem

time and space go hand in hand we all must suffer there every command
pain and strife go hand in hand alone we fall and alone we must stand
in the end we pass to the land until we fade and crack turning into black sand

writing this down its quite hard to think today could be it id be gone in a blink
pondering the end leads to the brink no matter how high ones soar everything must sink
it seems to be a very grim notion no matter how hard you swim your consumed by the ocean
live like some mad commotion but time moves straight it knows no other motion

life and death go hand in hand no matter who you are you see others life’s are so grand
fools and liars walk hand in hand each of us all carry these life’s long brand
until the day we return to the land once particles of icy cold lifeless black sand

all of us are dieing only some know when cant control the future but we are were we’ve been
the endless void a thought Iam not akin ill go when I go and not until then 
perception is something you have to be in to see our lives stretch and then grow thin
So many hits we take in the chin but the harder I’m hit the wider I grin
because one thing is certain on your journey you’ll be hit over and over again

shame and guilt go hand in hand for all our troubles the end cannot be planned
love and loss go hand in hand we hold so tight by the thinnest strand
until we sleep in the bosom of the land when all of this returns to black sand


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you know best

take it easy take a step back
you never helped me follow through
don' bother asking why
secrets so often lead to lies

every time i try
doubt lingers in my mind
twisting and turning and causing me stress
I never sleep well while knowing

I'm guna regret this
try and erase this
mess
how could i forget that
lessons deserved learn best

trust, don't let it rust to much
these words grow weaker, with every touch
no sense in forging a false pretense
another way to say you're full of it

only in my mind
can i find a piece of mine
yearning deserving simply more
whats so wrong with thinking

I'm guna regret this
try and erase this
mess
how could i forget that
lessons deserved learn best
just turn around
you're lost not found
the secrets out
had enough
of you I've found
hearing your secrets sour my mind
so down your road
a block or so
i can't condone you
you're not like me
I'm blind
But i don't owe you

anything
all but vague

no longer there to your dismay
asking why almost a million ways
I'm hungry for advice
hearing yours don't make me wise

Your lies don't change your fate
i mean you no disgrace
postponing controlling things sure to come
all the while your asking

am i guna regret this
try and erase this
mess
will i ever forget that
lessons deserved learn best

you know best


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One Day

We've been through
Roughening waves,
But we sat and never threw
Ourselves out of furious rave.

One day my heart
Will be glad that
We haven't yet fallen apart
And are not as sad as before.

Our time was like a boat...
No matter where we went,
Our time was well spent,
Even while we continuously float.

One day you'll be as happy
As you were in that rural place.
We'll together repair our broken vase.
You and I were inseparable friends...

So I wished it didn't end.
Our bond has been fragile
For quite some while.
I've been thinking of ridding it...

Though I know
I'll resolve it all somehow.
So I hope you will accept the flora
I shall give to you one day...


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Untitled #153 / My love will wait

“Don’t hesitate, ‘cause your love
won’t wait”
my love will wait


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Battle Indecisive

Lock the doors, hide away
We're going to the place that takes your breath away
So you seem to be unsure
Never promised life would let you fly
You make me want to
How I want to

Close the windows let no one hear
Put out that cigarette, we'll plan this night right
So now you feel guilty
Couldn't tell you how much this means to me
You make me want to
How I want to

Is this how life should feel
Now that you've changed everything
The battle rages on

So piece this mystery together
We're gonna wake up feeling like we felt before
You'll feel better rested
Never told you the truth living lies
You make me want to
Oh how I want to


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In Between

Well I'm not shy but I've never been bold
I'll be in between till the day I'm old

Couldn't be richer but I don't have money
I'm footloose and just like a bee in honey

Hey say what will you do
Don't want to sleep when the day is through

I'm just what I am and I'm not what I seem
All my life I'm in between

Never got lost but I've not been found
Sang alot of songs and never made a sound

Always been lonely and I've always been loved
Stood my ground but I still got shoved

Hey say what will you do
Don't want to sleep when the day is through

I'm just what I am and I'm not what I seem
All my life I'm in between


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The Transgressor

Clouds of an Occult day Words of a Darkmaster Chill My Mind Freeze my Eyes Hidden Forever I'll be; Shadow walk You will Never see me It's time to anew I'll Lose you I cannot forget The Blood I cannot-- Forgive you Locked in my cell I'm never far I'll Never Bleed For you Again Loosing Vitality Mistakes cannot be Fixed Forever you and I will Drown Sacred Words Of you Do not Render Complete Obsolete Cords of Vile you wrap around the flowers how east it must be I wasn't Born this Way you Made me this Way Locked in my cell I'm never far I'll Never Bleed For you Again Loosing Vitality Mistakes cannot be Fixed Forever you and I will Drown Sacred Words Of you Do not Render Complete Obsolete Sacred Words Of you Do not Render Complete Obsolete Sacred Words Of you Do not Render Complete Obsolete


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Real Real Real Real

Real eyes?   Real lies?
You say your eyes recognize real lies
Well, how wide are these eyes that see lies?
Because the lies you so deeply despise, I realize are in your eyes
Oh, you are so so blind
Why lie?
Your so called real eyes cant recognize the real lies you provide
You lie to set up the fall of my emotional demise
Why eyes?
Are your thoughts so incoherent in your mind that you would even think you could disguise
your epic lies
Oh, my eyes can realize your "real" lies and I barely have to try
My eyes are able to detect your fables and unreel your unreal's  
So, next time you say your real eyes recognize real lies, try to untie your disguised
lies 
And realize it is you, who needs real eyes



(A poem by another evoked this poem)


Details | I do not know? | |

heard

I have heard the light
Her radiant but sad muse
Wavering across the spectrum LIFE
These ears are tuned to the melody
that continues to play throughout our
passages in this stratosphere Today
You might think Me a strange
to remember every frequency that
keeps ringing across my melancholy face
People,
as Myself,
Sensitive to the words
Verses that are unique and distinctively different
From any sound that reverberates around this Mighty World
Does it not surprise that my Ears are the same as these eyes
Made for listening as well for Peering
I am not such a predator that uses it for leering
but,
For attuning,
into & outer space of this Earth,

Her Vineyard of Wine that keeps expanding all of her taste

Not such a Waste,mind you

If you heard what I have..
You Would Listen with Love as well

I can Tell!!


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The Minstrel

 THE MINSTREL


The minstrel picks up his papers

and lays them out on the table

he wants to find all the answers

but he knows he's not able

But he knows we can stand a million strong

or you can stand there all alone

It's not so much what we stand for anymore

It's what we're standing on.

Sometimes his good friends they avoid him

because they've heard it for so long

seems like every time they turn around

He's workin on another song or trying to right another wrong

But he knows we can stand one million strong

or you can stand there all alone

It's not so much what you stand for any more

it's what you're standing on it's what you're standing on

The minstrel sings about his heroes

from Jesus Christ to Dr King

He hears the war drums getting nearer

If every loving soul would sing

We could sing away the hatred

we could sing away the fear

If we could all sing loud enough

even the fool on the hill could hear

And he'd know we can stand six million strong

while he stands there all alone

It's not so much what he stands for any more

It's what he's standing on It's what we're standing on

The minstrel picks up his papers

and lays em out on the table

He wants to find all the answers

He knows damn well he's not able


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Two: Babel On

The eclectic neglected feel so disrespected you know I wrecked it where ever I step -ed and you would, dismiss it? I'm brain fried a drain dried step up to my main eye in the middle of my seeing stones I see your tone, its mellowdrone Neglected eclectic you seem so collective it seems so effortless the celebrated, all frustrated because they can't get any more wasted or useless I won't waste it on you, another thought I know I can't break through your drought I know I can't prove to you, it's rotten that doing the right thing is toughest often I guess I'm neglected, come from the collective and consciousness is overrated for the freest all sleep naked.


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' Warriors ... The Battle Cry Song ... '

There Are Sounds of Ancient Thunders
There Are Sounds of Ancient Drummers
        Calling … Brave Warriors
         Gladiators and Warriors

And They’re Marching To The Cadence of Their Hearts’ Pounding
Marching, To The Cadence of The World’s Rage Resounding
They’re Going By The Beat of Their Heart’s Pumping
By The Steady Flow of Blood and Bloodlust, Tells Me Somethin’

               … Warriors …
         Courageous Warriors …

Chorus:

But, We’ve Seen These Men, Playing With Their Children
We’ve Seen These Sons and Their Laughter, I’m Hearing
We’ve Seen These Men, Loving Their Babies
And Tenderly Holding and Kissing Their Ladies

               … Warriors …
         Courageous Warriors …

2nd Chorus:

Oh Lord, Please Stop These Warriors’ Battle Cry
And The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Mothers and Wives
The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Little Ones’ Eyes
The Battle Cry, Coming From Warriors … When They Die

               … Warriors …
         Courageous Warriors …

Sticks and Stones, Swords, Arrows and Bombs
Lances, Knives, Hand to Hand Combat, Napalm
God Almighty, Oh, Thy Kingdom Come
Please Rescue Us, From The Kingdom of The Gun …

And Prophecy Is Marching – Listen, All Who Arms Bear
Warriors, Must Beat War Weapons Into Plowshares            ( Isa. 2: 4 )
And When War, Is No More, Then We Will Hear
All Warriors’ Battle Cry, Will Be An Amen Cheer !

              … Gentle Warriors …
            Peace-Loving, Warriors …

2nd Chorus:

Oh Lord, Please Stop These Warriors’ Battle Cry
And The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Mothers and Wives
The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Little Ones’ Eyes
The Battle Cry, Coming From A Warrior’s … Last ‘ Why ? ’

                … Warriors …
           Courageous Warriors …

How Can Flesh and Blood, Mortal-Men, Be So Fearless, I Wonder
Are They Strengthened By Duty, Love and Honor
Facing Danger, Death and Being Torn Asunder
Sacrificing All, As A Fallen Soldier …

                 … Warrior …
           Courageous Warrior …


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THINGS NOT EQUAL

THINGS NOT EQUAL

There are those who reach an age past  100,
while some never chanced to live.
There are those who share their blessings,
while some choose not to give.

There are those who have never gone hungry,
while some never survive.
There are those who find fame and fortune, 
while some dreams shatter and die.

There are those who are rich and famous,
while some are poor and alone,
There are those with power and possessions,
while some are without a home.

There are those who are happy and healthy,
While some are sick and depressed.
There are those who believe life is the end,
while some say:  “it was just a test!”

By Milton Lopez Delgado
December 4, 2011


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OmniPoPreScient

I am omniscient; I know all things
All people, and you;
Minds, thoughts and feelings
Are before me open and bare.

I am omnipotent; I do all things
I weave fates and control destinies
Give life and take life at will
Keep the past, allow the present, and wrap the future.

I am omnipresent; I am present everywhere
In the depth, in   the height
On earth and beyond
Everywhere at once.

Yes! I am------ 
A creator, an author, a writer 
Of but one book
Of pages of life and all.



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song of the dying (original)

Tears fall 
For I cannot feel them
Upon my rough hands
My scar’d palms 
All alone 
Wondering ever which way
Where do I go
I am from?
A slight moment of puzzlement
Lightly confused 
Politely misused 
The secrets they’re telling you
Pretend it doesn’t matter 
One just knows not what to do
Given away myself in every song
Swallowed the bars last liquor
Now images only seem blurry 
In the past picture
The highway haunts you
Night fall taunts the blue 
All life wants from you
Is the Truth


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Since you've been gone (Edited Version)

(Verse 1)
Since you’ve been gone
The emotions that have come out
Changes that are still coming round
Sky’s of gray lingering slowly over head

(Bridge)
wishing things happened so differently
that surprised look within their eyes
a year has passed by 
funny if you think of all the times

(Hook)
snap of the finger blink of an eye
Since you’ve been gone
I’ve changed so much it makes me laugh and cry
Since you’ve been gone 

(Verse 2)
So many things such a short period of time
Close my eyes the past flashes in my mind
Moments wishing you where by my side
Remembering what stood true for you and I

(Bridge)
But I did what I felt was right
Since you’ve been gone
Now two souls that can fly high
Since you’ve been gone

(Verse 3)
Letting go of yesterday its alright to cry
Two hearts broken let the emotions flow
Hello and goodbye while I sit and sigh
The actions I’ve done

(Hook)
snap of the finger blink of an eye
Since you’ve been gone
I’ve changed so much it makes me laugh and cry
Since you’ve been gone 


Details | I do not know? | |

MEMORY OF AN AMIGO

The twinkling stars are over my head,
The shimmering sand is my bed,
The shooting star’s flare,
Does not bring me a nightmare,
But arouses the memory of an amigo,
Gone into oblivion long ago!

The light and colour,
In the open air,
Of a chilly polar night,
Bring me delight,
And arouse the memory of an amigo,
Gone into oblivion long ago!

On the moonlit night,
Calm and bright,
The dancing polar light,
Dazzles my sight,
And arouses the memory of an amigo,
Gone into oblivion long ago!

Reveling in Nature’s delight,
I am a ‘blithe spirit’!
Yet why o why? I know not,
Arises in the mind a somber thought,
That arouses the memory of an amigo,
Gone into oblivion long ago! 


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Fair

Yeah, I’m like an island with no leave
Direction with no destination
A tremendous distance from where I’d belonged so long
Once a deep-rooted tree, exemplary in foundation
Now amputated, indeed from my haven

Once quite fair and desired
This road’s got me withered and tired
And Im longing for the coast in
A tone I’d never thought possible
How the melody of the sea has abandoned me!

Once I dug my heels in and traveled far
Now progress has delivered me hardly at all
If these prints were pods of salt and water
I’d be home alike my mothers daughter

And I’m longing for the coat in
A tone I’d never thought possible
How the melody of the sea has abandoned me!


Details | Cowboy | |

Ghost Dance

While the Ancestors worshipped 
   they shot them one and all. 
They thought they had stopped the dance 
   as they watched the Old Ones fall. 
 
But what they did not know 
   is that we do not die... 
Their bullets set us free 
   and sent our souls to fly.   
 
High above this shadow plain 
   where the spirit beasts do roam; 
We roost upon their sacred backs, 
    and the Buffalo carry us home. 
 
We dance for our lives 
   for the secrets of the Earth. 
We dance while they kill us 
   and through death find rebirth. 
 
We dance night and day, 
   to the drums thundering low. 
Singing medicine songs 
   to honor the Buffalo. 
 
Though we may not rise today 
   The People will not die; 
As long as we keep dancing, 
   the Ghosts...You...and I. 

We dance for the things for which we yearn; 
Grass covered plains, the Buffalo’s return. 
The fever of freedom forever will burn,  
While we’re dancing with the ghosts. 
 
For there is no time frame on prophesy, 
This is the Vision Great One gave to me, 
The Heart of The People will always be, 
Dancing with the Ghosts...


(Wado Waya Streeby for understanding.)


Details | Cowboy | |

The Cowboy Way

why oh why'd I have to be a cowboy
Riding on the range like Roy and Gene
Singing in the saddle with their guitars
Strumming to the humming
Of the sons of pioneers

Young boys were shooting rustlers too
Even now the memory  lingers 
Despite the long forgotten years
Imagined six guns spun on fingers
Blowing smoke and smiling through 
Poorer times with held back tears
Thirty years of working still don't have a single dime
No such thing as overtime
Dark t' dark is normal every week has seven days
Watching dawn awake the sky With fresh coffee and new day
I see the answer to the why I live the cowboy way
Digging ponds and mending fence Is just a bit of self defense 
from City life and hassle seen  Driving truck and smelling gasoline
These boots wa'nt made for walkin'much 
These lips aint  ever prattled such
Both old and cracked and losing touch
But comfortable tight
Wasted words so seldom heard 
Cep' maybe by the herd

 


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RSVP If U Find Peace

Label it RSVP if you find peace 
Found paradise 
But happiness was deceased 
Let me know if you find peace 

The sound of my alarm clock 
Brings chills to my body 
I’ve been blessed with another day 
By this evening I'll be done forgot it
Elementary 
I was blamed for trouble 
By my adolescent years 
My misery doubled 
Hands together, head bowed 
The misery I allowed 
Blacks, poor whites, and Mexicans 
After the math we looked on for less again 
Walked as ghost 
With the Continental army on Churchill 
After peace 
That one militia would have a full course meal 
Prophets locked in submission 
Mercenaries trapped under the Lords supervision 
To heal another’s wounds, such a decision 
Lucifer and Jehovah 
Two brothers locked in a crash collision 
As pawns on their chess boards 
How can we learn to love 
When all we see
Are Relatives clashing below and above 

Label it RSVP if you find peace 
Found paradise 
But happiness was deceased
Let me know if you find peace


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Walking In Graceland

I'm moving up to graceland
you know that mansion over the hilltop
to have just a little talk with jesus
for I don't knock upon his doors
for I know the gates swing open
how great thou art
that we're blessed
in the wonderful grace of jesus
for it's written in red
as I was made a christian
and saw the light while
strolling down beulual lane
out in the sunshine
dear father in heaven
we all can do good
something beautiful
even a whispering hope
sitting down by the old rugged cross
take my hand
precious lord
don't leave me crying in the chapel
move me to your higher ground
crossing the river of jordan
fill my cup lord
to let me rise again
for without you I haven't got a prayer
so please take me as I am jesus
for I'll remain tried and true
for I know there's somebody bigger than you or I
in this wonderment of thy amazing grace


Tribute To 
The Father 
Son 
And 
Holy Spirit
{Amen}


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Paying the Fiddler

I was nineteen that summer
  when I met him at a buck-out,
  and I was totally smitten
  by all the Cowboy charm he had.

I thought that he was rugged,
  (and undeniably handsome),
  then that bull slammed against the fence
  and busted him up pretty bad.

I was surprised when he showed up at the dance,
  he was battered and bruised but smiling,
  and I heard him talking and laughing,
  still high from the rush of the ride.

He said “You gotta’ pay the fiddler
  if you want to dance to his tune”,
  then he drifted across the floor,
  said “Let’s dance” as he reached my side.

Mama told me I’d be sorry
  if I ignored her and took up with him,
  and I really hate to say it, 
  but I guess that she was right.

But when I review my memories
  I know I’d do it all again,
  for that “Eight Second Feeling”
  of our first long kiss that night.

We used to dance for hours,
  in the kitchen and on the porch
  and laugh about owein’ that fiddler
  and what his pay would be.

But lately there ain’t been no dancin’,
  just long strings of awkward silence,
  as his eyes look far and distant
  and not so much at me.

Seems his spirit has grown uneasy,
  as I listen to him talking
  and realize it’s still Rodeo
  that truly holds his heart.

Oh, I don’t mind coming in second,
  heck, life is like that sometimes.
  But knowing I’m invisible,
  well, that’s the hardest part.
 
I suppose I should be angry,
  but I just can’t find it in me,
  ‘cause I know what it’s like
  to love something just that way.

I felt it when I first saw him,
  in the arena and on the dance floor
  and I still feel it sometimes
  when I watch him walk away.

I’ve helped him struggle to pay the fiddler,
  and it breaks my heart to see him weary, 
  so I stand in silent acceptance,
  as I watch him pack his things.

I understand his leaving,
  I know he won’t be coming back here,
  our life together, a lesson,
  one that time always seems to bring.

I walk out past the horse pens,
  pull the gate shut…and I lock it,
  hear my mare start to nicker
  as the trailer pulls away.

I’d like to say I’ll miss him,
  his past still holds my heart.
  But we danced to the fiddler’s tune
  and the final payment came due today.


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Ghost Dance

While the Ancestors worshipped 
   they shot them one and all. 
They thought they had stopped the dance 
   as they watched the Old Ones fall. 
 
But what they did not know 
   is that we do not die... 
Their bullets set us free 
   and sent our souls to fly.   
 
High above this shadow plain 
   where the spirit beasts do roam; 
We roost upon their sacred backs, 
    and the Buffalo carry us home. 
 
We dance for our lives 
   for the secrets of the Earth. 
We dance while they kill us 
   and through death find rebirth. 
 
We dance night and day, 
   to the drums thundering low. 
Singing medicine songs 
   to honor the Buffalo. 
 
Though we may not rise today 
   The People will not die; 
As long as we keep dancing, 
   the Ghosts...You...and I. 

We dance for the things for which we yearn; 
Grass covered plains, the Buffalo’s return. 
The fever of freedom forever will burn,  
While we’re dancing with the ghosts. 
 
For there is no time frame on prophesy, 
This is the Vision Great One gave to me, 
The Heart of The People will always be, 
Dancing with the Ghosts...


(Wado Waya Streeby for understanding.)


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JAKE

 He was just a stove-up old cowboy, 
Who only drank to ease the pain, 
And he really didn’t need it, 
Except when it was cold or gonna’ rain. 

He’d spent his life bull-ridin’ , 
Until he had that wreck, 
The bull threw him high, he came down hard, 
And busted his legs all to heck. 

He’d been my Daddy’s best friend,  
Up until the day my Daddy died, 
They rodeo’ed together, 
At the funeral, he cried. 

I’d see him every now and again, 
At one or another rodeo, 
He always had kind words for me, 
Acted like he hated to see me go. 

He gave me my first pony, 
And a saddle with a dally horn, 
They say he drove my  Mamma to town, 
The icy night that I was born. 

I heard he’d talk about me, 
And only had good things to say, 
He never told me to my face, 
But I knew that was just his way. 

It came as a surprise to me, 
When I heard that he was dead, 
I couldn’t forget the last time I saw him, 
Or the last thing he ever said... 

“I wish you’d been my own son, 
I’m proud to know ya’ as a man, 
I wanted to say ‘I love ya’, 
While I’m sober, and I can.” 

Then he turned and strode off, 
And his back seemed straight and strong, 
I’m not real sure, but I’d have sworn 
That limp of his was gone. 

So, on those nights when I’m alone,  
And hurt gets in my way, 
I think of him and the guts it took, 
To say what he had to say. 

And now, when I see an old Cowboy, 
A little drunk and broken down, 
I stop and listen to the stories he tells, 
‘Cause I know he’s been around. 

And Somewhere, Jake is bull-ridin’, 
Hittin’ in the eighties on every ride, 
Young , and Free, and Wild again, 
In that place, called The Other Side. 


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Generic

No friends, no enemies.
This one walks among an unforgiving people,
thinks about the fantasy they live in,
strays away from colorful pretending.

He crawls, retreats,
becomes a prinla being void of all emotion.
Empty on the inside, hollow to the knocking,
dug into the deepening hole far inside the memory.

Sad to see another one
forced to run away from
those sick imaginative predators,
throwing books at you.

Come on, speak.
Tell them how you don't feel anger,
how you only want peace.
I'm sure they'll stop and really listen.

They'll push, reject,
keep living they're blissful ignorance together,
happy knowing whatevers catchy,
and lost to the challenge of the process.

Sad to see another one
forced to run away from
those sick imaginative predators,
throwing stones at you.


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Echoes of the Canyon

They say that she is crazy 
   talking to the canyon; 
Listening to the voices 
   that echo from the rocks. 
She knows that they are out there, 
   the spirits of the Ancients, 
And the moon, it makes her restless 
   as it lights the path she walks. 
 
The Storykeeper told her 
   the water there flows crimson; 
That the grass for the ponies, 
   is lush and green and tall. 
Among the stalks of sky-blue corn, 
   medicine drums are calling; 
The Old Ones shadow-dancing 
   as the twilight starts to fall. 
 
So she burns a little sage 
   on a fire made of cedar; 
Sending prayers out to them 
   in a shower of sparks and smoke. 
The flames bid her welcome 
   into the Sacred Circle; 
Her flute repeating softly, 
   the promises that he spoke. 
 
For her sacrifice and faith 
   the Old Ones send a message; 
A hawk dips down and beckons 
   to follow ever high. 
The path is steep and rocky, 
   but she just keeps on climbing; 
Waiting for the moment 
   when she’ll be allowed to fly. 

One day, she simply disappeared. 
   I like to think she found it; 
That emerald endless valley 
   where the Spirit Dancers dwell. 
The only question left... 
   do we deserve to go there? 
I guess that’s just a story 
   that only time can tell. 
 
So, will they think I’m crazy 
   talking to the canyon? 
Listening for her voice 
   to echo from the stones... 
Their thoughts do not concern me 
   in my quest for the Great Forever; 
Wandering the Crimson Canyon trails, 
   searching for my home. 
 
*With love to TR...who set my feet back upon the good road.


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Listen T' This Little Ditty

I sometimes think my poetry ain't poems in modern favor.
Intelligentsia declares, but I danged well won't waver
from writin' simple, unpretentious words 'n' thoughts called “witty”.
From now on my poetry ain't a poem, it's called a ditty.

“Listen t' this little ditty.” I've heard those cowboys say
when they begin to sing a song of wisdoms of the day.
Now I don't think me wiser than the smart guys that I know,
but I just like to fake it in my stand up poet's show.

Now cowboys, they write poetry to sum their thoughts in rhyme
'bout words o' wisdom or describin' real weird points in time -
like twisters twistin' towns apart or floods that float the cows
or simple words, “what goes comes 'round” brings thinkun' jus' like owls.

So listen to this little ditty, if fer nuthin' else than fun
of listenin' to a cowboy fake that he's a wiser one 
a spoutin' words of poetry that some folks may call “gritty”.
I'll seldom waiver from my writin' what I call a ditty.


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Poets Verse

Music is poems with notes set to sing.
Whatever the words, emotions to bring.

Some sad songs can really bring you down.
Listen to some blues, to keep your frown.

Other times it's fun acting like a clown.
Stay low for so long, then come back around.

Now most poets tend to call their work songs.
Whether or not, I just want to belong.

Rhyming with timing and verse set to meter.
Has to make sense, or I'll call you a cheater.

I cannot write any notes, to music anyway.
I can write poems,  if you listen to what I say.

Rhyming with timing without any reason.
Is hard on my brain in any one season.

Although all the old poems are considered better.
A new one by chance may strike on this letter.


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Tumbling Collapse

When the mental walls
Come crashing down
You cannot help
But hear the sounds
Of the terrified screams
Above it all
Your existence was condemned to fall

Where will you be on your judgement day
Will you have gone all the way
Or will you have to pay
The ultimate price
Of a life filled with sin
Turn against Him
And you cannot win

As you stand at the gates
You're amazed
And you're shocked
To find out
That they are eternally locked

Now forced to spend eternity
Surrounded by the flame
In the end
Was it worth denying his name

So now's not the time
To regret all your decisions
After spending ten seconds
In your manifested prisons
With maddening and subliminal voices
Torturing your soul
Feeding off your fears and dreams
For It's sick and twisted goals
Attempting
To set your eyes astray
By making you say that He's in the way

Your mind is on fire
Confused by desire
Are you ready to conspire
And have all things go dire


Details | I do not know? | |

Mahal

Mahal, pag-ibig mo ang tanging lunas
sa lahat ng sakit at paghihirap;
sugat at lungkot sa aking buhay 
tila walang katapusan.

Ikaw ang daan, aking liwanag,
tungo sa bukas na sumisikat;
at kung tulutan ika'y mahalin,
iyong-iyo ang puso ko,
irog, mahal ka sa akin.

Mundo ma'y magunaw,
walang bahid ng takot -
dusa't pait susuungin ko,
basta't kapiling ang mahal - ikaw.

Ikaw ang daan, aking liwanag,
tungo sa bukas na sumisikat;
at kung tulutan ika'y mahalin,
iyong-iyo ang puso ko,
irog, mahal ka sa akin.



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Angels On The Floor

Just kids on a stage an night,
Strumming secrets into guitars.
And from the guitars to the audience. 
While fingers bleed with the meaning,
Of every word they wrote.
Hoping that someone hears,
Any of the notes. 
That they play...

To the angels on the floor.
And the vampires in the shadows. 
Their voices scream for more.
They want something that matters. 
More than the ghosts on stage, 
With nothing left to give. 
But the final darkened pages,
Of the lives that they lived. 

The final song ends.
Take a bow and descend,
From the stage to mud.
Stepping through puddles of blood.
Cause by fingers to the fretboards,
And the sticks to the skin.
From the voice to the crowd,
And the faded smiles at the end. 
That they show...

To the angels on the floor,
And the vampires in the shadows
Still Screaming for more,
For something that matters. 
Someone that understands,
Exactly how they feel. 
Someone's who's been there.
And knows that it's real. 
These lives that we lead,
These places we've seen. 
We put all these things,
On the cover of a CD.

We scream and we play, 
This game everynight.
Like there's evil to slay,
And a demon to fight. 
If we win than we stay,
Forever at the top. 
All of this in vain,
In. Hopes. To. Never. Be. Forgot. 

By the angels on the floor,
And the vampires in the shadows,
Will always scream for more.
We long to really matter.
More than ghouls on their stage at night,
That gave all we could give.
To write for them a song,
To tell them they are what make us live.
The vampires by the backdoor,
...And our angels
And our angels on the floor.


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Jazz in the Morning

Your tousled hair, your sleepy eyes
Imprinted on my teenage mind.
I fell in love, I wish you had
I’ve tried so hard to leave you behind.

We’ve never synchronized the time
So we could be together
Then life and distance got in the way
Of our “Happily Ever After.”

I finally realized it wasn’t time
It wasn’t life or distance.
I had fallen in love with someone
Who wasn’t in love with me.

Just when I think I’m over you
My pulse will race, my breath will catch, on 
A shirt the color of your eyes, or
A song we heard while driving by.

Instead of being filled with you
I cannot escape this
Unrelenting longing chased by
Regrets that fill me in the night.

Even though I’ll never get back
The part of my heart that is yours,
You can never take away the time we spent
Or your touch, or your kiss, or the tears.

Years have passed, it’s obvious
We’ll never be together.
I’m happy now, my life is good
I hope you’re well wherever.

I’ll go my way and find another, but
I’ll always think of you
Whenever I hear jazz in the morning
Or see the lights of Santa Fe.


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Background Noises

Listlessly watching tonelessly seeing 
Hands twisted into the harmony of defeat 
Minds growing with the molds of the unfolding 
Of the sonnet of fate and its moments of discreet 
Senses drowning into the pit of your false confidence 
The urgent beating of a broken heart 
Cascading velvet shuddering under the weight of the wind 
Twirling among the blackness of this art 
Tapping awareness in the annoying glare of an eye 
Simple caress in the world in which you try 
Little baby longing for its mother 
Or the mournful wail of a wolf before it dies 
You hear them everywhere, you cannot escape them 
They are your leeches that haunt your every thought and dream 
It is almost impossible to win against such renewing, 
of a busted mind mourning to its very last frail seam 


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Sound full of Feeling

T he ink in my pen is just flowing away
spilling emotions all over some page
emotions' gonna lead me to an early grave
All I get is a song
just a sound full of feeling

but, writing down feelings and the sounds they go to
is one of the only things I know how to do
the other is knowing just how to miss you
and die deep down inside
and slowly lose my pride

But some were born to be dreamers
and some were born to succeed
many were born to follow
and a few were born to lead
But, we all have this much in common
in that we all need to belong
the minstrel was born just to feel it all
and turn to a song
just a sound full of feeling
Six verses later, I'm feeling the same
though I let off the pressure on a page full of pain
So much to lose, So little to gain
but it's a hell of a price to pay
when it comes along this way

oh, but, some were meant to be dreamers
and some were born to succeed
Many were born to follow
a few were born to lead
but we all have this much in common
in that we all want to belong
The minstrel was born just to feel it all
and turn it to a song
just a sound full of feeling
the ink in my pen is just pouring away
spilling emotions all over some page
emotion's gonna lead me to an early grave
and all I get is a song


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In Thy Father's House

come on come on get up
it will be worth it
for there is a King in you
in this spiritual love
the love of confession

in thy Father's house
in thy Father's house

come on come on high lift Him
cry no more
for Jesus is love
through the power of Christ
hail to the word of power
the power in thy house

in thy Father's house
in thy Father's house

come on come on I'm ready
bring in the noise
for it sounds so beautiful

come on come on let's dance
dance to His grace
for there's no one better then you
in the sanctuary

in thy Father's house
in thy Father's house


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Lies

Hook:(2x) Lies/ lies/ just telling lies/ you're the one I most despise/

Verse1:  Over and over and over again/ you tell me that she's just a friend/ you tell 
me that you're at your friends' place/ numbers on your phone/ you quickly erase/ 
there's things about that I just don't know/ you're probably wondering/ how far you 
lies will go/

Hook: 2x

Chorus: Lies/ I'm sick of all of your/ lies/ don't wanna hear no more of your/ lies/ 
can you tell me/ why/ you gotta keep on/ a-lying/ lies/ so done with all your/ lies/ 
don't wanna hear no more of your/ lies/ baby can you tell me/ why/ you gotta keep 
on/ a-lying/

Verse2: You say that you just went to work/ when I call your boss/ he can't concur/ 
why can't you just be straight with me/ tell me what you really been doing/ you tell 
me that your so in love with me/ and i shouldn't believe people's gossiping/ I can't 
take this anymore/ you leave me no choice/ I'm going out that door/ 'cuz of your

Hook: 2x

Chorus: 2x


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Hope Won't Fly

I wandered 
For so many nights
I was lost, alone;
I couldn’t find my way back home.
But now
Suddenly I’m found
The skies have parted and I can finally see
There's silver in the darkest cloud I'm under.

Darkness almost took me,
Swallowed up my hope
Shadows drifted overhead,
A sullen shade of red
But I’m stronger than the night
Everything will be all right
If I smile through the pain
Even though hope is a free bird
Mine won’t fly away from me

I’ve learned
To never question fate
God knows what He’s doing
Each season has its time.
And now
I want to live my life;
Journey through the forest, walk through the fire
Until I find celestial shores

Darkness will not take me
Nor swallow up my hope
Light replaces shadow,
Shining ever bright
And I’m stronger than the night
Everything will be all right
If I’m smiling through the pain
Even though hope is a free bird,
Mine won’t fly away from me


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You'd Swear

With His Heart On His Sleeve
He Just Passes Through
Wearing Ignorance Upon His Face
You'd Swear He Speaks The Truth

The Wild Dreams In His Eyes
Tell The Tale Undone
So Silent For Effect
You'd Swear He Had A Gun

Decisions Of Little Concern
He Shrugs Off Without A Voice
His Words Flow So Fluent
You'd Swear He Had No Choice

Slipping Slowly Toward The Door
But Where Will He Go?
He Spook With His Soul
But You'd Swear You'll Never Know


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Mama Told Me

mama tell me the story again
for I know my redeemer liveth 
and walketh upon his higher ground in graceland
let there be peace on earth mama
as we kneel and pray beside
this old rugged cross
let's celebrate new life
and sacrifice to be born again
mama what a friend we have in jesus
for he makes us feel complete
as I get a second chance
thru devotion
my lord I was made to worship you
as I need thee every hour
for morning has broken
and I'm free to be me
for this too shall pass
as christ the lord is risen and
now watches over my family
for I know lord you are thy healer
who can take it all away
so mama turn your eyes upon jesus
as awesome is the lord most high


Tribute To
Christ Our Lord
Also Next 
Gospel Song In Making


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Frozen

It's been roughly three days since I've left my room, And I'm starting to think that is because of the absence of you. I'm talking about no one directly, More like everyone indirectly. So, I lay here pathetically, And, quite frankly, I'm at that low point where I've lost my ambition To open my phone and hit up the friends I've been missing. Loneliness has taken it's toll. It's placed all of these chains on my soul. Just longing for someone to hold Has left me oh so cold. And I'm freezing down to my inner core, Just like the heart of a filthy whore Slowly does over time. And the wind on the wind chime Is making me lose my mind. It looks like the only way to find True happiness, Despite all of my goals and my plans, And despite all of my so called "friends", It comes down to this gun in my hands. Although I'm petrified, I'm sure this is justified. My coldness is glorified, And I'm wrapped in the arms of suicide.


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rage

I'm spit in your eye 
a boot in your mouth
rage in the hour of its finest
i drag my chains 
a self infliction
I'm a thorn in the side of a god
an irritent that won't be shaken


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Proof

Everything that I gain I can lose
The wealth without you is of no use

Everything that I gain I can lose
But not the touch of yours
But not the kiss of yours

In all our loving moments we share
I always felt your loving care

And the warmth in your sensuous body
Gives the proof that you love me 

We two hearts live in one soul
Loving is what our primary role 


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Recollections

This is what I remember
When I think of you
It's as if I'm flying
Limitless unbound

Lifted spirits
Dilated eyes
Quintessential love

I envision those flowers
So perfectly placed in your hair
As we dance the night away

Forgetting all that is wicked
Relief beyond belief
Memories of evenings shared
Staring at the stars
Enthralled by precious moon lit skies
Those next mornings
And the way your eyes
Appear the second you awaken
Soft smiles between us both
As your genuine heart
Radiates oh so immensely

Completely sharing
These special moments
Committed to sharing equal roles
Getting a chance to explore
And discover
What you really want in life

That was my chance
But I blew it

Should have seized
And fully absorbed
Those times as precious
As those cozy
Refreshing mornings


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Darkness Enclosing

Thrust into a nightmare
That will never let you go
So please don't try to run and hide
You know that I reside inside

Have you ever felt this vicious hate
Finding it difficult for you to eliminate
All these temporary states of rage
You've tried so desperately hard
To keep locked in their cage

These uncontrollable outbursts
Will only get worse
Is this making you feel
Like you're going to burst

Like a curse that extends
Beyond your wildest dreams
The extremely seductive
And supreme being

But now I fiend for the chances
Of hearing you scream
Is it possible for you
To understand what I mean

When I say that fear and malice
Have become your friends
Confirming your damnation
All the way up to the end

For me to administer
These sinister thoughts
In your brain
I drain the pain
From your veins
But to you it's the same

Now you claim that my game
Is what made you insane
But that's lame
Don't blame all your shame
On the things you became

Remember
I am just an illusion
That is created by using
All the effects of seclusion
In this so called delusion

I am taking you down without making a sound
This breakdown has been running you up into the ground

Your head's spinning faster and faster
As time seems to stand still
A subliminal mind trip
Refusing free will

My magic spell
Has got itself twisted around you
And you have no idea
What the hell you should do

So just sit back
And let yourself try to unwind
And find out how
I took control of your mind

Releasing the beast
Enraging the fire
I will not retire
Until you expire


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Make Believe

Verse 1:  I know that I made a lot of mistakes/ and it's too late/ to fix things/ and 
I'm trying to start a fresh anew/ but you keep telling me we're through/ and I'm 
telling you-u-u/ 

Chorus:  Why can't we just pretend/ so we can start over again/ like things never 
happened/ but no matter how hard I try for us to be/ it'll just be make believe/ it'll 
just be make believe/

Verse 2:  i can understand why/ you can't get over what I did/ and I know it hurts/ 
I'm putting salt all over your burns/ but I can't help what I feel inside/ I want you 
back In my life/ i know you still love me/ so don't tell me/ that this is just make 
believe-eve/

Chorus: 3x


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left behind

This whole place is set ablaze. 
Smoke is filling these lungs. 
I'm looking for the fire escape. 
The sirens ring aloud. 
I can't make out a single face in the crowd. 
Where are you? 
You said you'd never leave me behind. 
Where do you hide? 
I can't breathe. 
These fumes are looking to take the life out of me, but still i push to make 
my way out. 
Forced to crawl as the flames reach for the skies. 
How desperate i am just to find you. 
I scream your name as i make my way through this burning building. 
Struggling as this structure tries to make its way to the ground. 
It's going down! It's going down! 
Searching for you, my eyes blinding by this haze. 
I'm trying to find my way out of this maze. 
Where'd you go? 
You said you'd never leave me behind. 
I'll make it out of this alive or die trying. 
I hear the siren's cries. 
Pushing forward trying to make my way through the door. 
I don't know how much more i can take. 
It's getting harder to breathe with each breath that i take. 
Save me. 
This is exactly what it seems. 
Trying to survive as this fire tries to baptize me. 
Get me out! Get me out! 
You said you'd never leave me behind. 
I scream your name in one last attempt as this fire consumes me. 
I'll never forget your smile as much as it haunts me.


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somewhere to go

the wind that creeps
that softly speaks
that constantly weeps
which loudly pleads
its case to be free

the sky of gray
sky of gray
treacherous days
treacherous days
this wretched phase
in which i fade

the storm that howls
from seven sea
the rebel cries of revelry
the trees that whisper
their tales to tell
the ring of bells still frightens me


give your pain a sheltered hide
look for vision in the sky
let all of the people know
behind the sky is a place to go

keep on running
keep on keepin' now
you've got to keep escapin'
the beasts are on the prowl
the beasts are on the prowl
And they're comin' now


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Trip On The Magic Lovers Van

My mind went into the sun
came to rest on the moon
coming home real soon
drank from waters of Jupiter
you ask how did I get there
I say I just came from nowhere
up and down
then back around
took a trip not many can
on the magic lovers van
where it's all open
and you can't bring me down
took a left back to mars
eating magic candy bars
no one can understand
don't you hear the band
playing on the hard hot sand
it drives you crazy
when I bring you back a pluto daisy
don't tell me what I can
I'm gong back on the Magic lovers van 


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Cause for Concern

Your psychological state
Is deflating you straight
Into irrelevance
At an astounding rate

Awaiting for you
To create these irate
Collection of interrelating debates

Negating the fact
That you cannot retract
Nor subtract
The impacts of your exact
Overreactions that always distract
Which can flare-up abruptly
And detach what's intact

Now by not letting up
You corrupt and disrupt
Any developments made
Every time you erupt

I'm inclined to remind you
That your narrow mind's due 
To pursue other avenues
If you so choose
You cannot undo
What you've said that's untrue
Are you beginning to seek love anew
With no regard to your lover's point of view
By wanting to have
A slew of rendezvous


Details | I do not know? | |

Ignorance Is Bliss

Ignorance is bliss i hear
i guess that may be trouble
things i understood all fade and misconceptions double
ignorance is bliss i hear
a problem never knew
as true as mountain high and sky of blue
why don't you understand?Bliss is all i hold
coveted by many as diamond and gold
Ignorance is bliss my dear reality will end
in this way forever live no beginning and no end


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Sunshine on Stormclouds

I've been choosing to see
    all that I want to see
        bothering not the thorns
            that rose offered me
but now the thorns have
    wounded me and this must end
        I've painted too much sunshine
            on the stormclouds, friend

            I don't wish to be a meek martyr,
            don't want to be nailed up a tree
            this life with you I'll gladly  barter
            with loves that might not even be.

never had ears for what 
    they said of you to me,
        listening close only to those
            with whom I would agree
but now I see that truth and lie 
    and hope can no longer blend
        I've painted too much sunshine
            on the stormclouds, friend.


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Brunette Silhouette Cigarette

Small shaped puddle holes, Come tumbling over my feet.
Walking...scraping my hand, bleeding sweat.
Sun glowing darkness over brunette hair.

The vain made burning desires, tapping over keyboard notes.
This pain isn't the same, It is gone to cut a perpetual imagery.
Feeling that comforting embrace around five arms.

Stars stick to my eyes, making it hard to see thin blisters of pain.
While bleeding the love, Perhaps I had,
As the asphalt absorbs the love I lost that February.
I'm scared of daily sunrise, of what it might bring:
A lost memory, an outlines silhouette, a dark havoc,a song that fell out of my 
palms,
a sweet stare, a cold tear, a gasp for breath, a drop of blood...all compressed in 
an old-fashioned cigarette.This coffin will rule everything.

A sheer white dove hits the wall,
And the nearby twigs picked up a heart beat.
The electrical cords used as everyday materials:
Shoelaces and artificial belts, for over sized pants bough at a bargain store.

This song makes my heart stop for eternity.
It was short, but now it's late...It dried so quickly!
It belongs in the colorful recycle bins, we find in front of our homes.
Recycled for souls who need, dried, worn out, lonely broken hearts.

The restroom has suffered many maltreats.
It has seen many, images he wishes he never saw.
Maltreat, he calls it.
Maltreat in his walls.

Coming from sour dreams, from your room.
Scratches in the thoughts, in my chest.
On brunette head, you have seen many splatters you might regret.
You count the picture they drew of many tears, you might of wasted.
On those early months of a new depressing year.
Some few wilted roses you might see in my covered eyes,
With brunette hair...Silhouette feelings, and cigarette apparel.


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Medicate

I woke up this morning
And the pills were by my bed
You say I'm a loser
And I have lost something
(Up the dosage)

Everyone around me
Has a cure for thinking

I resist to simply exist
We all fall and medicate
Syringes are the opposition
Give it to me straight

Our pupils are like students
They dilate but never learn
The pharmacist was slaughtered
And the town was set to burn
(Up the doseage)

Somebody told me
That it is nothing

I resist to simply exist
We all fall and medicate
Syringes are the opposition
Give it to me straight

The bottle can't be filled 
The blood runs to your head
Someone writes another pill
And the sky runs red
(Up the doseage)

How is your appetite
For drugs, sex, and the night life?

I resist to simply exist
We all fall and medicate
Syringes are the opposition
Give it to me straight

Seeing this more clearly
And you are in my thoughts
You hand me a prescription
I will show you God
(Up the doseage)

I resist to simply exist
We all fall and medicate
Syringes are the opposition
Give it to me straight

We all fall and medicate
We all fall and medicate
We all fall and medicate


Details | Ballad | |

Where The Wind Shall Lead Me

I am set to surrender and give in once again
to the restlessness that is pushing from within
and telling me to leave behind the people I love
to sail thousand miles to where black gold flows.

Now I stand by the door with bags in my hands
to board my lonely ship, cross the wide ocean.
So sorry to leave but undaunted just the same,
I will soon be on my way, I’d soon be far away.

Oh, I may sometimes stop to catch my breath
when this tired, old heart says it’s had enough.
But I know I would be up and moving again,
going where the wind shall lead  me.

For how could I hold this force beating deep inside,
how do I stop myself from chasing its crazy dreams,
how could I not tread on the road leading out yonder,
when the drum starts to beat, won’t I answer its call?

Well, here I am in this cruel and barren desert
stretching my luck and braving the killing heat.
I don’t know when this wandering finally ends
but who cares! isn’t this what life is all about?


Details | Narrative | |

Plus One

Understanding is what we don’t have
Communication is what we lack
But when I tell you how I feel
You ignore me, and turn your back


What is, how is, why is, who is?
This idea of who you want
Whatever Whenever, however
Your idea is me, plus one!

I took the liberty of understanding
What kind of relationship we have
You want me as balance, the good
But what you desire is the bad
There is no need to tell me
What you’re really thinking
I can read between the lines
Six months of knowing me & you’re still not mine

What is, how is, why is, who is?
This idea of who you want.
Whatever Whenever, however
Your idea is me, plus one!

I’ll get what I deserve either way
When the clock strikes my time
Keep acting crazy, theirs nothing left to say
Be gone before I finish my last line
It's finished, we’re through, and I’m done
With the love I had for you

What is, how is, why is, who is?
This idea of who you want
Whatever, whenever, however
Your idea was me, plus one


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Untitled #152 / "Take it easy"

“Take it easy, don’t let the sound
of your own wheels drive you crazy,
lighten up while you still can, don’t 
even try to understand, just try to 
find a place to make your stand
and take it easy”


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Untitled #245 / Wild child

Wild child, the wild child
“you’re so wild, you’re
such a wild, wild child”
“What a day, what a day to turn into
a wild child”


Details | Free verse | |

the cold/the passing

troubles low in the summer end
anticipation of foreign winds
you pray hoping that it's not the end
hope and wish and pray again
fall is here as the winter speaks
a lone whisper to the falling leaves
build your fire for brief reprieve

your warmth soon withers far away
the sun rays are gone from yesterday
no more sounds of the games that children play
the silences of self you can't escape
all eat your hopes away

Winter's longer than you've stressed
troubles high and winds aggressed
the storms are coming winds abreast, the devil scorn
he means your death
the lands are barren,nothing left
our usual joys subject to theft

winter's here
winter's here
winter is here
show no fear


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Inside I cried

This pain, for so many years,
Left me in a state impossible to shed tears.
Inside, I cried.
Within, were strings in my heart, tightly they were tied.

You could throw me, you could beat me,
You could whip me in a circle of your greed,
I could sit, wait and bleed.
My deterioration was your elation.
It's this wretched place,
It's got me crazed one way and you in many others,
For you, your heart fluttered.
For me, my mind went to the gutter.
If I could be blessed by your death,
You'd get my blessings by my last breath.
But on this day of gloom
Inside the black roses always bloom.

You love it when I abide to what you wanted,
If I resigned like a dog I'd be hunted.
Although alone I was always treated like a dog
and alone I licked my wounds
in the distance you laughed like a fool
but I could care less
nail me to the wall with you and your tools
I'd enjoy that foolish look on your face
Hell, I'd look you in the eyes and you'd question me being out of place

You could throw me, you could beat me,
You could whip me in a circle of your greed,
I could sit, wait and bleed.
My deterioration was your elation.
As these days pass soon I will disappear without a trace
And all I could hope for is never again see your face.

All I ask if my prayer is granted
that seeing your heart stop is surely a great deal of magnificence
Let alone the thought of your absence
I'd be glad to bless my own prayer one way or another
When I strike you you'd utter a small word
a yell of plea
but let's be glad in the end we'll both be set free. 


Details | I do not know? | |

TRAVESTY OF SANCTITY

Daughter, sister,
Wife, mother,
Adjectives of kinship
Are worthy of worship

Markers of purity,
Idols of sanctity,
Yet victims of atrocity!
Strange cozenage of sanctity!!


Details | I do not know? | |

Beyond The Sun

 

Beyond the sun I can rest my weary soul
Beyond the sun I will no longer feel this cold
No sorrowed brow like I have now
right from the start you will cleanse my heart
beyond the sun I will find a love untold.

I’ll be free of grief, and no longer feel the pain
rejoice each day far away-and for eternity I will wait
till the master and his new world unfold.

Beyond the sun I’ll see much happiness

 
and I pray to him I will truly be blessed
beyond the sun the light will show the way
and I will be free from this darkness
that we live in today.

I hope somehow in this life I touched a few
maybe one of them was you
and you will pass on a smile, or a touch
yes please share
so God knows there are many that still care.

Beyond the sun, there will be no more anger
or war
once again a great vision for this place as there was before,
So as my earthly life ends,
many more will begin,
and no matter how bad it may seem
I’ll be there beyond the sun
and that endless stream
with the masters love I am there.


Details | ABC | |

Ghetto Rap

This is a life I've gotten used to
Last night someone stole my shoes
My life has been miserable all the way around
It's a stereo with no speakers, which means no sound
Everyone here inherits the same habits
Drugs, teenage pregnancy, it mass produces like rabbits
Once you are born here, you are trapped
There is only one thing you know, it's the ghetto rap
You want some Black Label on ice
Instead a double shot of Jack, so you pay for it twice
There no way to cool your ice tea
Take a look around, no trace of a family tree
The cops know where you live, they need no map
Come on and experience the ghetto rap
From the Barrios to Danny  Thomas Blvd
Nothing comes easy here, so you live life hard
All you can do, is try to keep it real
What isn't bolted down, you have to steal
As you enter the stage, your ticket out, no one claps
Until they experience the ghetto rap
There is so much more that could go on
Like that letter you received entitled Dear John
Always go down fighting, the only way to go
Who will be the deliverer and bring the next generation out of the ghetto
The government don't care it's up to you
They bribe the babies having babies with food stamps and a tax payers dollar or 
two
They encourage you to continue to eat the bait in the government's trap
It is all part of a conspiracy called the ghetto rap


Details | I do not know? | |

Judgement

They say that times a great healer
but absence makes the heart grow stronger
emotions caught up within melodies
memories triggered by emotions.

I'll take you to my place one day
where life feels warm like cotton wool
and like me you can learn to pray
to stop the demons lighting their fuel.

A photograph can hold a thousand stories
of past, present and future souls
but are we blinkered by the obvious reasonings
you should never judge a book by its cover.

A tale of happiness
a tale of hate
we could put it all down to fate
but be careful not to get caught in a mess
don't spill the wine on your cocktail dress.


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Makin Some Changes

I often sit and wonder the same thoughts.. 

Knowing that this was not the way I was taught..

Neglectin' those that matter the most..

But I play a constant host..

To these mistakes ..

That I constantly make.. 

I shoulda been takin' care of home...

Instead of leavin' you alone..

Its really been weighin' on me ..

Judgements preconceived . .

Then I realized my name is always comin outta your mouth..

Im just gonna let it all out...

Im sick and tired of all of these lies..

You and I have no real ties...

So if youre feelin' stressed in your chest..

Just give it a rest ..

Im not tryin' to hear it ..

Ish was crazy this I freely admit . .

Who woulda thought. .

That Id be the one havin' a change of heart . . 

There was a time that I blamed myself for every wrong..

Now everythin' is clear since youve been gone . .

You couldnt run your game on me . .

Cuz I was to wise to see . .

Just what you were tryin' to do to me..


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Memory Lane

Come with me, let's remember the days
 when life was easy and free,
  let's turn back the pages of time
   and be young once again.

Can you hear the song playing,
 do you hear its haunting strain?
  do you recall the traces of the music
   coming down memory lane?

My life is so empty, I need to escape,
 those happy days are dead and gone,
  they will never come back again,
   so here I just pretend.

Can you hear the song playing,
 do you hear its haunting strain?
  do you recall the traces of the music
   coming down memory lane?

Yes, it floats down memory lane.


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Fun of Rush

Why rush me 
Rushily
To rush up 
Your rushy job
When rushing 
Rushily
To rush up
The rushy job
I was rushing.
To rush
So as to beat the rush?


Details | I do not know? | |

How

How can I say what I feel,
you don't even care to listen;
how can I touch your shoulder,
you closed the door before my face.

How can I reach out to you, dear,
indifference is creeping within you;
how can I make these eyes see,
you always hide behind your curtain.

Now who's to blame I just can't say
though I know it's either you or me;
I've got a feeling that I can't hide,
why can't  you help me and be by my side.

How can I ever right a wrong,
it doesn't matter to you;
how can I travel a straight path,
you have taken away my light.


Details | Lyric | |

Follow Me

take my hand and follow me 
to a place where all are free
this is not the bitter end
we have found a happy land
come and find the answers to
the questions you've always had
drift into uncertainty
as we fall into the crystal sea
drown our problems in the wine
we will be just great and fine
I have seen the promised land
and it's not so great at all
but we can make our own way
it's not like we have to stay
we can find this perfect place
if we only run away
so follow me, I'll set you free
the time has come to free ourselves of our self 


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Crazy But It's True

I walked into the wasteland with no shoes upon my feet
And I vowed to reinvent myself for everyone I'd meet
I left behind Madonna with her fingers on the phone
As I wandered in the wilderness just hoping to atone
With my long lost companions by my side
My bad sense of humor and my last bit of pride

Well I met a bitter angel with a melancholy look
And I asked her to remember me in the pages of her book
She laughed and turned away just when I thought she might oblige
But she left me with her memories and a little slice of pie
Abused but unaffected, I'm reborn
To turn my back on Providence and my collar to the storm

I pulled my one-way ticket out
The one that you knew all about
And cashed it with just a passing glance
I waited for another sign
Some other way to pass the time
But only wasted one more second chance

I took the road less traveled with the whirlwind at my back
And the taste of misadventure covered all my crooked tracks
I met a dozen strangers with their backs against the wall
And their ears against the sidewalk just in case someone should call
Waiting for the headlights and the sound
Of the drawbridge getting higher and the kingdom coming down

So I looked in that direction when I thought no one would know
But I found myself in winter with my face beneath the snow
When I reached up for the surface I felt something start to give
And I grabbed the smoking embers of the way we used to live
With nothing between me and going home
And nothing left to do except to roll away the stone

It's crazy but it's true.

I stepped out of the darkness to find everybody home
And I waited for rebellion that I knew would never come
I felt the many traces of the road I left behind
So many different faces that I knew had once been mine
But every one was someone that they knew
The bitter and the righteous and the one I save for you

And so I stand before you now
A little lost, I don't know how
But all this madness is not lost on you
So you just smile and take me in
And pay the wages of my sin
And turn the page just like you always do

It's crazy but it's true.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Fish

                               So energetic and actively swims in the waters
                Busy in traveling for the long distance it covers 
      
The Fish always looks like searching something 
Movements up and down like some act performing 

          Fish is of a number of different types 
                Of the larger and smaller types 

                                   Of the variety that is amazing 
                                         The restless creatures are amusing 


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The Guiding Hand

Tossed in a stormy sea, 
 cast in the darkest gloom,
  lost in a deepening shadow,
   I'm not sure which way to turn.

Trapped by my tribulations,
 pressed by the thorns of life,
  frightened by the roaring thunder,
   I tremble so helplessly.

But You offer me your hand,
 You show me the way to go,
  now I'm alone no longer,
   thank You, Lord, for leading me home.

Chasing things that don't matter,
 bewildered and confused,
  with no stars to light my way,
   the night scares me so.

Groping in the darkest evening,
 I stumble and I fall;
  wounded and crying from the pain,
   I can't see my direction.

Suddenly I see a flickering light
 flashing brightly in the wind,
  the Lord is here to save me,
   He has come now I fear no more.

Take me, Lord, cleanse my soul,
 save me, Lord, be my friend,
  show me, Lord, lead the way,
   hear, I pray, be my guide.


Details | Bio | |

Valentine's Day Long Ago

In a favored local "watering hole"
On a Valentine's Day years ago,
Rosie and I went,
To see a small venue show

Tiny Tim of "TipToe Thru the Tulips" fame,
With a piano player,
With an opening comic's act,
Tiny's hair a tad grayer
Than his numerous appearances
With Johnny Carson
He'd survived many jeerances

His vibrato falsetto filled the room,
His songs of ages long gone,
I was surprised how good he really was,
Singing those songs anon

After his show he greeted all,
He was truely a sweet man,
I'd gone almost as a goof,
I was "far too cool" for this,
And now I'm glad I did go,
Would have been a pity for us to miss

This man, heart of gold,
From heights fallen hard,
"Miss Vicky" and a fickle crowd,
Made him play his last poor card

He's gone now, but if you know,
His wedding to "MIss Vicky"
On an old "Tonight Show"
Was one of the highest ratings
Winners, of old time
So this man who made 
this ratings "win",
Died a broken man,
My God, what a sin.


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On Bended Knees

Though my transgressions are many,
though my virtues are few,
though at times I’d forgotten You,
You did not give up on me.

On bended knees to You I pray,
on bended knees your name I say,
bless this soul that come to Thee,
teach me, Lord, your way.

In this life of pain and sorrow,
hope is so hard to find.
I know You’re there watching over me,
shaping my life night and day.

You have been so kind to me, Lord,
You’ve been a friend all along,
many a time I had doubted You,
now at last I see the light.

Let me give back what I have taken,
let me atone for my sins,
hear this prayer that I pray to Thee,
I’ll praise your name till the end.


Details | I do not know? | |

Operation Conniving

So this is what it's like,
On the other side.
So this is what it's like,
To be the one who lied.
Operation Conniving.
Eyes open, doors pried.

Once I sat, reluctant to use what I knew.
Allowing the waste of a talent held by few.
Well, opportunity finally beat down my door,
Finessing my weakness of being an attention whore.
Found out that intelligence ain't just for show.
Observations and smooth words, you reap what you sow,
And I've planted a whole field of lasting impressions, don't you know.

So this is what it's like,
On the other side.
So this is what it's like,
To be the one inside.
Operation Conniving.
You'll be on my side.

It's an exercise in restraint,
When your own reality you paint.
The truth is in there somewhere,
Won't point it out, don't care.
Betrayal amongst sinners and thieves.
Tell me, who's going to actually believe?
It's all just one more setup in the end,
And you are just another passing trend.

So this is what it's like,
On the other side.
So this is what it's like,
Oppurtunity applied.
Operation Conniving.
Everything to hide.

Well, here I come again all alone,
Sitting pretty upon a disturbed throne.
Magnificent puppets being strung along,
But the choir belts out the saddest song.
What's this, a new player enters the game?
A Conscience, Guilt, Feelings of Shame?
This wasn't part of the scheme, have no trump card in hand.
Forgot how to handle real life, it's different in La La Land.

So this is what it's like,
On the other side.
So this is what it's like,
To be the one who cried.
Operation Conniving.
Who's on my side?

It's possible to create what you want from thin air,
Playing those around you like a Sociopath, no care.
It's fun to see just what you can do,
But the peak is mighty lonely when it's just you.
Hurt, hate, incinerate...just leave a pathway back.
That's the trick you see, always expect a crack.
Little did YOU know you had it all planned.
Had you known what you'd do, your soul'd be damned.

So this is what it's like,
On the other side.
So this is what it's like,
To yourself you've lied.
Operation Conniving.
Nothing left but to hide.

Here goes again...
On with the show...


Details | Ballade | |

Pleasures of Thy Heart

Pleasures of Thy Heart
My Love Come to be with thee
The pleasures of our hearts will prove
Valleys Green 
Rolling in the Groves and Fields

By Shallow WaterFalls
I sing to thee my Songs
Doves circle above in approval
As your golden locks unfurl
In the rose petals 'neath us 

Your eyes pull thine closer
Closer to you...Not a word
Yet you speak loudly with your heart

These pleasures of our hearts
Ne'er to part
These pleasures of our hearts
Struck by the Loving Dart.

Peter LeBuhn

Copyright ©2006 Peter B. Lebuhn 
 


Details | I do not know? | |

follow me in

Well, here I am with roses in my hands
standing upon the deep and weathered sands
blast, blast this mad and devishly gas
it works its magic with every pass
bam, bam the demons spazzed
they live their life in a passionate stance
i sleep in their wombs
i play in their tombs
representing a whole different color
i won't be brought down so quit playing mother
i've dove into passion and fire
part of me is still in hiding
eventually i'll crawl out of the ivy
until then i'll plunge in more and more
until i find the land where passion burns, temptation soars
stronger and longer the dragon flies
away, away the anquish pours
pain is fading farther away
with the passing of each torn up day
hold my hand, follow me in
into the cave of gin and sin
follow me, follow me
to see the unseen and to live in a desperate dream


Details | I do not know? | |

Bad Poetry

Love has been over-written
There is not much left for me.
Even so, as I fall asleep
I try to write a romance
On your back, in circles.
My feet between your sleeping legs,
I keep quiet to keep you near.
I want to super glue your lips to mine,
To be held until we are faultless.
I am tired of loving vulgarly
More, most, insatiable;
Common notions in my head.
I am tired of the bad poetry
That is loving you.


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Untitled #204 / Springsteen

“This is radio nowhere
is there anybody alive out there?
This is radio nowhere
is there anybody alive out there?
I just wanna hear some rhythm!
I just wanna hear some rhythm!
I just wanna hear some rhythm!
I just wanna hear some rhythm!”
Tell ‘em, Springsteen
we’re all fifty-six years old


Details | Ballad | |

Life is A Western Movie

They say life is like a sit-com,
“Honeymooners” reruns play on down the years;
They say life is like a soap opera—
You wash your dishes and then you dry your tears.

They say life is like a cop show—
Big blue light follows you in close pursuit;
They say life is like a game show—
You win a set of luggage from the man in the shiny suit.

But I say life is a Western movie,
On the Chisholm Trail you ride through the wind and rain;
Life is a Western movie,
‘Cause every now and then you’ve got to face that high noon train.

Yes, life is a Western movie,
In the California gold rush you just might get rich;
Or down in Texas they might run off all your cattle,
So you might form a posse and string up the son-of-a-gun.

I tell you, life is a Western movie,
Cowgirls watch you when you make that rodeo ride;
But all you really need is one good cowgirl
To stand beside till you cross that Great Divide.

But I say life is a Western movie,
On the Chisholm Trail you ride through the wind and rain,
Life is Western movie,
‘Cause every now and then you’ve got to face that high noon train,
And ride off in the distance just like Shane…
Just like Shane.
1987


Details | Blank verse | |

Winter in the Eyes of the Fallen Goddess

I am the words on the wind;
lost forever because I could not say what I needed you to know
I am the center of the circle;
I see all & touch nothing
I am the voice in the rain;
tones are clear but you never hear the words
I am the thought that haunts you,
the memories of all you didn't do
& I won't leave your side
I am the answer discovered 
just a little to late 
the words in the dust on your window pane
the last thought of the artist whose works went unknown
& I could never say what I needed you to know


Details | Free verse | |

My Heart Bleeds

The effort and time
Just to lose my mind
So blind that I cannot see
That all I am is loves’ lost tragedy
Time has not been on my side 
Makes me want to turn, run and hide
From all the tragedy my life has seen 
Makes my heart bleed 
From the hurt that feeds
Lead me to a new direction
Erase the old, make corrections

Living in tragedy 
What has this life made of me? 
Hard and cold, cold as stone 
Here I sit again alone 
Taking the pain and putting it away 
To shout it out some other day 
Love’s lost tragedy 
Made me see 
My heart bleeds 

So good together in each others company 
What led you to cheat on me? 
We were first-rate from the first date 
I thought you were my true mate
Now it’s ended 
My heart needs mended 
Blended, with sorrow and confusing lines 
Oh God show me a way to go, just a sign 

Living in tragedy 
What has this life made of me? 
Hard and cold, cold as stone 
Here I sit again alone 
Taking the pain and putting it away 
To shout it out some other day 
Love lost tragedy 
Made me see 
My heart bleeds 

The hurt might go away 
On my knees all I can do is look up and pray 
And say, that this won’t happen again today
Scorned, heart too torn, to be reborn 
Love again, not convinced 
I haven’t found love since

Living in tragedy 
What has this life made of me? 
Hard and cold, cold as stone 
Here I sit again alone 
Taking the pain and putting it away 
To shout it out some other day 
Love lost tragedy 
Made me see 
My heart bleeds 


Details | I do not know? | |

She Dreams Away

she speaks in silent whispers
of an intimate dream inside her
the secret passes between syllables
as the night descends around her
she talks into the darkness 
like an old friend it awakens inside
to see her in all her beauty
and like the wind it blows her mind
she sees all the way through
as the other side opens wide
to receive her innocent gaze
and smiles with all its might
she stares into the mirror
waiting for it to reveal its truth
it retains her subtle glowing aura
and tells her the secrets of life
inviting her to fly away into infinity
she smiles and blushes so sweetly
without a word she is whisked away
into that dream she has held inside
the fantasy becomes her reality


Details | I do not know? | |

When The Martyr Fell

When the wind swept down from a lofty hill, a gentle breeze that lingers still, Came tumbling over the sodden grave, of the Man that fought long and brave.  I remember his name, though he wanted no fame.  He said to me, I am called Samedi.  I am He who will bleed during the Time of Great Need.  I am going to die, this I do not fear.  My time is thin, but to my love I draw near.  I am the Hero that sat with the Devil underneath the sky, I am He who knelt before God and watched the Great Deity cry.  He wept for all the angels that had failed, and he shed tears for me when I prevailed.  For he knew what was to come, and I knew what would have to be done.  For this purpose here I stand, to take Man by the long ignored hand.  I am the Martyr who did not turn his cheek.  I am the Hero which the tired seek.


Details | I do not know? | |

Not for Human Eyes

Another dream to show the way
Tell me what I’ll learn today
Bring me anger and some pain
Force me to play another game

Shimmering faith and stormy clouds
Deafening screams that are too loud
Diseasing minds within the crowds
I’ll make a day of what I’ve found

My plague is forcing me
My dreams are leading me
Pretend it can not be
This thing is not for me to see

Empty roads and empty minds
My empty heart will close the blinds
Boring oaths it’s all the same
I see a face, I see no name

My plague is forcing me
My dreams are leading me
Pretend it can not be
This thing is not for me to see

Just one more day of suffering
Another hour that hate will bring
One more second within my skin
I’ll drive me crazy from within

My plague is forcing me
My dreams are leading me
Pretend it can not be
This thing is not for me to see
It’s me against eternity
I’m writing for my sympathy
I’m dead and so is she
This thing is not for me to see


Details | Lyric | |

Take Me Now Away

Take me now away from trouble
I alone have brought to be
Lead my spirit through the darkness
Wash my body in the sea

Take me now away from crying
From my bondage set me free
Til I'm no longer scared of dying
Let the waves crash over me

Take me now away from hiding
From the dawning of the day
I'm so tired, Lord, of fighting
Won't you take me now away

Take me now away from feeling
In my pain and misery
That in despair I could find refuge
Won't you take it now from me

Take me now away from seeing
No way out and no way home
I can't find my way to heaven
I can't roll away the stone

So take me now away from trouble
From the worst that I can be
Lead my spirit though the darkness
From the darkest part of me


Details | Ballad | |

Broken Hearts Bar

This is the place where they come to escape the stress in their lives 
A lot is from their husbands and wives 
This place gives them a lift 
The regulars start swooping in at 10 am from a long night shift 
At one time or another, everyone hurts and bears some kind of painful scars 
You can find all kinds of emotional burden here at the Broken Hearts Bar 
The doctors, the suits, the welders, we get them all 
Others escape by attempting to crank out a tune on the piano facing the west wall 
After a few drinks, everybody starts feeling well 
The alcohol numbs and strips away our protective shell 
Everyone enjoys talent night, it makes them feel good 
Distorted by the liquid courage, they believe this is their ticket to Hollywood 
A taxi driver of 23 years, complains about his back 
He has his pain killers with a double shot of Jack 
There is always a place for my down and out guests 
I lend an ear and allow them to get it off their chest 
The winners and losers come here because they are accepted for who they are 
Everyone is welcomed to the city's center of depression, the Broken Hearts Bar 
George tells me tonight he will be visiting for the last time 
He says this every night right around nine 
George takes a moment to reflect on the troubles of his past 
He tells me it's true, nice guys finish last 
So long, my time is near 
I will become a nobody and disappear 
He tells all his friends to keep reaching for the stars 
I smile and tell him, there is always a stool for you at the Broken Hearts Bar 
Yeah, I know here the door swing in and out 
I thought maybe at the bottom of one my drinks I would discover what life is all 
about 
The emotion in the air is thick like tar 
Please come again to the Broken Hearts bar 


Details | Narrative | |

Untitled #6 / The boy

The boy heard the familiar tune
wafting through the radio at midnight
as he lay alone in his bed, enshrouded
in darkness – “to be a rock and not erode”
cautioned the singer, but the boy
could not help but wonder
who his girl was making love to that night
and he could not help but cry.


Details | Lyric | |

Downtimer

Did y’ ever write a song?
And then try t’ sing along
And find the words were getting in the way
Of a musical lament that y’ really hadn’t meant
For someone you’d just met along the way

Are y’ lonely?
Are y’  feelin’  kinda blue?
Is it  only
That there’s nothin’ you can do
To make it right

there are places in my life
Wrapped up and tied with strife
Stuffed and hidden deep inside my soul
As I walk with blinders flapping
Trying to avoid forgotten pain
I wonder if I’ll ever sing again

Are y’ lonely
Feelin’ sorta blue?
Is it only
Coz there’s nothin’  y’ c’n do
To make it write? 


Details | I do not know? | |

The Lonesome Rider

Here comes a rider from the blue mountain,
his fleeting shadow forms like a rainbow;
he lives by simple faith and faith alone,
traveling to find his way back home.

Here comes a rider from the blue mountain,
his body is weary, so old and drained;
he journeys on lonesome roads and forsaken trails,
hoping and trusting to find his dream.

All day and out he travels far and wide,
rainy days and cold, cold starless nights;
nobody knows what keeps him from quitting,
is it his dream or is it his head?

There he goes again to the pouring rain,
facing the dark clouds, fighting the wind;
singing a sad song with an old banjo,
kissing the children like they were his own.

Then long days passed and time ran out,
the rider had not come and gone 
to that far side of town and he was nowhere,
he was nowhere to be found.

One day I found him silently resting
with his old banjo on top of him.
I thought it must be very cold indeed
down in that lonesome grave of his.



Details | Lyric | |

The Mercenary

Just when you think memories die
They say your life flashes before your eyes 
Silent nights 
Scripts of peace in a new born life
Hunger in days 
Taken back less for what poverty weighs 
A couple visits to I-C-U 
Now as a ghost I see you! 
Pain inhabits reflection 
My anger and aggression 
Smiles and faces 
Childs and different races 
In my final poem 
I lay it down a mercenary 
Look to heaven with no commentary 
Double jeopardy, 
A sinner plagued with leprosy 
Broken jewels in hands of an innocent man 
It's going to be a little blood shed 
For the faces that weren't fed
Walk as mortals on the Day of the dead 
Even in God's hands there’s a little bloodshed


Details | Rhyme | |

Let the Night in

Close your eyes, 
the world is watching
Those lies,
speak louder than you know
Close your heart, the fire's falling
& in the dark, every fault will show.
Capture the final sparks 
in a tiny box & follow 
the first truths to glow
Are you
Afraid of failure,
Afraid of being alone
Are you afraid to falter,
Afraid to know
that every stress & fracture
can only be your own


Details | Lyric | |

The Thinker

I tend to sit and think each day
Of the world within our reach.
If you would listen to my words
Please allow me, now, to teach.

You see, they call me the thinker.
I’m here for you to learn.
You see, they call me the thinker.
What lessons do you yearn?

I gave thought to some politics
That exists in the world today
So bad, these politicians
Why don’t they just go away? 
They say that they really know what’s best
For those of whom they control.
Why can’t they see what’s truly best?
The world’s going down the hole!

You see, they call me the thinker.
I’m here for you to learn.
You see, they call me the thinker.
What lessons do you yearn?

I gave thought to the ecology,
The mindless destruction of the world.
We have to teach the children,
All the boys and all the girls.
They have to learn recycling
And caring for the earth.
They have to give the world a chance
For, to have a new rebirth.

You see, they call me the thinker.
I’m here for you to learn.
You see, they call me the thinker.
What lessons do you yearn?

I gave thought to religion
And how man has let it go.
They must return, now, to their faith
For, in this world to grow.
Man must develop all the trust
That God bestowed on them.
Knock down the walls, stop the wars
Reach out and make some friends.

You see, they call me the thinker.
I’m here for you to learn.
You see, they call me the thinker.
What lessons do you yearn?


Details | I do not know? | |

The Scars

      The scars that tattoo my soul,
were etched by the promises I didn't keep,
      all the dreams I put to sleep,
  and the emotions I failed to control.


Details | Free verse | |

My Notes

Scolded,
For my music,
The music that makes up,
My whole existence,
The music that defines me.
If I never had these notes in my head.
I would never be me.
I might not even exist.
These tunes have gotten me through it,
Through all of it.
How can you tell me not to play these notes?
These notes in my head.
They soothe the pain that exists,
Within my deepest confines.
 


Details | Lyric | |

Nothing Changes

I don’t want to go out
I don’t want to go anywhere 
That might serve to remind me
And I don’t want to stay in
I don’t want to begin to explore
All the wreckage behind me now

And I don’t want to stay here
Let me make that clear
I don’t like the bed that I’ve got to lie in
And I don’t want to move on
It’s been way too long 
To shed the skin that I’ve learned to survive in

If nothing changes, nothing changes
No matter where you go, there you are
Torn between the man you never could be,
The man you should be, and the one you are

I don’t want to be you
I don’t think I can do what it takes 
To make the truth stop stinging
And I don’t want to be me
I don’t think I can see my way out
Of this hole I keep digging now

If nothing changes, nothing changes
No matter where you go, there you are
Torn between the man you never could be,
The man you should be, and the one you are

How did I get where I am?
How did it go this far?
It’s not what I had planned.
How do I get where you are?
How did I lose control?
How did I lose the spark?
How do I find my way?
How did it get so dark?

If nothing changes, nothing changes
No matter where you go or who you are
Go on and run in any direction
You’ll be right there waiting if you get that far


Details | Lyric | |

Who I Am

I’m lost within myself
There’s nothing I can see
There’s nothing inside that reminds me
of all I strived to be
I question my religion
I bathe in indecision
I’m stuck in this collision
of who I am and who I want to be
I’m a beast unto myself
An animal trapped inside his cage
There’s a piece of me
that could bring peace to me
but I’m keeping it at bay
Day in and day out
The person I always thought I’d be
begs me for his freedom
I hear me scream
I hear me shout
I here me fight for my desired existence
My bleeding heart is drowning me
from the inside out
as I let the outside in
I betray myself
I’m beside myself
I’m stuck here inside myself
suffocating in my own skin
burning in my own sin
wishing for something I’ve never been
let me out
don’t keep me in
I can’t escape from me
I’m blinding myself
so I can’t see
the rotting corpse of who I want to be
My past is there
My present’s here
My future is what I can’t achieve
I can’t believe I ever let this happen to me
I’m growing more lost
frantically searching for what I could be
trying to save what used to be me
my hope is fading
am I worth saving?
Is there any hope for me?
Fighting for my freedom
to save myself from me
fighting for my right to breathe inside myself
fighting for the hope of escaping from myself
I could just give up
like I did a long time ago
but I could never be a better person though
should I carry on?
I can’t take this anymore
I’m fighting for who I was before
but I keep closing that door on myself
as I sit here and wonder
how hard will it be
to save what used to be me?


Details | Lyric | |

Happy Thoughts

All of my happy thoughts are dead,

I've removed them from my brain.

All they ever do is fade into reality,

leaving me in pain.

I'm tired of it.

Every time I get a little upbeat,

like a flood, life washes it away.

I can't remember the last time I really smiled,

it's been a year at least.

All I want now is to find some inner peace.


Slipping in and out of consciousness,

forgetting onetime bliss.

Happiness is something that I sorely miss.

 
I can't take the way my happiness is faded,

cutting like a jagged razor's edge.

Leaving me so disgruntled,

feeling utterly alone, 

spending days within my bed.

All hope is lost within a fog,

one made up of grief and tears.

All security is forgotten,

as I'm drowning in my fears.

A bit of cheer is all I'm wanting,

something to hold dear.

The peace of mind found in knowing

that there's someone always near.


Slipping in and out of consciousness,

forgetting onetime bliss.

Happiness is something that I sorely miss.


The sun has set on the joys of my life.

Depression has risen in its place.

The flowers of my mind are wilted,

my skies are full of grey.

I'm stuck in the middle of a desert,

one plagued by a storm of my dismay.

I'm still waiting for the dawn of another day.

I'm still waiting for the resurrection of ancient feelings,

to shake me out of this daze.


Slipping in and out of consciousness,

forgetting onetime bliss.

Happiness is something that I sorely miss.