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Yes, there is a love that last
It's all you say and more
But there's a counterfeit called lust
It looks the same till it's out the door
Both hold you when you're beautiful
Only love holds when you're a pain
Both are crazy about your body
Only love is crazy about your brain
Yes, there is a love that last
It's all you say and more
And when you're at your worst
Love offers peace instead of war!

This poem is an echo to Seren Roberts incredible
"Loved And Lost". It's a must read.  Go check it out!

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Heinrich Heine Revisited

I can clearly sense your utter despair of Der Matratzengruft*
As you valiantly carried on your poetic works to the very end.
This did not change your literary accomplishments well-known,
And your courage through the misery and morphine* is undeniable.

Your lyrical poetry speaks volumes among all of German literature,
And it was most marvelously set to music by the likes of Schumann,
Schubert, Silcher, Mendelssohn, Brahms, and Strauss—to name a few. 
Their melodic tones as applied to your verses then, now live on forever!

Your role in and principal contributions to Romanticism fall in line
With the highest quality of your poetic language and its intention.
Your role in battling early nineteenth-century censorship in Prussia set 
You out front of many of your contemporaries who resisted much less.

It’s so tragic Herr Heine that your literary resistance so prominent in
Challenging Prussian censorship would make you ever so more noted,
And besmirched as the Nazis in 1933 burned your books and those of
Other German scholars as a reflection of their insane and twisted beliefs!

It’s with great irony indeed that the banning and burning of your works by 
The Nazis was parodied further by them as they ignobly quoted and used
Your famous line from “Almansor,”* when you likened that “where books 
Are burned, in the end people will be burned too.” We know what they did!

And so, with both honor and sadness I do understand the very cry of lament
From the confines of your mattress-grave about your final exquisite poetry,
Written through writhing pain and tears as you faced the end of your life.
It took great courage to face your end like this while staying true to your Muse!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved (December 15, 2014) 
(Narrative Quatrain poetic format)

*Der Matratzengruft from the German means “The Mattress-Grave.” 
(Heinrich Heine was confined to his bed, his “mattress-grave,” in 1848
with various illnesses until his eventual death eight years later in 1856.)

*Heine poetically referred to his pain predicament in the poem “Morphine,”
written near the end of his life, when he noted in two famous verses: 
“Gut is der Schlaf, der Tod ist besser—freilich / Das beste waere, nie
Geboren sein.” (In English: “Sleep is good, Death is better—of course, /
Best of all would be never to have been born.”)

*Almansor was a play written by Heine in 1821 that had a most famous 
line in German: “Das war ein Vorspiel nur, dort wo man Buecher verbrennt,
verbrennt man auch am Ende Menschen.” (Rendered in English: “That was
but a prelude; where they burn books, they will ultimately burn people as
well.”) The significance here is that as the Nazis burned the books of Heine
and other German artists on the Opernplatz in Berlin in 1933, they actually
celebrated this event by “engraving” Heine’s famous words from “Almansor”
in the ground at the Opernplatz site. The obvious depravity of this terrible
event reflects the innate cruelty, stupidity and evil of the Nazis as they 
burned the books and defiled the names and reputations of Heine and other 
famous German writers. Their actions were monstrous and shameful, and 
were indicative of mankind’s base instincts at their very worst. Moreover, 
despite converting to Protestantism from Judaism in 1825, Heine’s Jewish 
origins played a continuing presence in his life and were one of the major 
factors for his being scapegoated by the Nazis later in 1933. And besides,
the Nazis were always more interested in burning books, rather than 
reading them!  

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Now my tendrilled soul,
Has found its pergola-- Christ--
To wind its way up....

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I am more than description
a smile and blue eyes
defined by the surface
where mask can hide lies

I am passionate lover
more than a poet
I've had to taste it 
before I ever wrote it

I am into moments 
more than minutes
chasing one's heart
not winning pennants

I am finding more 
in the least of these
random acts of kindness 
become dreams to seize 

I am learning to listen 
nature's whisper speaks
some things labeled progress 
in reality reek 

I am convinced that brilliance 
is found in less words
and that most of the experts 
are truly absurd  

I am a creative mind
imagination still runs wild
the world rushes to rote
and loses its inner child

I am drawn to the arts 
where emotion rules
where risk are taken 
wise are labeled fools

I am not competing
to pen a better play
but to treasure unique
go a different way

I am finding myself
where no mirror can go
connect to the Spirit
It's from within I grow!

Sponsor: FRANK H.
Contest Name: I AM
Form: Rhyme
Date: 4-18-14

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You see,
I don't know what I want till you have it
I don't know what to say till you share it
I don't know how to feel till you express it
I'm a monster in the Soup you have to feed it!

I take words from your head
Leave you compromised 
I steal your best thoughts
Then I get recognized

As a thief, not a writer
Is where I specialize
I'm clever in my plans
Cheat, lie, and plagiarize 

I don't know what to write till you print it
I don't know how to think till you think it
I don't know how to heal till you hate it
I'm the poison in the Soup do you sip it?

I take words from your head
Leave you compromised 
I steal your best thoughts
Then I get recognized

As a thief, not a writer
Is where I specialize
I'm clever in my plans
Cheat, lie, and plagiarize 

*Skat's poem on the same topic was my inspiration

Contest: Skat's "Any Old Poem Will Do"

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Shell from Sawed-Off

I'm aware that
They'll dare me to surrender when my burner's unkindled
And the barrel is empty
Since their whiskey is missing
But it's in our blood and baby it's trickling and
We're on a roll
I heard from her and her merciless curves
That the curse'll come first
Just 'fore the rebirth
It's a thought that gets lost when you pitch it with a cross
O'er a plate made of moss so
I'll name it Shell from Sawed-Off
As I paint Hell from Far-Off
Like the Seraphim cherishing the heart
Who can't turn from the art
Like embarrassing a perishing enemy
Yeah, one last taunt
When told to listen as though it'd fix it
Something went missing
Although I didn't miss it
A relation on a ship quite distant and
Slightly free
Where the ocean switched and the compass died instantly
Oh it's in our blood, baby we're tricky so now
Out that ship has sailed
Like the Seraphim cherishing the shark
Who can flip 'round the ark
Like embarrassing a perishing enemy
Yeah, one last taunt
And our sweat is slightly trickling
A whiskey business, the highest feeling
And the pressure is highly tricky
A risky business, a godly healing

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A Dead Word

A dying word echoes your life
The past will come; the future will die
Faith will fall, just as you need
If light would rise, you’d make it disease

In this word everything fades
What you like; what you distaste
The dark becomes your flavour of truth
And in this world, hope is removed

A lonely word so sure to bring
A haunting pain that makes monsters sing
Where nothing comes because nothing is
The purest hate will spread from your bliss

And since the day you held that dead word
So close to heart, it’s all you have shared
You circle through the life that is death
Through rape and spells you steal what’s left

And since the day you held on too close
You kill yourself in each living host
And now you see the world is so clear
You twisted love when love was your fear

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CANDLE 1st in Spanish then scroll down for english trans

VELA (CANDLE)First Spanish version, scroll down for English)
Yo ser‚ para ti.
Toda la vida que me queda la vivir‚ para ti
y cuando el tiempo haya terminado,
morir‚ por ti.
Dir‚ tu nombre
en cada vela que encienda, respirar‚ tu nombre.
Te susurrar‚,
cada oraci¢n que diga ser  siempre parte de ti.

Por toda la eternidad,
y as¡ ha sido y ser  siempre, 
y cuando deje este mundo,
aquello vendr  conmigo
en la luz de una vela.
Todo el mundo sigue girando, haciendo el d¡a y la noche,
y de la oscuridad a la luz,
ser s siempre parte de cada oraci¢n que yo diga.

Yo ser‚ para ti.
Como una fresca quebrada de la monta¤a que se desborda por ti
como una c lida brisa de verano
entre los  rboles para ti.
En el brillo de una vela,
todo lo que he sido o llegue a ser 
por toda la eternidad,
tu ser s parte de todo lo que yo haga siempre.
Yo ser‚ para ti.  

					Traducci¢n: Emilio J. Saavedra M.     CANDLE	
I will be for you.
All my life that is left, I will live for you,
and when time has run out,
I will die for you.
I will speak your name
in each candle that I light, I will breath your name.
I will whisper you,
every prayer I ever say will be part of you.

For eternity,
and forever it has been, and will always be,
and when I leave this world,
it will go with me.
In a candle light
all the world keeps on turning, making day and night,
and from dark to light,
you'll be part of every prayer that ever comes from me.

I will be for you.
Like a cool mountain spring that overflows for you
like a warm summer breeze 
through the trees for you.
In a candle glow,
everything I've ever been or will ever be
for eternity,
you'll be part of everything I ever do.
I will be for you.
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the doylestown poet

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Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 

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Rhyme XOX

I just want my summertime
To be at a stand still.
Sometimes, when women cross my mind,
I'm not sure just what to feel.

I'd like to call her friend,
And I want us to mean something.
I can find several, yet in the end,
It seems like all I have is nothing.

So where is the evidence
That says I should move forward?
Show me a sign that's heaven sent;
A point I should move toward.

©2013 Honestly JT

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On a plane at thirty-five thousand; My mission is to the least of these
I'm traveling to the third world; I can see the forest.. when I'm above the trees

Up here there's never hunger; Up here people wear shoes
Up here there isn't poverty; Up here there's seldom blues

Up here people have families; Up here the water's pure and free
Up here no one's shooting bullets; Up here you can think and see

Up here there's lots of comfort; Up here constantly entertained
Up here no rage and violence; Up here no one's suffering in pain

What goes up must come down; This insane world spinning round
And down below the need's so great; We must love and act.. it's growing late

Down there they are starving; Down there bare and broken feet
Down there so very little money; Down there people beat and cheat

Down there are millions of orphans; Down there the water's unclean
Down there is war and famine; Down there living sight unseen

Down there little hope or future; Down there afflicted by disease
Down there rampant hate and evil; Down there they are crying please

What goes up must come down; This insane world spinning round
And down below the need's so great; We must love and act.. it's growing late

The scent of water is in the air; Oh the deep water of great dispair 
They need a drink of Living Water care; Then hope can sprout from anywhere 

*We can all do a liitle, and little becomes much when God is in it!
Date: 6-12-14
Contest: Faye's "The Scent Of Water"

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Men say there are no absolute truths...

The Truth
Man can govern himself. He just doesn’t have the ability to do this successfully.

The Truth
There is one God. He has a name. He has a son. Their names are different.

The Truth
When you die, you are dead - not ghosts. It is that simple. That’s it, for now…

The Truth
Even though humans die, we were never meant to. We were designed for a time 
without end.

The Truth
The most circulated book in the history of Man must be more than a “book.”

The Truth
Happiness can be attained, even in a completely miserable place.

The Truth
There is no such place as a fiery Hell of torment, except in pagan mythology.

The Truth
There is a Heaven. However, its purpose is not what you think.

The Truth
The meek shall inherit the Earth.

The Truth... not that far from you.

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Why When We Sleep Do We Close Out the Dark?

Why when we sleep do we close out the darkness,
Which comes creeping and crawling within?
Still it finds it's way into our conscious,
Which fades as the daylight grows dim.

We close ourselves off from the nighttime,
Behind curtains, blinds, shutters and screens,
As we try to forget the day's time-line,
And surrender ourselves to our dreams.

Surely nighttime is perfect for sleeping,
When it's dark outside and in our heads,
As slowly that dream-state comes creeping,
While we're tucked up at home in our beds.

It should be the daytime we close out,
We can't sleep while we're facing the light,
Since surely the sun leaves a dream-drought,
So the best time to sleep is at night.

So for all who rise late in the daytime,
And for those who will rise with the lark,
The question I leave you in this rhyme;
Why when we sleep do we close out the dark?

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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

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

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Why'd I hide it
Yeah that kind of riot
When you sigh and the silence shrieks louder than verbs and
And the direction the affection takes then
Pressures the perfectionist in-
To layman's ways of saying "let's be friends"

So the road is fired up though you know the tire's cut
And the stereo it plays "here we go"
It makes eerie tones
They come oh straight from
A joke even though
That's a story baby we both really know

Oh we're stop and go to gamble
And at lights hear advice
The rambles from a manhole

But let's not forget the device
It's mobile but not handheld
No the heart it doesn't crash oh before it gets trampled

The temple table's overturned
Turns out we're late
'Cause the clover caught aflame baby we waited so it burned
But that's okay
You say the gamble ex-changes it
It makes the coins get weightless and
And turns the green into an urn

Oh we're stop and go to gamble
And at lights hear advice
The rambles from a manhole

But let's not forget the device
It's mobile but not handheld
No the heart it doesn't crash oh before it gets trampled
No the heart it doesn't crash oh before it gets trampled

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As Raindrops Fall

Walk with me my Love
Beneath the summer sun
And talk with me my Love
Until the evening's done.

Stay with me my Love
Though all my youth be fled
Stay with me my Love
Please come and share my bed.

     With you alone I chose to spend my life
     Through all its many years.
      'Tis you alone I'd have for wife
     To share its joys and tears.

Let's call a spade a spade
All cards upon the table.
Live by the rules we made
The best that we are able.

     Tomorrow's sun may bring Anything
      Or perhaps nothing at all.
      Listen close enough and angels sing
      As summer raindrops fall.

Laugh with me my Love
Stars shining on your face.
Dance with me my Love
Within the night's embrace.

     A raven sits in yon withered tree
     Shall we stop to hear him croak?
     What of him to you or me
     Tomorrow is yet smoke.

Dream with me my Love
In the fading morning's dark.
Scheme with me my Love
In time we'll make our mark.

         The bells within the chapel ring
         Read words writ on a wall.
         Snowgeese gather on the wing
         As the winter raindrops fall.

Play with me my Love
Singing in the rain.
Smile with me my Love
Begone all present pain.

Live with me my Love
Until we both grow old.
Sleep with me my Love
My shelter from the cold.

     I'm all right now what I might be
     With your love in my defense.
     We face a thousand mysteries
     This life makes little sense.

      We face what ere the future brings
       As we heed the Siren's call.
      Touch the clouds and angels sing
      As summer raindrops fall.

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Code Red: Army of Gods

She was intelligent enough not to tell the gentleman of
The access card to her madness of heart
He played strong suits in case his suitcase didn't make
The pursuit in hand soon cut to the chase
But this is business at its finest
When we promised we wouldn't try this 'cause
It's an -ism that isn't auto
Like the condition in my blood flow
Don't you know oh
You didn't know
And now it's code red at the marina
And the emotions bled because I've seen her
Venus in arms baby an arsenal from afar
Venus in arms with her army of gods
I fight emotionless
Since in my soul there's less
We're in suit
But you get the credit while they edit out the sects
Oh it's enough
Baby the -ism's from above
So it's code red at the marina
And the emotions bled because I've seen her
Venus in arms baby the arsenal from afar
Venus in arms with her army of gods
And she's in my arms
Like a victim of love
Yes in my arms
My victim from above

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Battery, Electric Personality

I don't know whether to consider it considerate or prideful
But I'd rather roll in coals and coil my soul with a barbed wire one-eyed cobra
Just to show you that
My emotion for you is
Nothing more than a-
Nother fortress I've
Built up just enough to save you from

From time to time
I once wondered how one wanders from time to time
And think up the paradox line
Speak of Epoch's crime
Oh I lied, it hasn't happened yet
But bet you better believe it's such a habit that
I just said that in a past mindset

Oh darling don't you see
Honestly the honesty in the way we've deceived one another

I entered the circuit so you'd call me Sparky
Oh humor me
I'm at the center of the circle it's what you do for me
A little too witty to be just kidding
Because wondering is reality
To an electric personality

Oh darling don't you see
Honestly the honesty in the way we've received one another

Yeah the single signal
The waves we receive
Like a battery, electric personality
A battery, electric personality

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Certifiable Kiss

I have enough time
Yes 'cause love's alive and baby in its prime
Oh it is just like
Success ain't fun and games but for the saint's life

Yeah he'll pray but maybe Hell'll hit
Faithfully turn off the safety
Baby Cupid shoots shells with hollow tips
He'll lose an eye and they'll think he's crazy so
We'll say it gave him a gift
Baby the trait of a certifiable kiss

Girl I see you have more than usual
Yeah even before you visualize the visible
With a noble temper, mature and golden in a
A higher temperature than a crucible's molten innards

But there's a secret to your strategy
And it's a tragedy 'cause darling you had to be
So naturally keen at dodging me

And it's a line of defense
And girl you make a fence
So girl I take offense

Oh I know it's cliché but yeah they say that great men make it in-
To places few others who even do take the risk've ever been

But the only one in my blood that
That doesn't shine like the sun it
It naturally has to be the one where
I refuse to call it a pun when
I call you up to call you the one, there's

A secret to your strategy
And it's a tragedy 'cause darling you had to be
So naturally keen at dodging me

And it's a line of defense
And girl you make a fence
Hence I take offense

Oh to ward off Hell to reach towards Heaven
You play the chords
You make me insane but maybe I'll give you your credit
Oh to ward off Hell to reach towards Heaven
You play the chords
You make me insane but baby I'll give you your credit

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we stimulate our minds for our intellect to grow
becoming more technical
remaining spiritually slow

so we face trials and tribulation
crisis and complications
praising God, while serving Satan
expecting love when spewing hatred

our faith is dissipating 
until its totally forsaken
for miracles we pray
yet and still we disobey

missed lessons
means blocked blessings

wrong paths are chosen 
cursed to glimpse the promised land but never enter like Moses

it's hard to humble ourselves cause we've got pride
so we find a hard head leaves a soft backside

when stressed i ride 
reclined, inside

sounds booming
trying hard to decipher the message in our music

Pac said keep your head up
Treach said guard your grill
Wu sang protect your neck
Cube said to kill at will

Eazy said easy does it
Run said hard times
Jigga ask can I live
but Big ready to die

50 cent said get rich ore die trying
K.R.S made stop the violence, and listen to my nine

these are questionable times
that leave young impressionable minds
hoping to find success pushing   dope on the grind

thinking all the pain would end if they became rich
but the harder they hustle the more pain and anguish
if we could understand the hustle
we would over stand the struggle
instead we constantly land back in trouble

on frivolous pursuits
searching for forbidden fruits
living lies until they collide with the moment of  truth

I been there and done that
played with fire and got burned as soon as my hand healed I'd run back

so young and misguided
mama said don’t do it I tried it
it's by God's grace I survived it

flash back to my youth I was so naive and timid
wondering  if that  path I walked on is the one the Lord intended
tired of getting beat by bullies so I learned to prevent it
but I found my self in front of the judge as a defendant

five times aquited of crimes that I committed
but the one time I was innocent is when I got convicted
justice may be blind, but she so vindictive
so I struggle with it
trying to make since out of the senseless

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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

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Duality spreading through the land
Above my head; beneath my hands
The greatest darkness I’ll become
Or one to show you the brightest sun

Open my eyes unto this world
Forget the silence I had heard
Lingering on into this earth
A sense of evil without worth

Open my eye as I recall
Imagination as I fall
The pain of knowing what I was
A monster blinded by their cause

A pleasurable passion to restart
The thought of choices in my heart
Not what to follow - to agree
Instead remembering humanity

Create a universe from sand
Building foundations without my hands
Turning the darkness into light
With a simple understanding of the night

The paradoxes I can find
Knowing we’re not free will free our minds
In seeing shadows we feel the sun
Closing our eyes reveals freedom

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We’re bound from birth, our path too clear
Conformity reigns, we dare to veer
Play it straight and fall in place
Buckle down, you’ll win the race

Need for expression, no need for that
Everyone needs to wear the same hat
Wander off course or stray from path
You’re ostracized, beware the wrath

Creative types, you know the ones
Their unkempt hair and lack of funds
The artsy crowd without a care
Berets worn black, causeless flair

Yet abstract form and deviceful eye
Radiate light on gray streaked sky
Without free thought we play the fools
We must transcend archaic rules

Linear thinking it has its place
In modern times it makes a case
But if one dares to lose one’s face
I just might love this human race

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Mockingbird Still Sings

Children sexually abused
Hiding secrets none accused 
Mockingbird still sings

False Charities stealing money
Laughing while nothing’s funny
Mockingbird still sings

Corporations shredding evidence
Seas of hypocrisy and decadence
Mockingbird still sings

Cheating partners losing trust
Teens pregnant from a night of lust
Mockingbird still sings

Rape victims ashamed to speak
Lives destroyed remaining meek 
Mockingbird still sings

Middle East raging in war
All for pride nothing more
Mockingbird still sings

Delicate babies addicts born
Crack whore moms selling porn
Mockingbird still sings

Gang bangers need attention
Killing for an honorable mention 
Mockingbird still sings

Fools and vengeance shall expire
For winds of change to transpire
While mockingbird still sings

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Martyr for the Unorthodox word

If I had over 10,000 dreams You'd be the only thing my mind could see Judgment couldn't be real Succumbing to the fear of this cold life Find a way to break through The self-destruction of wordly delusions Don't tell me I've lived so long in a lovely illusion Break me down until we find a Nirvanic state Then bring me a savior from transgressions An atoning sacrifice Send down to me a messenger for me to submit to Bring me the truth to break through The delusion Bring me the messenger to explain it all And let me leave behind Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word

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A Little Rhyme About Hypocrisy

So let me tell you somethin', Let me let you know how I feel. You can learn more from a plant than a god who isn't real. If you gotta burn somethin' then go and burn a church. 'Cause if you burn a book then it's murder in the first. Who are you to say that a thought must die? Who are you to say how I educate my mind? Just like in your holy writ, Metaphorically blind, Go destroy someone else who's unsaved and you're fine. You can preach out of your mouth, But then you act from your behind. You are all compared to sheep, and you don't even seem to mind. Careful what you wish for, because you never can tell. You know that there's a heaven, but really hope that there's a hell. Hope that there's a place where the suffering is real. Well let me ask you something. Let me know how you feel. If you all are right, who do you want to be there?

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The Certainty of What Might Have Been!

In the loss of expectation,
for a loved one, a lovely dream;
one that is, one that will be, one that will depart. 
We grieve, we wonder, we imagine.
We wonder about what might have been, 
we imagine what could have been.
Yet, in the uncertainty of what might have been, 
what could have been, 
there lies the certainty of what is, what will be;
the certainty of our love, 
for that loved one, for that lovely dream.
In this certainty, lies our solace, 
sufficient to secure our peace,
stable to stand the challenge of circumstance, 
strong to stand the test of time,
fit to fill the hollow echoes of uncertainty,
certain to dispel the uncertainty of what could have been;
the uncertainty of what might have been

(Dedicated to Dora Serna)

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Creating Artistic Words (Chain Poem)

We are poetic creators
Creators of the artistic words
Words that uplift souls
Souls pouring out—reaching out
Out to the world for redemption
Redemption of the inner spirit
Spirit of natural sanctification
Sanctification stimulating the mind
Mind of elevating jubilation
Jubilation of living creation
Creation pointing the way
Way to the creator
We are poetic creators
Creators of the artistic words

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To lie is like a seed being planted into the soil,
and just waiting for it’s down roots.
Every time another lie is told this seed gets water,
as the watering continues, the seed begins to grow.
And up sprouts the plant, the plant in which you the individual has given life to, for 
this seed is not a flower, is not a tree, is not a fruit to give to thee, but a weed, a 
weed of such destruction that destroys all other life surrounding it. By taking it’s 
roots, the roots of pure loving flowers, pure loving fruit and pure loving small 
Destroys them.
Strangles them.
As this weed continues to get watered it shuns them, grows taller then them, 
allows them no sun light, allows them no room to grow or to breath, so in the 
end, they parish.
And all of the truth that was planted before this has died, and the only thing left in 
your garden,
Is your pathetic life.
And this weed,
That was once a SEED. 

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Apocalyptic Purity

Incite the words that take me through
Unload your fears and call them truth
Stand up and consecrate your hate
Follow along, or die alone in debate

Just look at everything there is
Either products of pain or products of bliss
Just look at everyone that knows
Either running towards or waiting to go

Apocalyptic sense of right
A fluorescent path that just waits for night
Apocalyptic sense of wrong
A darkness that is, spreading on and on

My own reflections are my truth
These words are just me, I have the proof
So incite my mirror to believe
That we are all alone once we learn to breathe

A conscious silence in our deaths
Accept it or run towards more regret
Apocalyptic purity
It doesn’t matter what comes, as long as I see

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Mirror with a Gun

Cast attention on the dreams we have caught
They’re nothing of our own
Filtering our hearts right through the dark
Until we give in to the unknown

Casting lights upon the pointless death
In the wars that we’ve become
It’s so sad to see what will really die
The part we kill because we run

Cast attention on the lies we create
Manifesting every fear
Will these walls protect me from the pain?
Will the static drive the tears?

Casting lights upon the obvious truth
That we can’t remember love
Because every notion that we think is right
Was not handed from above

Cast our questions into timeless stone
It’s time to walk away
Step again into the lonely dark
It’s time to feed the pain

Casting spells that only weave an end
This is what we’ve become
Friendly faces that will kill again
We’re just a mirror with a gun

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Space, A Tribute To Wagon John

I'm just a person not a tree to be climbed, Or trampoline to jump on when so inclined. A Frisbee I'm not, to be tossed in the wind, Or a carrier pigeon so me, please don't send. I'm no welcome mat to be laid at one's door, To wipe and be walked on like some rug on the floor; I'm not a balloon to hold anothers hot air, Nor am I a wagon to be pulled here and there. Count me not as a scapegoat when things go askew, Endeavoring to tickle my ears as you invariably do. I seek no man's pity and God made me no fool, Allowing myself to be used makes me that person's tool. Unlike the planted oak The hardiest of trees, I must be free to go, like wind, when I please. I wasn't placed here to compete in life's race, I'm just a person who requires Solitude and "Space";

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Would You Like To Know a Psycho?

If you’d like to know a psycho 
Then come along with me
And I will paint you a picture
Of the psycho of the east;
Not your ordinary psycho
She’s a new breed;
On your emotions,
She loves to feed
A life led by drama
Driven by any cost
Never any remorse
For the lives that she lost;
A new person each day
Her characters she plays
Are really very bright
She has the brains, 
But absolutely no insight
Not a clue to life
She will always walk blind
Drugs, sex, money, hate
Mess with her and get a court date
If her games you want to play
Then a hefty price you will have to pay
But I did not back down from thee
The cost for court is just a fee
But in order for me to defend my rights
Then in this court we will fight
In front of the bench
She against me
Who will be found innocent?
And who will be guilty
But oh to her surprise
And time after time
Cases are dismissed
And we’re wasting too much time
The fight gets ever brutal
As children are involved
Anything to hurt us
Driven at any cost
The emotional abuse
And brainwashing galore
Left me with wanting to stop her
But then I wanted more;
Not a mother on earth
Or none that deserve to be
Would ever treat their children
As evil as she
Other people maybe
Ex’s without a doubt
But the way she scared them kids
Made me want to put her down
She tortured them with mind games
In court she likes to play
But when she challenged me
She surely woes the day!
The psychos challenge was accepted
And I gladly played with glee
For every claim she made
My defenses came in three
And when she’d exhausted all lies
And stories had all been told
Out of the defense corner
I came standing bold
My evidence against her
Could make the whole city see
That this woman is psycho
And from her all should flee
Dangerous and venomous 
A hazard to your health
If she can’t beat you in court
She’ll threaten you with death
I don’t take the psycho lightly
I know she is serious as can be
But as long as I’m around
She’ll have to get passed me!

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Moon Dance

The waves slide over the shore
Leaving tiny, squiggly trails
The moon and sun battle for the sky
And the big, bright moon prevails.
The beach is shrouded in darkness
Dimmly lit by only one light
That dances through the undertow
Marching its way through the plight.
A stencil of gray laces the sky
Creating a vision of death
Slowly overcoming the shore
'Til it takes its last breath.
The ocean itself which had once held
So much life in its depths
Has become drowned in its own contents
It is meeting its own death.
A storm lashes its way
Solmnly across the sky
To make room for what will unleash
That will cause the very moon to cry.
Dancing and waltzing across the shore,
The moon sadly turns away
She can't bear to see her ocean like this
And witness it going astray.
With one, final, swift motion, 
She casts her love out to sea
The love she held deeply for her ocean
The world, and all her countries.
She makes her way back to where she belongs
And lets the sun take over the sky
I didn't, in all my years,
Think I would ever see the moon cry.
But she shed those tears so bravely
And dried them so nonchalant
She turned and made her way back to the sky 
Like it was something she could never want.
The moon had lost the battle
And, defeated, began to fade away
Then the sun began to dance, too
To celebrate a brand-new day.


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True colours

His eyes were the color of sapphires,
His hair was the color of gold,
His skin was the color of ivory,
I should have checked the color of his soul.

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Love Is

Love is my passion
Love is my creed
Love is my touchstone
Love is all that I need.

Without love there is no reason
for each new day, new year, new season.

From the day we are born
Till the day we depart
Love is there buried deep in our hearts.

So starting today, lets make a pact
That love will decide the way that we act.
Give love to your neighbors, brother and kin
And then maybe more love will start to come in.

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Gemini Eyes In Sapphire Skies

(4 before start)
The sun descends as the
Counting every coward as he passes by

You could take the place
Of the emerald lights
In the southern cities
Where the castles bloom
After a weathered trace
Of gold and two's

June bugs and fireflies
Are tearing up the autumn skies

They all fall down
Where you're standing makes all the difference

Take my tongue and take my scarf
Take my aim and take cover
This tempo is set for

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The Manikin

There's a manikin in my window, that follows me where ever I go, I can't seem to shake 
her, she's like my six o'clock shadow. But she seems to be everything I am, but more 
refined and more polished. 
No belly, Nice but, in creditable looks, wears a size zero in jeans, has the face of the 
american dream, she's what the public adores and admires, this is what society deems 
nessacary to be beautiful. 
I'm 5'10 a number of pounds over weight, more gut than butt, decent in what society sees 
as good looks.
They say I'm no J-lo, meaning my body should not be seen in public, 
No media coverage,
Not front page material,
No music video,
That I should grow my hair, get cosmetic surgery and wear all this makeup and then I may 
be deemed as pretty.
The question I have to ask myself is this really me?
Artificial flavoring, unessary calories, a false sense of self that can provide material 
No- this is societies ideology. A life time of fame filled with unconscience shame, trade 
in my dignity and what makes me me, for uncertain romances, adulterated chances, so the 
world can love my name. So people can compare me to you and you. And then put more of 
strain on todays struggling youth.
There' a manikin in my window that follows me where ever I go, I can't seem to shake her 
she's like my six o'clock shadow.

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A Deer Hunter's Prayer

I am at once pleased and saddened that I have taken your life,oh great creature 
of the forest.

I am pleased because I have invested many years honing my woods lore and 
shooting skills for this final result.

I am saddened because I have killed one of God's most beautiful creatures for 
uncertain reasons.

I don't need your flesh to sustain my family nor your hide to clothe them.  

I question myself constantly because I seem to focus an inordinate amount of 
time day-dreaming about forthcoming hunts and re-enacting old hunts in my 

I question why I am obsessed with checking and re-checking my hunting 
equipment as the fall days shorten.

I question why I expose myself to the abuse of the natural elements--drenching 
rain, freezing snow and biting winds, waiting for you to materialize.

I especially question this hidden force of ancient origins that drives me to take 
your life.

I am satisfied that I have not killed just for the sake of killing--that there is 
something deeper, more spiritural at stake.  Perhaps I'm attempting to capture a 
modicum of your nobility, your sheer beauty and ability to live free, for myself.

Regardless of the answers to these probing questions and as I kneel next to 
your lifeless body, I do ask for your forgiveness and promise that your mortal 
remains will not be wasted and that the cherished memories of this hunt will 
remain with me for the balance of my life.

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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

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Simple Math using Relationships

Negativity isn't something to look for about a person when your soul searching,
People say, "don't look, let it come to you"
How would you find.. if you don't use your eyes to see & your mind to do...
How can you please someone when all your concern with is what they done,
One must see it in them to want to work out a problem then the other Adds on,
Now you two create problem solving, which makes the Sum,
Since there's nothing new under the sun then there's no problem about somebody too hard to overcome,
So when you recognize something like a Difference with them its easier just moving onto the next one,
Why waste your power of humbleness with someone that don't see one PLUS one equals to be a positive not a negative outcome.

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One Love, A Tribute to Bob Marley

“One love…one heart, let’s get together and feel alright…
As it was in the beginning (one love), so shall it be in the end (one heart); give thanks and 
praise to the Lord, and I will feel alright…” Bob Marley, Prophet.

I and I, 
and together, we,
are one.

We are, but before we can be, we must realize,
that the only way TO be, is I and I – the trinity;
the I and I makes the one that was, is, and ever
shall be – 
the one yearning to be set free 
unto its brothers and sisters to its beginnings 
and endings, 
and on and on and on, and led into infinity
by its singers.

It is the one that does not seek, 
and can only be found; rediscovered 
like the greatest treasure the earth ever buried, 
and the heavens ever knew –
                                the reason for all things…

So dance as one voice; sing as two feet 
the earth with your glory; 
free the one rhythm that has been vibrating between toes 
for all of time –
dance beneath and above all things,
and sing the songs of freedom!

Rise up, rise up, rise up and dance!
Free the chains from your bound feet,
And feel the weight released –
A trinity of I and I;
One love, one heart, let’s get together
And feel alright…

I and I, 
and together, we,
are one.

*Inspired by Michele's Music to your Pen, contest and my brother in vision, the man himself, 
Mr. Bob Marley who as soon as I put him on, I'm smiling and filled with great light. :)

From ONE LOVE, by: Bob Marley

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fathers rights

Fathers for Justice you are not alone
I feel your pain alone
With many others
Any of us can fold
If there be trouble let it be in my day
That my child may live in peace
They ant in heaven hallo be thy name
For thy kingdom done
thy will be done
Go to the end the very end
Stay strong to yourself
Go solo for what you believe
Believing is living
Living is forgiving
weaponizing is destruction
She is not a weapon
But a living human being
A young and beautiful floating image of your self
Harmless in her way to this world
So why not compromise
These are not my rights but nether yours
These are her rights
And will fight for her rights
No more secrets
A anthem of justice
Sending a message together for justice
A picture is not contact 
Fathers need their justice so fight for hear fights
Time pays
So be that super hero
For her dreams no matter what don't lark in the dark or be forever more 
Shine and your message
Will be heard for ever more
This is for every father just like you
Be a wolf not a sheep
Leap in glory and for evermore
All I can say is that
I saw my daughter
It was the best six hours I spent all this week
Just like rain drops in a desert in them lonely days in June

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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.

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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.

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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 

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Silk Scarf

Last night the moon told me to pass,
from that same knoll we used to walk,
midwinter's cold, after school's class,
- I heard the silences to talk.

The moon above, was a waxed smile,
transmitting to creation light;
the pines were present and the aisle,
recalled my bronze six buttons bright.

I think the night wanted to talk,
or maybe to attend and care,
something was missing from that walk,
but was ascribed in the hung air.

Arcane the moonlight and your stare,
asserted truths that were forgotten,
my only certainty was aware,
the pines our song recited often.

I think you passed alone from there,
before the solitude to nest,
upon my Oxford blue sky's fare,
and constellation of Northwest.

Ascend above the stars of then,
appreciate the ghosts of time,
upon the knoll I walked again,
amid the pines, the sage and thyme.

The arbor greens, recalled that scarf,
I bought from Indies, on last barque,
half-ended trip because the surf,
never revealed the moors in dark.

Blue waves on silk, buoyancy failed,
betimes it was this last of nights,
the winds of Indian reckon wailed,
sea waters entered from dead lights.

© G. V. 01-16-2012
( Iambic tetrameter)

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Nyx - Ode


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.


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.


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

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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

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All the people call me crazy

All the people call me crazy

All the people call me crazy
Cause I laugh, and dance, and sing
And live my life just for each moment
And take whatever life might bring
I know my face is always smiling
But I can’t help myself at all
I have to dance, and sing like crazy
Because it’s all so beautiful.

Maybe I should be unhappy
And join the cause of misery
Wear a long face each new moment
Not live my life so joyfully
I might try, but what would happen
I’d just be faking, yes I would
Because I feel so very happy
And life to me it feels so good

Well, you know, I just can’t help it
It’s just the way my life has gone
Every day does bring me pleasure
As all lifes joy goes on, and on.

So if they really think I’m crazy
All those folk who meet with me
Let them read my compositions
Then maybe all their misery
Will melt and they will fill with laughter
And that’s the only way to be
Then they’d live their life forever
So very, very happily.

12 February 2014 @ 1233hrs.

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My Window

I look at the sky
from my window;

I observe people
from my window;

I feel raindrops
from my window; 

I sense loneliness
from my window;

I think deeply gazing
from my window;

I cherish love
from my window;

I ponder eternity
from my window;

I sense the struggle of God and Lucifer
from my window;

I cry
from my window;

I yell
from my window;

I evoke emotion and rage 
from my window;

I am joyful and sad
from my window;

And — I see my soul
from my window.

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
September 26, 2014

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In my corrupt stead

Draped from her body, they sparkle like gold. Tear soaked and smothered, in lies that she's told. She wears them ashamed, but she wears them with grace. To cover the pain, that is etched in her face. 
  It's her mark, it's her passion, her reason to breathe. As shallow and weak, as pathetic can be. 
  For the last time I saw her, was the last place she laid. Where I held her so close, deep down in her grave. No more to be seen, no more to betray. Damned and unheard, while she cried out in vain. 

Don't pity the evil, corrupt and forsaken. Who've strayed from the path, that they should have taken. It's all self inflicted, they live unrestricted. But on this their last day, they'll all be convicted. 

Etched in his body, the scars will remain. Blood soaked in madness, he's nearly insane. He wears them in anger, but he wears them with pride. To expose to the world, all his hate that's inside. 
  It's his mark, it's his passion, his reason to breathe. As shallow and weak, as cruel as can be. 
  But the last place I saw him, was the last time he raged. Where I beat him and broke him, deep down in his grave. No more to be seen, no more to be heard. Damned and destroyed, underneath all his dirt. 

Don't pity the evil, corrupt and forsaken. Who've strayed from the path, that they should have taken. It's all self inflicted, they live unrestricted. But on this their last day, they'll all be convicted.

Now sift through my ashes, gather up all my bones. Let him without sin, cast the first stone. Pile me up in a bucket, and leave me to stay. So I can face my creator, on my judgement day. 
 It's my life, it's my passion, it's what I believe. As misunderstood, as reckless can be. 
  For the last time you saw me, was the last time I prayed. Where I dug my own hole, and laid down in my grave. No more to be hated, no more to be feared. For in my corrupt stead, an angel appeared. 

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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

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The Super Bowl..
It's not the Pats or the Hawks
It's the place where Poets rock
It's not about two great teams
It's so much more than it seems
It's about a large creative group
It's all the artist in PoetrySoup
It's The Super Bowl,
A Super Bowl.. Of Soup!

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Haikus About God: V

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

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The Night Walk.

                                                                                   **A WINNING POEM**

That night, my heart pleaded i should
Wait over and pass the night at grand pa's 
Old inn.
Enormous was my concern to reach home 
And see Constance La France.... the rambling poet.
About "create your own form, may be?"
I embraced the night and darkness mingled 
With my eyes;

Yonder are night workers,
Here and there they wander,
Seaching for who to plunder,
Oh! what a mighty wonder.
Look at that  supermarket,
And a man with a mask,
Gun and matchet,
He most be a burglar,
Oh! i must be undercover,
Or else i step into danger,
For the night is in dark anger.

"Ahh! ahhh!! ahhhh!!!" the cry of a victim,
Something must have wrought a cry,
Who will be the rescue?
For me, this night walk must linger.
Look at the police, having me as an 
Accomplice, they need my identity and money,
Yet yonder is the victim crying....

Look over there! drug users
Assembling in dark corners,
Swaying like feathers,
In the midst of their daily rituals,
That is never beneficial,
Oh! blind earth leading to an open death.
Group upon groups, stationed in their post,
Looking so malicious, looking so vicious, 
Brandishing weapons, ready for the slaughter,
Gun shoots clatter as a group fight starter.
Charles melody has seen wonder
And endless palaver.

Knives mingled with flesh, blood and bone,
Men eager and bold,
Heads bounce like ball,
Suddenly, calmness......
Gba! gba!! gba!!! another trigger's verdict?
Lord when will these pass over?
For i am likening to salt in water,
Never to calm and ponder,
The night walk seemed not to be over. 

For the night is in dark anger....

BY CHARLES MELODY (Lightening Ink)                  **14TH PLACE IN
The form of this poem is called,"stream of consciousness." 
i formed it so because the thought kept coming
 like a stream or river of consciousness in my mind,
i was conscious of the dangers i knew, especially in my Little
African village and the war that covered it.
For "Constance La France, the Rambling poet's contest.

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Patriotic Bliss

patriotic bliss--
when all Americans know 
national anthem

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As the river flows

As the river flows

As the river flows
So surely to the sea
It’s power be a wondrous sight
As it roams the land so free
The path of no resistance
Is how she lives each day
I will learn from this old river
I need to live this way.

As the river flows
She takes all in her stride
Not dogged by expectations
Not held back by her pride
She flows into the ocean
She knows this be her home
She has no need to hurry
She’s just content to roam.

Oh, I’ll be like that river
That’s how I’ll live my life
All free from fear and worry
Until my time is rife
To join that mighty ocean
All filled with sweet devotion.

As the river flows
And things get in her way
She knows to never struggle
Just flows from day to day
And lets the power take her
To where she needs to go
Her softness melts all obstacles
Albeit, oh so slow.

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Haikus About God: III

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

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'Little bird, what troubles thee'

Little bird, what ails thee
      is it the bread in your belly
little bird, what troubles thee
      is it the bread of misery

is it the bitterness in your heart, 
     or the offense you can't forgive
is it the anguish that sets you apart, 
     or the hurt that holds you captive 
is it the cancer of bitter love, 
     or the loss of deserved affection 
is it the cruel withdrawal of 
     his tenderness and compassion 

life is much too brief
      and youthful love's even briefer still,
your forestalled relief 
      keeps you from seeing His eternal will

what befalls you 
      is neither unshared nor a mystery
God sheds tears for you
      in the midst of your painful agony

little bird, what ails thee
      is it the bread in your belly
little bird, what troubles thee
      is it the bane of misery

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Most folk don't understand

Most folk don’t understand

It seems most folk don’t understand
As each, their role do play
Without no wisdom as of yet
Each mind ruled by the say
Of society’s most recent whim
With it emphases on gain
Most folk don’t seem to understand
They bring on their own pain.

Most folk never look within
Forever their eyes wander
To the sum of their desires
They never seem to ponder
With passion and sincerity
As to what their lives might be
And what’s behind the mask each wears
With all its mystery.

Who am I? each mind must ask
With heart all filled with doubt
This little question must be asked
Each one must work it out
Tis then the light might shine so true
Just like a rose in the morning dew.

This be the art, its wisdoms way
Leave all the rest behind
Don’t listen to the little self
It’s time to hush the mind
And come from that most deepest self
Then harmony might show
And radiate the life with peace
And teach one how to grow.

10 November 2013 @ 1715hrs.

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Pan and Satan

Pan and Satan.

One morning I was walking in my garden
When old Jupiter came up close to me.
And standing by his side stood fair Demeter
Who smiled at me so warm and tenderly.
She said “my son we’ve come to give our blessings
And we’ve a story we would like to tell.
Of how the great God Pan turned into Satan
And child I hope that you will listen well.

For Pan he was the god of natures beauty
And he wore no taint till Satan came along.
He’d play his pipes so gaily in the meadows
Though sometimes there was mischief in his song.

Then Satan said to pan “well I don’t give a damn
I’m going to steal your horns and make you me.
Then I’ll build a master plan and strike some fear in man
So always he will live in misery.
And that’s the way old Pan became young Satan
Yet still the old one dances deep within.
But if the two had never joined together
Then where would dwell the ugliness of sin.


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Losing weight

Solving the weight problem

Most folk say they can’t lose weight
But me I well might this debate
Eat much less 
Walk much more
Then most will lose the weight for sure.

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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--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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Haikus About God: IV

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

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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

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Wraiths gallivant here

Amid the shades of night, in Spring
a wraith descends, sole to release
a dancer's form - raindrop cerise
- one faint caress of fingertips.

Amid the shadows she appears
to walk in blooms and promise feasts
because night's solitude emits,
dark's unsubstantial of tears.

How soft the numbness of hung air
defines night's secrets and evokes
prodigious our dreams and scopes
to gallivant from twinge to stare?

The dreams of night advance to flare
and they become lone blinks and scars
shine like the mettlesome of stars
are steady, sad and foursquare.

This abstract process of cognition
trajectories of souls brings close,
the light's evanescence depose,
our verse in verbatim rendition.

With moistened lips in rain's tall drapes
she comes; the feasts acquire glory
we dance on a remote quarry,
where night adorns the marble scapes.

© G. V., 05-02-2013
(Iambic Tetrameter)

Sponsor: nette onclaud
Placement: 1st

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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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Superficial Smiles

Superficial Smiles by Shane Cogan

A trapped house can be worse than a prison
Cell doors open daily, a sealed house door never
Guards who snarl or smile is a guard forever
They also torture, but you found your own prism
Selected friends are such a treasure
Deselect those friends at your leisure

Superficial smiles, superficial cries 
Superficial tastes, superficial wastes

Handshakes in the morning 
Sour milkshakes for lunch
Diluted conversations for dinner
Repetitive dreams again for bedtime

Small talk discussions over a croissant
Alcohol dimensions under a florescent
Frantic racing is your new norm
A lost cause, caught up in a storm

Superficial smiles, superficial cries 
Superficial lies, superficial allies

Silly allergies are your only sickness 
You deem painkillers to be your only cure
Subscription pills for the old highs
Illegals for the new lows

What is right in one place 
Deemed a disease or a disgrace
Solitude is your new pleasure 
Despair is a lonely measure

Superficial smiles, superficial cries 
Superficial spies with superficial eyes

Today's headline is tomorrow's forgotten story
Profits over people, with business in all its glory 
Che Guevara t-shirts or Guerrilla warfare neritic?
Revolutionary heroes or a Sunday armchair critic?

Mass television pictures replacing dialogue
Mindless headline people news is our new fog
What would you do now for a taste of reality?
Do you miss and crave my sensuality?

A frank remark is better than a false smile
Our historical heroes are now sadly footnoted
No longer accepted, no longer quoted
Smiles mean nothing; a false handshake is our new style

Superficial smiles, superficial cries 
Superficial skies with superficial eyes

© Shane Cogan, 2013

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I Don't Want to Leave the Party

The long, long night
Is winding down
From distant rooms
I hear the sound
Of fine old friends
Taking leave
The evening ends
And I believe
The time to follow suit draws near
My heart is tired, but my mind is clear.

The shining lights
Are fading out,
The dawn lies weak
On the walls without
The voices drift
And steal away
As we search for deeper
Things to say
The sands keep flowing through the glass
As present lives become the past.

     - And we all grow old
     - As the Earth spins around
     - As we hold to the love
     - By which we all are bound.

          I don't want to leave the party
          It's always been such fun
          Through all the years and tears and fears
          Feels like it's only just begun.
          I don't want to leave the party
          But I'll follow all my friends.
          Who knows what waits outside the door
          When the magic of our living ends?

The hand that holds
Your glass of wine
Is cracked and aged
As much as mine
The shadows of
Our memories
Are lengthening
Into the seas
Of onward flowing history,
The days once shared by you and me.

The love that lit
Ten thousand nights
Is still alive
And burning bright.
The time we spent
On sharing dreams
Is further now,
Or so it seems.
The lives we built we can't forget,
And no one wants to leave just yet.

     - And we all grow old
     - As the Earth spins around
     - As we hold to the love
     - To which we all are bound.

          I don't want to leave the party,
          We're all having too much fun.
          Yet while smiling we'll still disappear
          Now that the play is closed and done.
          I don't want to leave the party,
          But I'll go, with all my friends
          Who knows what's waiting just outside
          When the spell of living softly ends?

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Sapphire Star

Among the stars she searched for one
to be her friend on distant dome;
her thoughts to lay and whispered gnome,
her childhood tales and scopes undone.

Among the million bright sparkles,
she chose one that kindly signaled,
her lone thoughts to him syllabled
mind's endless lines and traced circles.

And in the endless astral fire
she saw his friendly blink to smile
similitude of a Greek isle,
it was the sparkling of sapphire.

A song ascends from the pine woods
to meet the smiling star of blue
and is their solitude untrue,
unsolved of questions understood.

And then she slept on distant fare,
along the bless of blue sapphire,
the tunes of a Greek ancient lyre,
accompanied their dreams in air.

And while she slept the sapphire weaved 
blankets of light she softly held
the lyre star song dreaming she spelled,
and then for nothing else she grieved.

© G.V. 04-08-2013, All Rights Reserved

(The poem is composed in Iambic tetrameter form.
The Iambic pentameter form is closer to it, as a substitute.)

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When that moment comes

When that moment comes

When that moment comes
When this story, it be done
Will I stand there ready
To meet the power of one?
Or will I fade away
Like dust into the night?
When that moment comes
Will I welcome me that light?

To die unto this moment
Is the only way to be
To greet ones death from day to day
So very endlessly
This be the way to live ones life
If he would live forever
Then he will know just who he is
And death will touch him never.

When that moment comes
Will I be right to join the all?
To touch the power that runs the show
Will it all be beautiful?
As I melt into the other
Will it be wonderful.

A lifetime without knowing
Is the way that most folk be
But I must find the answer
Right now to ‘who is me?’
Because I feel that power
So deep within my core
That tells me it’s forever
But am I really sure??

17 August 2010 @ 1105hrs

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                          The world is full of people trying to stand out.
                             But they don’t realize that they already do.
                          They try so hard to figure what life’s all about.
                      With all their piercings, Crazy hair, and fresh tattoos.
                           They miss out because of the worry they feel.
                         Will they approve of the way I dress, think, or act?
                           In the spotlight a few moments they might steal.
                    But some of the stupid things they do can’t be taken back.
                           I have a secret that only the few wise ones know.
                              Love who you are and forget what they think.
                             And all the good things in life will soon follow.
                              And you shall rise above all as the critics sink.
                                So meet the world with you head held high.
                                  Let them see the beauty that is in you.
                              Let them see your happiness and joy inside.
                   And know that nobody needs to love you more than you do.

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Little Time

Little Time

A gift to you is given,

Her name is Little Time.

Little time, little time,

Will you raise her to the light?

Planting seeds of love and wisdom, little time, a fruitful tree?

Harvest hatred, little time to fester in her leaves?

Fertile soil hungers,little time, for grace, the gifts of wealth.

Your souls' possession, little time, all taken for yourself?

In Little time, five loaves of bread, five thousand will be fed.

In little time, five minutes, generations will be led.

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My Frencholosophy Song

The mud slide back in eighty six
Took out half my farm
And the war that lit up 69 
Is where I Left one arm

My wife and kids have left me
To part's unknown, somewhere
So I sit here all alone
While losing all my hair

Now you can see, what my attitude should be
But instead of mulling around 
I get picked up, when I'm down
As I quote that little phase, that tickles me
"C'est La vie" 

My truck was repo-ed yesterday
My dog and cat ran off
My old friends all moved away
And often I feel lost

Now you'll agree, just how happy could I be
When my world has gone to hell
I just get up, where I fell
And whisper those sweet words in ecstasy 
"C'est La Vie"

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Golden Wheat

Golden wheat planted 
amongst lowly grasses
Must learn to withstand 
life's stormy weather

(c) Copyright Christine Kysely

(May 13th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)

Details | Ballad | |

Tribute to bob Dylan

Tribute to Bob Dylan

I remember well when I was young
And music was my thing
There was Billy, Elvis Cliff Richard
And to me these guys did bring
Wonderful moments in my life
As I bought all of their stuff
But then this other guy came out
And Lord, that was enough

My interest it went to him
Who changed the status Quo
His name it was Bob Dylan
And me I watched him grow
From a young folk star, to a rock legend
He did change music’s face
As he prophesized some potent things
That would touch the human race.

He told us in his screaming voice
[As he played his mystic role]
That all the sons and daughters
Would be out of our control
He sang of the whole world changing
And I’m seeing that come true
Oh Yes, that old Bob Dylan
I loved what he did do.

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Looking is the medicine

Written through the inspiration of John and Carla Sherman. who helped me gain my 
sanity back and through this start writing again.......Peter.

Looking is the medicine

I have been
The enemy of me
Trying to change me every kind of way
But nothing’s helped at all
It’s all beside the point
Now I listen to the words a man did say.

You have to look at you
That’s all you have to do
Then everything will start to come out right
All those things been written
They won’t help much at all
The ‘you’ of you must give the life some light.

Just take a look at you
That’s what the man did say
That’s the only way to lose the fear
Let the light shine on the story
That’s all one has to do
Then truth will come, as life becomes more clear.

This be the medicine
I take it every day
And as I do the lightness touches me
As all the fear is fading
To where it has to go
So I keep on looking oh, so endlessly.

Details | Free verse | |

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 

and sound
survive sadness
out last the past
bond brothers and sisters
of sky
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

so arrogant 
we choose to destroy 
but how can we concentrate 
on methods of malcontent
when god sits at our breakfast table?
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
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.

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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… 

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The Simple Things

The shrieking sun 
& ponderous waters
The cerulean skies
& infinite stars	
The radiant flowers
With silver lined petals

All these things,
Among many,
Are things that amaze me 

But beneath the 
Shrieking sun
Ponderous waters
Cerulean skies
Infinite stars	
& radiant flowers,
Lies sadness
Subtle sadness

Such beautiful things
Can hide sadness
That is why I am afraid
Of the things that amaze me

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.

Details | Ballad | |

Nothing Matters

Inspired by and based on L’Étranger by Albert Camus

I'm a stranger to you, even stranger to me
I'll pass you by like a memory
Of innocence and ignorant bliss.
I feel nothing every time we kiss

I feel nothing each day I'm alive
Nothing matters, we're all gonna die
When and how, I could not care less
I don't care for the life over which you obsess

It can be changed but should I bother?
This life is just like any other
So taciturn and disarrayed
Oh, didn't Mother die today?

Reflecting the sunshine on the blade of a knife 
To turn away or to take his life?
I stopped to think as he hit the floor
His breathless body took four more

Now I'm being punished for refusing to lie
If my life is the price then I'll sacrifice
I am not like you, I refuse to pretend
And if truth equals crime then I will not amend

It can be changed but should I bother?
This life is just like any other
So taciturn and disarrayed
Oh, didn't Mother die today?

But I found myself in this nothingess 
And learnt to embrace the indifference
The end is nearing but there is no pain
For some strange reason, I feel happy again

I'm a stranger to you, even stranger to me
My blind rage has washed me clean
Proud to say that in this life so absurd
I never belonged to your condemned herd

I could have changed it but I didn't bother
This death is just like any other
So taciturn and disarrayed
Oh, dear Mother, I'm alive again

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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.

Details | Acrostic | |

Lost In Thought

Now who would of thought the thoughts that would truly get the mind lost in fragile thought?
 So much on our known life, 
about unknown death when we laugh at others but at ourselves we really cry, 
in our very own hidden truth lies, 
amongst our own poeple who we defy, 
until we fight, 
for wrongs for personal rights, 
**** the darkness is what make us appreciate the light, 
I dont talk the talk nor do I walk the walk because I walk my talk while I swagger and swerve im my talks through these walks,
 Life can get so messy with death that its time for those of us here to grab the broom so God can mop,
 I live life to the fullest with what little I have because I dont have a lot, 
I live life shitty sometimes like almost everyone else like it or not, 
Im not special Im so unique Im individual with word talent I know I got, 
I know what I dont have so its important more knowledge among me is sought, 
I can be wrong half the time but can still make it 100% right I was self-taught among a young soul that seems to be bought,
 I got a bad limp but dont get me wrong I can still gallup through darkness while I jog lost in the early morning fog waiting to be patiently found in the midnight lounge where I trot,
 Truly lost so easily in profound hard thoughts litterally running from the cops waiting to duck and dodge from open gunshots,
 Bodies and shells drop where caskets are made among a dying crop, 
I can still make a splatter where there was just but a tiny dot, 
I used to have merely nothing now atleast I can truly say I have a safe spot, 
I was found looking for truth in lies lost in thought....

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Beyond the Frontier

Where am I? Why is it dark?
This isn’t what I had in mind when I left the park…
Why isn’t the wind whispering…the songbirds singing?
All I remember is a telephone ringing…
A scream and a crash and a pain in my side…
Is this what happens after one’s died?
I don’t feel like myself, I feel wild and free,
Yet I’m cold and alone, 'stead of filled with glee.

My whole life I’ve studied, and pondered, and prayed,
Trying to fathom what would happen this day
But now that it’s here, I’m beginning to fear
Maybe the afterlife’s not what it appears…
It’s certainly not what I’ve been told by my preacher
Or my parents or brother or best friend or teacher…
Is it a bad thing, or is it good?
Maybe it’s just not quite understood...

While I was on Earth, I just couldn’t wait
To meet good St. Peter at the heavenly gate
And ask him a question or query or two
“What was my purpose?” “What good did I do?”
“What’s it all for?” “How does it all flow?”
“Can I have one more body, one more try, one more go?”
But where is the angel? Where is the gate? And
If this is Hell, then where is Ol’ Satan?
Am I a lost soul? Am I forgotten?
Am I to be left here until I am rotten?

Lo and behold! what, now, can this be?
Is this a wonderful spiritual epiphany?
Is this the magical feeling all souls receive
When they leave Earth? Oh! was I that naïve?
How could I have not seen the realism?
Why was I consumed in man-made idealism?
This is more wondrous than all I was taught
Oh, all the times I argued and fought
With others, ‘bout how their views were asinine
Now I see, theirs were just as wrong as mine!
Little I thought was actually correct!
How, why, did I let others petty beliefs infect
My untouched, my pure, my virgin mind?
I regret all the hours I self-tortured to find
That compared to what I see now, I was empty and blind…

Wait - - What is this that I see?
What is this gateway that is revealed unto me?

Now a door is opened to my immortal soul
I am expected now to enter my life’s final goal…
I am scared, intimidated, but still I am glad…
For the truth I have just seen is anything but bad.
This is the end of my journey, I’ve nothing to fear,
For now I am going Beyond the Frontier.

Details | Ballad | |

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.

Details | Haiku | |


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

Details | Lyric | |

Just Be

Society, community, society, community.
You can leave now and let me be.
I will swim free, free in your sea. 
Your sea? your sea, polluted now, Oh you will never see.
Broken hearts, bodies too, beloved inner child, I love you.
Breathe, breathe, breathe.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.
I know now that this is all I need.
To be. To be. That is all, just Be.
Burn your toys, television too, kill the car, the radio..... 
Unleash, unravel, these boys, disentangle, unblock, reset there mind, please sir,
could you be so kind?
Simplicity, Simplicity, simplicity.
Eye's clenched shut.
Now I know, Alone in my hut, not long to go, you will be free.
Free. free. free.
Buy the car, buy the house, buy the cow, consume, consume, but how?
Now, now, you tell me are you happy? for ever and art thou.
Ah ha, you see, you see.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.
That is all I need, I choose now, my self is free?
Yes, yes, yes sir, me?
Free to sit, sit and just be.
Me? Free? free to swim in this endless blue sea?
I will just sit, sit right here, against this healing earth, oh so very near.
My mind is liquid, free to birth.
Just be. Just Be. Just Be.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.

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 | Ballad | |


Revelation Said In Stone Appeared an Eon ago of Shame and Sin, Something we all know But not it's rise, For is has already became Virtue Flaming Skies from an Angel So Bright The World's Cure for Soul-Blight A Hell on Earth A Savior's Worth So many Dreams are cast then Forgotten So many lives are brought up then just Thrown back down Maybe she is The Cure Maybe she is The Plan All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim Release me and Burn away this land Hold me by The Hand Tell me the past is just pretend Give me The Cure If this is your destiny Then May it be mine I would die in time I'm Just another Obstacle In the way of your divine Wings Forget me Cassandra For Doom was already meant for me All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim Valkyrie of Heart Angel of Grace I surrender to You Savior by Destiny Dispel all Tragedy Especially me All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim

Details | Lyric | |


The book, "Rilke's Book Of Hours" 
motivated me to breath glory
To not waste and have regret
experience now the repository
So when it's all said and done
and I look back on every day
I know I went the second mile
this is what I can say..

I was a guy not afraid to fall
a man who took every chance
Who lived life and had a ball
head over heels in sweet romance
I never once blinked at risk
looked every person in the eye
Accomplished all my bucket list
always told the truth I never lied
Gave speeches that moved crowds
proudly swam against the flow
In elevators I sang out loud
to hoarding wealth I said no
I gave generously to the poor
relational living brought intimacy
Then again I gave a little bit more
no fear of heights in what I could be
I took time to smell the rose
never worried but lived joyfully
Didn't procrastinate, quickly chose
forgave others because I was free

Authentic living I was a genuine friend
Never doubted God beginning to end!

Sponsor: Mystic Rose
Contest Name: No One Lives His Life 
Date: 4-23-14

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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.

Details | Lyric | |

The journey of life

The journey of life,
Like a dream never ending
Unknown destination, consequences unseen.
Yet one has to live for another,
The one who seldom sparks as a lightning
To show the brighter path among                                                                          
others which are darkening.
Family and friends loves you,
Your body and mind.
But yet your soul seeks and keeps on seeking,
Until it finds the real truth of life
which lies covered underneath the ashes of illusion.
The truth is that you have to be brave,
 To leave aside all the relations,
To end the journey all alone,
To be intimate with immortality,
with peace in your mind and not with a mourn.

Details | Verse | |

I am a Seeker

I Am A Seeker

I am a seeker
Trying to find the words
That are good enough to sing
And accompany with chords

I am a seeker
Listening for that perfect sound
That would reach out to everyone
And make them turn around

I am a seeker
Trying to find my true place
Somewhere I’ll feel at home
As part of the human race

Details | Verse | |

The Poetic Blues

I think I self-sabotage unknowingly 
because of fear
So my message goes unheard because I’m afraid to let the people hear
And end up drowning in the poetic blues
doubting my ability to write about the truth;

I dug deeper and deeper into myself trying to write a poem good enough to be free of judgment
Then I stepped out on faith and suddenly I was triumphant 
and my writing grew 
and I was loving it
I had finally passed the fear of speaking and caring about who the fu*c! was judging it

As I wait to be inspired for the next poem, 
I sit and think alone and drown in my sorrows
Listening to jazz, blues and a.m. radio
trying to find an excuse not to perform at the SLAM 
because again I can’t think of a damn thing to write…..
Drowning in poetic blues
Will this be the one that will be thrown away and never be used 

Or will this be the one that transcends the others  
and finally prove that poetry is blues and blues is poetry and hip hop and jazz and r&b, 
Poetry is music and the words dance around in my soul 
and I am free once they become spoken 
In the meantime the paper is where the words will rest 
until the silence is broken

Drowning in the sea of proper delivery 
My voice, my stance, my intensity
How will others interpret the words that I’ve chosen so diligently?
I wrap my soul around the possibility that none of the words I choose – 
will keep me from becoming deluged and trapped by the poetic blues

Somehow my heart refuses to accept that I don’t deserve to have my words heard 
and it takes over this whole process
No more time for shrinking and feeling less
I was born to  make my words manifest light
I am a gorgeous medium to the truth yeah that's right
I was sent here to give you a piece of good news
Remember that God is with you when you get
The poetic blues

Details | Lyric | |

Devil's road

Leaving behind the refined day
A silent night, bright moonlight, you're here to stay

Disposed from a curse, i give away, set free
Darkness in the horizon, i closed my eyes to see

Assembling the patterns of the shattered soul
Making a pledge with no control

All morals have been sold
A clear path showing the road
Dominated by the scent of black roses and seeds of gold
It's devil's road, you've been told.

Details | Free verse | |

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

Details | I do not know? | |

Many Questions, One Answer

The bills, the pain, the drama, the rain
The storm grows larger and floods your brain 
With thoughts that begin to drive you insane
 Like, if I trust God will it all go away?
What am I missing? Empathy? Faith?
What will happen if I stay on this pace?
Am I one of those people that God can replace?
If I don’t change now is it hell I face?
Could we all be afraid of meeting our fate?
All these years trying to find someone to relate..
Is it true you can fall victim of a time and a place?
If I pray hard enough can I erase [pause]
The anger, the envy, resentment and hate ?
or at 25 years old could I be too late?
To try and change my life to get a new slate
And chills cover my arms and my heart begins to race
All of a sudden I can’t hear any rain
Laughter replaces the fear that remained 
and God lets us know it will all be ok
Forgive those around you and thank God for each day
Think with your heart and in Gods you will stay.

Details | Lyric | |

The Coming of the Nothing

Collegiates and learned mercenaries
Await their time to lead the willing minions
As lemmings, suicide seems ordinary
Both deaf and blind, devoid of all opinions

Ageless as time itself, she waits
An elixir of evolution
Needing no cure, no answers
No humankind solution

What stops us moving forward
What keeps us all enchained
What keeps the starving hungry
What drives a world insane

A galaxy here, a universe there
Speckled by constellations
But man it seems is content to fight
For the sake of his small nation

Black as an empty starless night
Deep as the hungry ocean
Timeless as death, on its endless flight
In a time of perpetual motion

What stops us moving forward
What keeps us all enchained
What keeps the starving hungry
What drives a world insane 

When will it end, God only knows
As greed alone inspires us
Old Earth, its very soul exposed

Details | Lyric | |

we all the same

Appraisal seams spontaneous
Greet to all deny leaving in iron chest
Without shedding blood would possible
We all deserve to be in love and love
We all the same what hate got to do

Details | Free verse | |

Holding The Sun

I grew up in a place I didn't want to be
Became someone that i knew i didn't want to be
Society grabbing me by the throat telling me to be me
But who are they to say that I should be what is not me?
Catastrophe shaking this world, leaving fault lines at the finish line
Scarred for what we have to look forward to
You can't put your soul on hold for all your past pretensions
Earthquakes changing the course of continuation
Throwing vibes from left and right
Hitting the pedal to ignite
What imperial dilemmas that arise from such despise
From what i know i'm just another reflection of disguise, who am i?
Those that float around with no worries in the world,
Don't care about the money, all they've got is what's gold
The people who kill, for power and respect
Dont realize what is out there is what's in the next step
And it's all in their head
We've got all of eternity
The tower of destruction that'll set us all free
Cause in the end we always find that there's another place to be;
physically or mentally.
People walking around with frowns carved into their faces
I wonder if theyll ever look up and see that they've been going places
All along, 
Giving up falling down through the cracks of the ground
They're at fault for all loss that was among their own soul
Oh, its a cold world
As it slowly turns, im watching the clock tick as i feel the room burn
And its funny, that people try to play the game of constant manipulation,
Repeated deification.
Thinking they were born alive, but really,
They were only born to die.
No not everyone lives under the sun these days
A lot of those that fear thy own will fall pale in the shade
Under a dead willow
How we all want the sun because it's here for a reason
We all expect it to invest in the seasons
The government work of treason,
Throwing ropes to pull it down
Making this place so much hotter than it was when underground
I can't stand to be bothered by the burn that it's put on my wrist
From slamming this door shut, we've got to put an end to this
We're destroying what's inside ourselves cause of things on all the shelves
Yet he destroys, and he breaks, so we build
They take the money, and we run it while they kill
Although it's kinda funny that the state depends on pills,
I'll hold the sun and run away from all that's real.

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I am but a Vessel

I wish I were empty, 
I could easily be filled with that which is from God. 
Yet I have been filled with the things of this world.

Pour out my Self, 
fill me with the Spirit, 
the good gifts from God.

I am but a vessel,
that which enter me is that of which I am full.
I must fill myself with that which is from God,
I must surround myself with Him,
so He is that of which I am full.
Fill me up Lord.
For when I am full of You,
....of Your Love,
....of Your Word,
that is who I will be
....Your Love.

Fill me with Your Love Lord.
I will travel through this world,
I will not be swayed by worldly temptations. 

The more of You that lives in me
the more of You there is to fill this world.

Use my body as Your Vessel
to bring the world to You Your Glory Your Grace Your Mercy
....and Your Love. 
Fill me, Lord, with Your Great Love.

Details | Lyric | |

It's a crying shame

It’s a crying shame

In the midnight hour
I stroll along this shore
A silence comes on over me
I’ve felt this thing before
It’s a kind of joining up with God
Whatever that might be
In the midnight hour so all alone with me.

So early in the morning
Before the dark has gone
I stroll along these wetland trails
My heart all filled with song
I hear the birds who come alive
Sing their prayers for the day
In the early morn, the whole world seems okay

It’s a crying shame
That the silence has to go
Amidst the noise of the market place
What happens to that glow
That come when folk are not around
Oh, it’s a crying shame
It might be that it’s only me to blame.

I walk amidst the market place
With all the noise it makes
The gossip and the judgements come
It’s noise for it’s own sake
As I try to find the silence
Of the morning and the night
I am searching for that source of all delight.

Details | Lyric | |


You can think of all the people
Like John Lennon used to do 
You can have the heart of Bono
Give your life in service too

Have a noble cause when you're ready
Lord knows the need is great
Belong to the UN or the Peace Corps
I'm sure it wouldn't be a mistake

But every person on the planet
Has a vacuum only God can fill
You can't find it in the rat race
The peace you crave comes in the still

So don't look at your circumstance
Don't focus on how things should be
A peace sign on your car is not important
Until you look inside you'll never see

That Peace is not a cause or a movement
It can't be found in anything you do
The source of it isn't made of matter
Peace is simply God in you!

Lyric poem

The Peace Sign Contest
Sponsored by: Kristen Bruni

Details | Epic | |


hello my friend, stranger walk by,
borrow a moment, spare me your lie,
through pen of the narrow and mist of an eye,
below absolute zero, someone will die;
sentence to rambler, apple hereby,
flute of the meadow, mandrake will cry,
in front of the riddler second might try,
get out of here mortal,
exit near by-e.

angry as he strike out his pen,
get out of here demon, get out of this den,
in thousands of years how long has it been,
when scriptures wear sandals;
on meadow you land, many bear seasons,
stakes shall bend, lantern still burning,
your letter is send.

Details | Verse | |

Armageddon Pt 1

It's bout to get worse
It was written in the verse
The truth hurts

When the time comes
No one's gonna hold up a sign
saying it's time to "get right"
It's gone come like a thief in the night!
Blowin' up and wreckin ish!
The war you want is the war you gone get
It was written before our time
We keep looking at the signs
manifest before our very eyes
constantly denying our right
to be one of the meek ones of our time

We're at the end of what used to be existence
Every super power will answer to a higher power 
so pray repentence
The time is closer than any distance
From Washington to Obama
No one will escape the wrath!
Hope you choose the right path!
Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks
that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one
Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones
and accurately take in knowledge of his son?
OR will you perish in the dust
never to be awakened again?
No consciousness of sin

It's in the verses
Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it
You see the times changing
You see the minds fading
You see the world and how messed up it is
You see that nigga satan and his curses!
I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses!


Details | Free verse | |

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.

An endless groan
Argumental paralysis
The debate grants no throne.

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.

Details | Lyric | |

Born out of rhythm

      Born Out Of Rhythm.

Born out of rhythm, in a world so filled with din

A man just born to suffer, or there ain’t no moving in

He was born beyond the other side of town

And he never lets his burdens weigh him down.


He’s trying to grab the sky to find the way

The future where, and where was yesterday?

He’s trying to be a nowhere man

And no one strives to really understand.

He moves into a corner as they try to keep him down

He knows another world 

so his words they try to drown.

Born to be humbled, he can’t let them get him down

As he throws away his pride

lets them treat him like a clown

Or anything, it doesn’t mean a thing

 As he tries to wither, sees what that will bring.

Written in 1990.

Details | Lyric | |

Last Night This Canalbank Was Home

Last night, this canal bank was home
I see the tossed newspapers blow
And a solitary brown blanket lie
Where not all that long ago
Someone slept... but they were not camping
This was home last night
And, as I approach the bridge
I see him sitting there... on my right...

Hes old and weezened, lights a cigarette
Or at least his best to do so he does try...
And I ever the Christian full of compassion
Keep my distance and hurry by.

Details | Lyric | |

Tea Time

Love in your bones, perfection, divine, a wandering heart pure is thine?
A moment in time, immaculate, sensual, alive, we align.
A mass of vibrating energy combines.
Lost here, safe there, warm dear?
Our love melts crippling fear.
There is no divide. No moon owns this colorful tide.
So now we jump! 
Inside my manic depressive ride.
Will I? can I? Abide? to society now, I have a bride?
Shirtless, shoeless, beard is long, happy am I.
Fear not, even King Kong.
Wife at home, smoking tea and high.
Jesus Christ! I sigh. sigh. sigh..
You pinned my soul, my thoughts and I..... 
Dreamed to die.
My, my, my.
Your cold hard shell.
I loved you then and wished you well.
A living breathing tree did fell.
Is it cold in this, your damp black cell?
For this happy fat sow.
Expectations melted, I chose, I allow.
By camp fire I love. I warm, with stars above.
Tea in hand, lying back, to know someday I will love.
I toke on tea, enjoying my smoke. I love it here, so real. 
For me, for me, I toast, I joke, this bloke owns nothing.
Sorry. I lied. Frothing. I do own something this lovely green smoke.
You strive for things, material and plastic, a waste of energy, I think, a joke.
Funny you see? means nothing to me, like you I wrote.
Happiness is. So very near, its here, shockingly clear.
Your mind, your head, to freely choose.
Before your old and dead, dead, dead.

Details | Romanticism | |

Prime Mover

Like the seraphs whose wings unfold,
Christ's light and glory goes not untold;
as the love of his humble grace
moves inside me all time and space,

as the planets orbit heaven's sun
and encircle it one by one--
so, too, am I caught in his sway,
beloved of him from day to day.

Through hosts of astral dimension
God's angels fix their attention
with expectancy and burning pause
amidst the universe's First Cause.

He, the one true Incarnation  
that begets cosmic causation,
resolves the Infinite Regress
from the pre-Socratics' egress

with his omniscient wisdom
and the archives of his kingdom
where all can come and read and know
what miracles he'll yet bestow.

Details | Shape | |

Uncle Sam's Hokey Pokey -- shaped as his top hat


Uncle Sam's Hokey Pokey
                                     l      l      l       l        l 
                                     ya' put your red flag in
                                      put your red flag out
                                       put your red flag in
                                               and ya'
                                       shake it all around.
                                       *           *          *
                                  ya' stop this hocus pocus
                              and we'll turn this thing around
                                end war's what it's all about!

Details | Free verse | |


I'm like a lion
Tryin to be  trained
to behave in a cage, but
I wasnt born to be tame
Full of stress and rage
 Im compressed and chained
Infected with depression
beCause I cant catch a break
Lifes taste is so tart
In pain from my scars
Stained by lame luck
Stuck behind apace car
I strive to write
But all I can type is the space bar
I'm Pervaded with doubt
About to freakout
Quick Someone bail me out
I would sniff my way out
but I got this cyst on my snout
From 6 years of this drought
Im sittin with this could of pout
Stickin to me like jam from a can
like melted candy in your hand
I'M a pantree full of Spam
 A Letter without the stamp
A debtor without a plan
Like chicken on a pan without any Pam,
Damn I'm starting to get pissed
 I got to devise a plan, before I break my fist,
Punching this brick wall, I got the spit but no ball
got the wits with no squall, like a toliet with no stall
 Slippin in a pit fall, Shiz just snow balls
I want to brawl, missed last call
My Stick shift just stalled,
This lawl has no intention at stopin at all
And I'm kicking myself in the balls
like old men walking up and down the halls
so i flop, just like a dust mop
Now i got knots in my food box
The size of king kongs rocks and
Every door has been locked
I try to soar but its all for not

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Through that door

Through that door

As the Sun crashed through my window
As the birds awoke the dawn
My mind made new by daybreak
It became the day reborn.
And a whisper stirred within me
From my heart arose these words
“Go through that door to the other side
Then you’ll  “hear” these blessed birds”.

And those trees did softly rustle 
In the early morning breeze.
And I became the morning 
and the breeze that moved these trees
And the whisper softly told me 
As the dawn it beckoned me
“Go through that door to the other side
Then you’ll dance just like those trees”.

Through that door, through that door
Go through that door beyond.
Just keep on moving to the other side
Let the shadows all be gone.

That door seemed so elusive
When I sought it with my mind
Then the whisper seemed to tell me
Just leave your mind behind
Then I felt the sweetest music
As the trees they shone so bright
And as I wandered through that door
I felt such sweet delight

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The last journey

The Last Journey.

I’m going home my song is over
The actor rests his time has come
I’m going to cross that mystic river
 And gaze upon that clear bright Sun.

Well I can hear the whisper calling
And telling me “your time has come”
The image dies the mask is falling
No more the many, there’s just the one.

As energy is dissipating
All worldly cares they wilt to nil
There’s no more wrath, there’s no more hating
There is no thing just a space so still 

I say goodbye to all who knew me
But do not grieve for me when I’m gone
I’ll rest in peace my friends but someday
I’ll come again to sing my song.

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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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The Moment of Atonement

My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;

Forgive me
for I have distorted thee:
lying passionately,
I failed to accept you
by chimera deceptional
I wanted to surmount you
believing myself
to be exceptional.

Forgive me My World
my bitterness,
and selfishness;
for a fool I was
since the truth 
was consciously unknown to me
thus calamitious the discovery would be.

Please forgive me
all the souls my ambition eradicated,
all the feelings my sharp tongue destroyed,
all the emotions my cold heart repudiated,
for how much all those deeds I enjoyed.

I was then infected;
the infection seemed incurable
as I wanted it to be -
or wasn't I aware how diseased I was?

My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;

Forgive me
my blindness
to the beauty of life;

With myself in centre
I would not look around
for distorted was my perception
by a deceitful projection
of perfect me in faulty universe.

My Dear World,

Thank you
instant recovery of my senses,
the wisdom you blessed me with,
the pain myself was redefined through.

Yester year
I reached the deepest depth
slowly losing my pride -
my psyche was nearing death
in plight I could hardly abide -
I understood a mere human I am.

Now I laugh
enjoying my life
every day forsooth
and with ruth.

Thank you
My Dear World
Please, forgive me.

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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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Morning sunrise
Perfect day in Eden
I breathe in fresh air
A world where we're together
Until you came along
Life had no harmony
You are my song
A song I'll sing forever

Let's sing, let's sing it forever
Yeah, Together!

I wanna say it, wanna shout it
Wanna know all about it
Everything you do
Keys to your clues
Know all your cues
Everything you do
Wanna know all about it
I wanna say it, wanna shout it

Unlocked door
Mysterious tree in Eden 
One bite and you'll know
Everything that's been hidden
Temptation so strong
To remove the unknowns
But will we know we were wrong
Why this fruit was forbidden

I wanna say it, wanna shout it
Wanna know all about it
Everything you do
Keys to your clues
Know all your cues
Everything you do
Wanna know all about it
I wanna say it, wanna shout it

Let's take a bite, it feels right together
Now Eden's gone
Eden's gone forever!

*When mystery dies.. Eden dies!

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hip hip hurrah, herc shot hera
sick sad era, tri city terror
dirty land lover, lips hit terra
karma bent over,  messenger error
never say neva, davin say better
no pain no gain, accept the rainy weather
paint a pic pretty , slip on slick cities
have a lot of lovers, none top sarah
no what im knowing, dont want a slow down
respect is expected, never threw a hoe down
zeus with an entourage, party never undersized
tities no mardi gras, let loose like karamazovs
other moment ostracized, flow never oxidize
freaky with an extra eye, good times multiply
mr go getter, killed the baby sitter
no one does it sicker, crazy cause I know I die

we gots to live, like this life is the last
we cant plan the future, no change for the past
im a make the most before my ghost has to crash
blast thru the basic come away with the cash

one trick pony, faulty cause its special
colts get bolted, stuck in their mental
yellin out mommy, darwin wasnt gentle
change for survival or b**** shut your dental
d*** headed central, quick wit essential
lifes experimental, body a holy temple
soul instrumental for flying to light levels
trying a tight bevel tieing a rhyme pretzel
spy verse spy verbal, try to size circles
circumsize virgos, turpentine turbo
egos in slow mo, vertigo a go go
ho ho flow curdled, tossed into inferno
my syllable allegro caused a bloody gurgle
my soliquoy symbols,  got my butt buddies hurtful
enemies closer choked till their purple
envy nocturnal to my bright concerto

we gots to live, like this life is the last
we cant plan the future, no change for the past
im a make the most before my ghost has to crash
blast thru the basic come away with the cash

four arm charmer, mystic in the making
awake no alarmer, physically shaking
visibly debating, if misery is waiting
shake till its fading, without hesitating
didi waits for no one, i happen to grow some
dropped as a we lad, learned by my lonesome
others had a helping, served me a surprise
no need to refy, interest past the demise
loan me a pice of mind, no need for a slice a pie
history wasn't lies, just under another guise
repition important, reputation not fortune
though I was fortunate, it was hard to notice horton
praise to the doctor, metaphors for healing
been a force with feeling, opens doors in ceilings
benefits appealing, to consumers when teething
people angry competing, without finding a meaning 

we gots to live, like this life is the last
we cant plan the future, no change for the past
im a make the most before my ghost has to crash
blast thru the basic come away with the cash

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It was called a planet when I was young
Placed in the Milky Way  after the "big bang"

Pluto is the Roman's underworld god
Hades to the Greek now that isn't really bad

Discovered by American Clyde Tombaugh in 1930
At that time to be called a planet it was deemed worthy

Seventy six years later they suddenly decided 
From the nine planets Pluto should be booted

It is just  poor  little Pluto's very sad fate
Because the planets now are no longer nine but eight

Because the IAU members have voted on the motion
Now the small planet has gotten a demotion

Now Textbooks worldwide would have to be reprinted
Governments to the  cost of reprinting will be subjected

Because Pluto is small the educational world will be affected
The old teachings about the planets will now have to be corrected

Older people will have to do some "unlearning"
Science teachers would have to do a lot of re-explaining

But on this matter it's the IAU that has a say
So we just have to obey and do things their way

I personally don't see why it is important to reclassify Pluto but I do see it's effect 
on the education budget of third world countries. The Philippines for one have no 
budget for textbook printing until 2010 and so the correction will have to wait until 
that time. Meanwhile it is up to the teachers to remember. God help the kids who 
rely on textbooks for knowledge.
But it has been done, was finalized on the 24th of August 2006.
Pluto have now been demoted to a Dwarf Planet
If you want to read more about it, just check it on the net-JEB

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Turning Chaos Into Harmony

1.)  I’m mostly brain-dead nine to five,    
But suddenly I come alive
When I have an idea for a song.   	 
For me there is no greater boon
Than putting lyrics to a tune.		
I feel like a genius all day long.

2.)  Music sends you to foreign place:		
Around the world or outer space--
Russia, China, Africa or France.			
It can raise you up or take you down
With a major or a minor sound;		
Lull you to sleep or make you wanna dance.

3.)  Music is so fundamental,			
You might say its elemental.
It’s in our cultural identity.			
Babies can sing before they talk,
And like to dance before they walk.		
Seems it’s hardwired in our circuitry.

4.)  We proclaim our liberties 			
And reverence our dieties,
With our anthems and our sacred hymns.	
My hope for ‘eternal glory’
Is a catchy song that tells a story.		
For me that is like a priceless gem.

The Nirvana in my universe:			
Composing clever rhymes and verse,
And putting them into a melody.		
Choosing a scale to fit the words
Helps me find the proper chords--		
Turning chaos into harmony.

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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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In Spite Of You

In Spite Of You It pays to lose. Victory can be found even in defeat. Despite her utter rejection, Even my cause having no affection- At least not to my avail. Admittedly, at the time it doesn't feel so well. Nevertheless, Ultimately I did not fail. Although my sweet talking didn't get me anywhere, I still will get my share. I now pay tribute to your sarcastic farewell. I have and will continue to do exactly so, and fare well. Let me explain. Beauty inspires me. The higher the volume, the better the quality. My thoughts concerning your exquisite features- Were good enough for my poem for you to wind up being featured. Soon enough It will be available in fine print along with the others in paper back. Then I’ll tell you as you told me. Picture that. Meanwhile, I’m kicked back until it's time to cash in. And tally up the dividends. Do you understand what I’m saying? Do you see? Love me. Love me not. Feel me. Hate me so. Even prorate me. I control the monopoly.

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Beyond The Sun

Of 2000 years ago Beyond The Sun
There once was a Prophetic Son
With a Mother of Wisdom
The Matriach of Sublime
She shows the way in time
There's a locked cage in my heart
And it's tearing me apart
Sophia you hold The Key
Why don't you open if for me
Beyond The Sun
A Dove, a Flame (Beyond The Sun)
Regina Sapientia is Here (Beyond The Sun)
Beyond The Sun
A Dove, a Flame (Beyond The Sun)
Regina Sapientia is Here (Beyond The Sun)
There's a locked cage in my heart
And it's tearing me apart
Sophia you hold The Key
Why don't you open if for me
Beyond The Sun
A Dove, a Flame (Beyond The Sun)
Regina Sapientia is Here (Beyond The Sun)
Beyond The Sun
A Dove, a Flame (Beyond The Sun)
Regina Sapientia is Here (Beyond The Sun)

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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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A Tangled Curse

Sightless visions of this world
Collapsing reason, the rising scared
Disillusion breaking bonds
The gravity of this collective song

The undeterred replacing truth
Teach detachment to the youth
Complexity and blinding games
Reattaching trauma’s shame

Cold perception blaming loss
Upon reflections in the frost
Banished hearts creating schemes
Against ourselves; this broken theme

The self-receptive caught within
The fear of self within their skin
It’s in this place we choose our worth
While people fight upon the earth

The gravity that passes by
We’re falling down, or into the sky
No more places left to hide
We forgive the past, or our future dies

This illusion breaking fast
We fight against the spells we cast
Between the earth and universe
We must dissolve this tangled curse

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for my son( anti thug preparation)

these people are bugged
I ain't trying to raise my son to be no thug
end up somewhere gasping for air coughing up blood

over some beef in a club
a chick or some drugs
son this world is cold you Better keep your thinking cap snug

be observant when nescesary challenge the grain
exercise your brain and still stay nice with those thangs

to GOD I pray you never have to cock and aim
but some folks don't believe that fire is hot until they're engulfed in flames

analyze life eliminate the bullchit
I been down the road to nowhere son thats a wasted trip

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A Thousand Degrees

Awaken frozen years of fright
The light that died within the night
The last of all you want to be
In eyes that no longer want to see

The turning of your sins to truth
Experience that handed proof
That falling down will make you rise
The mirror burning through your lies

Awaken shivering months of pain
The same old story; same old games
The fear that sunk into your heart
In hate you thought could not depart

Through every hurt that cracks your throne
There’s a silent story to decode
Now understand; ignite your mind
Now light the way and step outside

Awaken screaming days of loss
The counting down of every cost
The breaking child becoming ice
In eyes that suffer a thousand lives

Awaken this moment of return
Though the pain will briefly burn
Step through your shadow and become
The shining light without the sun

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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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For Bruce Springsteen

for bruce springsteen...

it was a rain-swept monsoon day

way back then, so many moons away

when i felt the music strumming in my veins

setting me free like a runaway horse without any reins

you sang of simple truths, 

your verse spoke to people just like me

in my lonely, wasted, and desolately quiet night

as you screamed out tragic human wrongs, and of everyone's plight

'bobby jean' spoke to me

of that girl down the street

glimpses of whom, we as innocents would furtively meet

and 'the river' that flowed through my ever-barren heart

led me down further roads of thunder

when slowly i finally learnt that the hardest part was fighting on

and never to surrender

to the hard-luck dreams that were born to run

while i danced in the dark 

with memories vivid and stark

even as i whined like that dog who for forever lost his howling bark

and then a 'human touch' came along

and 'better days' seemed real, not just words in a song

and still you sang and swayed and spoke straight into my unseeing eyes

as gardens of secrets were opened, and as your fist punched the skies

in an anger that i too felt and in whose cauldron i too burned

as we saw murder get incorporated, while on its wobbly axis, our fragile world apathetically turned

and then suddenly i was told that i was all grown up

working on a highway of scattered ideals

and absolving myself by sprinkling some coins in a waiting cup

well, after all these years of walking along so many a thorny road

with an armour of your verse covering me, even as i hear them taunt me and even as they continue to goad

but now i can feel myself fading away, into the bleakness of this coming night

just like the ghost of that old tom joad...

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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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turbulent serenity

it looks humble 
but harbors trouble. 
a pregnant silence 
nurtures violence. 
it is threatening, 
it is frightening... 
a silent silence whispers vengeance 
it is worse than an out-spoken uproar. 

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My rhymes are timeless while this time is lifeless
why is life this kind less, reminds me that this
mind is spineless ready to tip and quit, as
my lies become mindless and get swollen shut
and Stuck up inside my sinus
Drivin in my prime but with no optimus
Victim to the flip-side of the Midas
Running through my blood like a virus
The sun makes my skin mundane
rubbin on ben gay but get arthritis
touch spermicide and converts to hepatitis
I hit the plus sign but it just musters up a minus
I'm seen sucking my thumb like the peanut's Linus
I run and duck when I hear the sirens cause
I abducted the president's Nike air pumps
now air force one is trying to find us
I'm at my desk obsessin about success but
This whole time its been right behind us

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Expanding mind
Taste Sampling
Forbidden pleasure
Mind numbing
Thought inducing
Last Night

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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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Running Out

Written September 14, 2011

Is this how I should feel at times like these
Facing crossroads, not ease
RC running miles on plastic tires
And then batteries run dry

Here I lie on a bed of signal fires
Why didn't you stop before the sign
Frozen in time like the watch you didn't wind
I'm bound by thoughts that bind

Am I the dusty classic
Getting shelved in the highest bin
Am I the friend whose forgotten time
Time and again

Is this the way a boy feels
When he's personified again
Is this the way I should feel
Full of regret and gin

Here I lie on a bed of signal fires
Why didn't you stop before the sign?
Frozen in time like the watch you didn't wind
I'm bound by enemies that bind

The days they run on and on
They seem to have no end
I guess that's how it goes
When you're nervous and frozen

Maybe I should have fought the bout
Cause now its as if time is running out
Is this how time is meant to run
So sharp and so high strung

Here I lie on a bed of signal fires
Why didn't you stop before the sign
Stop before the sign
The sign the sign the sign

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The Crazy Hunter

By: Ali Taha Alnobani

He did not do anything extraordinary
Did not discover the secret of happiness
And surely did not invent the machine that collects rays of the sun in a painting
He sat among his friends proud of his depravities
In an acted way of formalities
Now he can boast about his manhood
Like a foolish boy made of wood
"I spent a wonderful time with her
My soul flew with kisses
And my body was trembling
With a very nice relaxing!
She believed me
And when I left her
Her face was yellow
Like lemon
And my eyes were sparking
Like a demon".
Hunters have no heart
And crimes are their ribbon
His reverent silent friends were looking at him
"My mother taught me:
"It is not a shame for a man to deceive a woman
Females who give you themselves have no honor"
So I hunt women as if I were a trap"
He laughed loudly and removed his cap
Then he rubbed his mustache
And suddenly screamed
"I'm the king
When I touch my ring
I can swallow an angel".
So here in the dark world
We have two sides
Schools for male... And schools for female
Streets for male…and streets for female
Dusk for male… and another for female
And in between
We have crazy hunters
Fond of their depravities

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Without You I'm Scattered in a Wasteland

 Alone in the desert sand, you touched this spirit. 

Continued twisted path, show views of your shade;
Gives strength to weak heart and cavalry's feelings of light.
You're the life's glory of true fame, my home, my path...
Without you I'm scattered in a wasteland.

Your mighty shadow gives energy to this spirit;
And my soul proclaims your live colors of truth...
My whole being is virtuous for your light is on me.
My vision of your sublimity brings me hope... 
Without you I'm scattered in a wasteland. 

Orchids abound in the orchard of my life...
Rainbows on waterfall enchant my soul's eyes;
The ocean sings to me, and I feel your strength.
You're all to me, kind voice... holy guide of my soul...
Without you I'm scattered in a wasteland.

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Think What I Think

Somedays I wish I didnt
Think what I think,
These patterns of thought,
Have me in the sink,
Then bring me to the top,
To put me back in my seat

Somedays I wish I didnt
Believe what I believe,
So I could,
Give into my passion to please,
Dive into my sinful desires,
and have control of my destiny

Everyday, I come to realize at night
With my eyes wide,
That my flesh I dont have to Fight,
Because Christ runs my life,
And he takes the boulders off my shoulders,
I am the gun and he is the holder,
I am the clay and he is the molder,
And his grace is sweeter every moment I grow older

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The Poetry of Shadows

Silence and a stone
A mirror all alone
Shadows on my breath
Stillness seeking life within my death

Vengeance bends my will
The mirror crying still
The shadows hold my hand
Darkness conjures up an evil plan

Attack or break again
Either way’s the same
With horror on my tongue
The shadows claim all I can become

Silence breaking out
The mirror cracked by doubt
A shadow swallows me
The light is gone and I no longer see

Darkness plays a song
My truth now used for wrong
The past becomes today
The backwards child longs to now betray

The silence in his tone
As my screams are turned to snow
Belie his buried schemes
In which the world is lost in his disease

Forgiveness for my tears
Was spent on darkest fears
Now I’m turned to stone
By the shadow-self that represents my soul

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A Night of Forgiveness

The lyrics of our conscience
United in our wars
The golden words are spilling
When our truth has been ignored

The dark ignites our passions
And death will grant us life
Where fallen statues crumble
The earth reclaims our lies

A future heading backwards
Can strangle every dream
But this inner conflict saves us
As we remember why we breathe

Silent is the city
That screaming voices carve
And enlightened is the child
That hears much more when it gets dark

Our fears have lead to glory
All darkness turned to light
And everything that broke us
Has our sympathy tonight

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My Dad Another 24th

Days go past us, as do winds of season,
But never the days and years
That get stuck in some ear and age,
That engulf us like mirages in a desert.

One such mirage in my life is of my Dad,
Always before me, waiting for me;
Yet I never reach in time to be near;
So near to me, yet so far away.

Never did he forsake me, in life,
Never for moment, never for a day;
Always beside me in my hours of need —
A dear friend, a true companion, a great dad.

He suggested the best books to me,
But never pushed them into my hands;
A mere suggestion about the inputs —
The next thing I know, I have my hands full.

He sang tunes soothing, melodious,
But never forced me to listen to any songs;
A mere suggestion about the notes —
My passion for music was born!

His acquaintances, colleagues, all friends;
Value of friends in life is priceless;
A friend is a cool morning breeze,
Surround life with friends, my list’s endless.

Never fear life’s rollercoaster ride;
No problem is without a solution:
Life is too short to fret and fear;
And so, I tried, yet fear engulfed me.

He came back into my life in many forms,
Beating death; guided me with many a face:
As friends, notes of music, verses from books —
He never left me and my life, my Dad.

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Paper-Thin Paintings

Breaking through the darkest night, suffering no more
My dreams are of a deeper place, everything adored
Everything alive, now there’s no such thing as death
Eternity accounted for within a single breath

Walking through an open door, leaving thoughts behind
I drift beyond the maddening love I couldn’t find
Nothing is forgotten, but I can forgive it all
So much truth ahead of me, even if I fall

Flying through the brightest sky, absorbing every sight
Reflections made of paper-thin paintings of the night
A thousand words for every scene, changing them to day
The poetry I leave behind will always keep me safe

Shifting through to higher realms, its beauty washing clean
The ways in which I never could hold my self-esteem
Perspective of the infinite through knowledge I have found
I trust this deeper wisdom to translate all sight and sound

Awakening the visions that have always pulled me near
Rebirth to every corpse of truth in a world dying from fear
An energy envelopes us that asks for our hearts
Discovering that there is more to us was way back at the start

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"Badi Tassalli Se Toda Tha Tumne hamara Dil.
Hum Aaj Bhi Mohabbat Nahi Kar Paaye."

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It's Destny

It’s Destiny

It’s destiny, the trials the stormy weather
All the misery getting lost and feeling better      
The good, the evil, all those pains and joys          
They’re life, they’re part of every girl and boy.

Coincidence, it happens all the time
All those accidents 
all those good deeds and the crimes
They be a part of just the way it is
We’ve not much power when it comes to this

Like matchstick one be drifting
On a wild and stormy sea
As those waves like you be shifting
Well it’s your destiny
So melt like salt that thrown into the brine
Surrender to that ocean you’ll be fine.

Hey ecstasy it’s now it’s always here
And eternity, it’s you, it seems so clear
You’re being called to rise up from the dead
And head for those good places, you’ll be lead.

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A Lost Language

Dancing under moonlight
Haunting through the day
Angels turn to darkness
When the sun does not remain

Invisible and hopeless
The tones in which we speak
Our language can’t describe it
And now our vision’s bleak

A thousand fall at daybreak
A thousand more at dusk
The silence will not comfort
This mirror caked in rust

Dangerous and frightened
All that’s left to see
People fight for nothing
People try to flee

Dancing through this wasteland
Haunting brighter skies
Reminders of our weakness
Reminders of our lies

Visibly we’re broken
But suddenly we speak
The gift of wisdom shines down
The brightness lets us breathe

Dancing into sunlight
Caught within the day
The angels recall caring
Because the darkness never stays

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There ain't no going back

There Ain't No Going Back.

I took a trip across the sea
In the year of ninety eight
To seek my ancient bones of yesteryear
So I  boarded me the big jet plane
For a twenty hour flight
With expectations never really clear.

My past and me came face to face
So I drank a lot of beer
And I coughed and spluttered in that London cold
Then a thought jumped out to bother me
And it came on very clear
That you cannot go back to things of old.

There ain’t no going back
It’s the truth now it’s a fact
That what once was is truly cold and dead
The road may last forever
Yet backwards one moves never
Those days long gone their streets one cannot tread 

So I learned me a lesson
All my ghosts been laid to rest
And England lost a son for evermore
And the bird will no more wander
He will rest beside the nest
For home be where I am and that’s for sure.


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Arcanum Bride

She came to me - becharming was an' fair; 
resound of church bells call - remote Sunday; 
angelical her face in streams of air; 
she fled into my nothingness of gray..

She fled towards the gray - transformed to drops; 
above the fields accepted were her clouds; 
Amid the dusky shadows of tree tops, 
Imparted lives, my aloneness' Styx shrouds; 

Lone arbiter of my arcanum bride, 
my sentiments ascended - to orbit, 
a quilt of nimbus covered me and cried, 
my life became a flight - winds' chorded ambit! 

She stared at me from yonder stills, merry; 
Unreal she reached my soul but was lifeless; 
The trumps of Angels played in notes airy, 
her bridal offered pure affableness; 

In Acheronian lakes I loved her gleam; 
her thousand tears of rain, arcanum song; 
she fled above the cumulus to deem, 
and crown noctilucent my waxed lifelong.

© 02-16-2012, G. V., All Rights Reserved

(The poem is composed in Iambic tetrameter form.
The Iambic pentameter form is closer to it, as a substitute.)

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the hip-
in God's world
there can be no

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Shoot To Kill

Press me in
Turn me out
Fill me up with doubt
I’m a blank slate here
You can write it in clear
Who you think I am
What I’m all about
One word can tear my walls down
And one chance can turn my fate around
A moment can take you away
Take you to a better day

It’s all by chance
So I think I’ll roll the die
Pray I may advance
Cause I’m just getting by

Truth is I don’t know what I’m doing here
I’m not seeing anything clear
It all goes dark and I lose my sight
I know it’s time to stand and fight

Cause when all that mattered is lost
And the monsters steal your will
You’ve got to count the cost
And just shoot to kill

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The Precious One

Abort is not the key
It will have you feeling less
Nothing but pain and regrets
Abort is not the key
She or He is apart of you
Forget the other half
As they get older you will have the last laugh
Children bring nothing but blessings if you do right by them
Forget him
You will succeed
It's your body and your seed
Abort is not the key

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You have no place to run to 
Your game is over now
You have played an evil role indeed
But it’s over anyhow
They say your days are numbered
 And that judgment day is here
 What does it feel like, bold Saddam
To feel this ice cold fear? 

The world has deemed to get you 
Your disposal has been planned
As the fear of you it dissipates 
You have no more command
So many though have suffered 
And many too have died
And now the wheel keeps turning round
And death walks by your side

You’re just a man 
Oh cruel Saddam
You bleed and die just like the rest of us
And now Saddam 
Your soul is damned
It’s been strangled by that power for which you lust

For all that you have lusted for 
You threw away your Soul                                                                                          The Devil filled you deep within 
And you played an evil role.
Now the hordes are out to get you
And fear it dog’s your tread
Saddam, you’re damned you evil man
And soon you will be dead.


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Afternoon of Wonder

This afternoon I will 
        take whatever joy 
  I can 
   A female voice singing 
       leads me to experience 
the feelings of love
    which the unseen has 
    left in the city air
One thousand thousand men and women 
    feel the power of the unseen 
     which generates peace and joy 
What magic has sustained us 
during thei misty afternoon?
  An inkling of what has 
   is available in our 
   sense of wonder 
  which guides all philosiphy 
which gukeds us home

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Song about the Earth (by Vladimir Vysotsky)


Vladimir Vysotsky

Is the earth, as they say, burnt and dried?
Will a seed, as they say, never sprout?
Has the earth, as they say, really died?
No!  It’s taken a lengthy time-out!

Mother Earth will forever give birth,
Its maternity isn’t  a fiction!
Don’t believe that they burnt down the earth,
No! It’s blackened from grief and affliction.

Trenches, running like scars back and forth …
Bleeding guts black shell-craters expose …
They are open nerves of the earth,
Which unearthly unhappiness knows.

It will stand wars and grief — any thing!
It’s not crippled, though booted  and looted …
Don’t believe that the earth doesn’t sing,
That it’s quieted down, diluted!

No, it’s singing as loud as it can
From a trench, from a wound, from a hole!
Since the earth is the soul of Man,
Boots cannot trample down the soul!

Translated by George Tokarev


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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

[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

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--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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As expressions go, some obsolete
Taken for granted, often weak
A closer look, beneath the hood
Lies hidden truth not understood

Children, our future, it’s often heard
A common notion, but how absurd
For children grow, become full grown
Where are these fruits of seeds they’ve grown?

Mistakes were made along the way
Mistakes of old and yesterday
Followed footsteps, no changes made
Trusting that they make the grade

Aged thoughts I beckon thee
Like waves returning to the sea
Give way to change, release your hold
Let reason shine and truth be told

The future’s now, no time to yield
To future minds whose fate is sealed
Like brittle branches on winter trees
The outcome certain you might agree

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I’ve been searching, always searching for a long, long time

As the years be moving on, and my hair is turning grey

As I’m almost on the countdown for my day of truth to come

I’ve been searching, always searching since the day I first begun.

I sought a man of wisdom

And I asked him where it’s at.

He said “my man it’s simple

But you won’t find it like that.

You have seen too many answers 

In those many books you’ve read

Yet the truth be live and breathing

As the words be old and dead.”

“You must move into your closet and you must close that door

And let the silence fill you, let it seep into your core.

You must leave the crowd behind you let it go with all it’s din

Then the truth in all it’s beauty may fill you deep within“.

Written 1996.

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Finding Love

Love is the greatest emotion of them all You're entranced by it once you fall Falling for someone and getting together Commit to them, always and forever Love comes in many forms, at first sight Or maybe on date, dinner outside with stars shining the night Or you feel your world collapsing And realize they're the only column standing Love is bitter, love is sweet Love is a one of a kind treat Love is sometimes all that you need Sometimes you can't find love, no matter the times you plead Why is the latter taking over these days? Why can't love appear without any delays? I tried to find love but i could never find it Is love fiction? An addiction that we need for life to make sense? Helplessly, I do not have an answer This awkward silence is my cancer I've fallen in love many times before But none, so far, were what I was looking for Somedays, it seems much easier to give up and stop whining Some think fate makes love do the finding Some think love matures as you grow till you're in the heavens above Others, like me, just grew tired of finding love

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Dream Liberty -- Butterfly Effect

Butterflies quietly fluttering In my soul Transforming my life Morphing into something so unreal So Different, silently beautiful So hidden and lost A fire dances on my pale iced face Lively prancing as each sheds more light The embers glow in your singed shadow Was this eternity meant to last forever? I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty Punishing the dead Can you never let anything go Is it all to hard to see That your bias takes you on a blinded delusion Where all they plunder is hate Terror is a virtue When becoming a king So cut off the strings of my life With your power And you will see the strength of the dream of Liberty I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty

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Into The Blue

A place where I can go to let down my hair
Become that of a still smooth sleeping bear
Gone with the wind is my worries and cares
Into beautiful eyes, where mine can stare

As each grain of sand slips through my hand
I recall each time that I held your hand
The way you made me feel like a man
This is the place where I can escape,
From Lifes binding plans 

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The Pawn Folly

Sand-like cliffs reaching up as towers
 thier sole purpose, but to measure hours,
 feels a though I'm stuck in a cage
 resulting in more visitations with rage;
There's not enough drink to fade it away
 and too much left to quit it, today.
 A good woman could help me put it down
 but, there doesn't seem to be any of them, around.
Gravity's pulling just as hard as she'd might
 and, the extra pull, has brought upon us, the night;
 and, just as noon can coerce the dew to fade
 night got real lucky, bartering for trade;
for day's sky and night's sky yearned for folly to be
 each dimension's signature for eternity;
 pawn folly was divided into both these domains
 giving birth to split issues, and more difficult planes.
But, on l keep trudging, as on l must go
 who'll win in the long-run, believe l'll never know,
 l've donned my best hat and, my only warm cloak
 but it's hard to realize that I'm the butt of the joke!

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Lydia's DaddY

...eyes puffy                       
      caked up with cry

Daddy ain't comin' home
         she don't know why...
grown folk sadness
         ripping inside her

       All she's known about lovin's 
               in the coffin beside her

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Words sting farther than you know
They stay alive long after you go
I built myself up to the person I wanted to be
But it all shattered with what you couldn’t see
I fade into the faces of a busy crowd
And dream of the words I want to say out loud
Words that release my anxious thoughts
Words from the heart that cannot be bought
Simple words like, “I love you”
That ring deep and true
Words that open me up and bare my soul
Words that weigh so heavy they take a toll
Words like, “everything’s not okay”
And, “I think I need some time to get away”
I want so much to get away from my doubt
To escape this numbing and loveless drought
I need to find the right words to say
Words that can free me of this pain
I need to find the words I want to say
Words that balance honesty and refrain
These words are burning a hole in my heart
And all of my weaknesses are coming out
They fly fiercely across the pages of my mind
As I begin to see my insecurities unwind
They rage war to rise up and show what’s true
Threatening the lives they belong to
Fear rises as I let go and just let be
Breathing out the words that set me free

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Invisible Monsters

The shadows in my dream
Burning through the leaves
Shadows so disturbed
They break me from the good that I have shared

Scraping through the day
The darkness likes to play
Livelihood now gone
Leaving every place where I belonged

Tear me inside out
The shadow starts to shout
Betraying all I need
I pray for strength to lift me off my knees

Darkness in the air
Enveloping my care
Replacing all I say
With quiet paintings whispering this pain

Underneath these screams
My shadow and my dream
Both would claim my soul
But either way the world would eat me whole

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Yester year grievous
brought events mischevious,
fulfilling fate malicious:
my worst fears,
my nightmares vicious;
I was oblivious
to how cruel life can be.

I suffered
soul turned cold,
heart in flames,
my existence- all in vain.

I withstood
all that came
and still waited:
come what may.

My heart burned,
my soul froze
my ego died.

I awoke
coming to life:
yet emotionally indestructible.

No pain is painful nowadays,
no trouble would bother me,
no emotion may hurt;

The sacrifice was cruel,
yet it became fuel
for my new life.

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Welcome to my garden,child
I'm sssure you will be pleasssed
With all my flowersss growing
and my enchanted apple treesss
Follow me to the orchard
ssso you may underssstand
All the knowledge to be given if
you only take the chance
Your bright eyesss glow with wonder
and curious anxiety
SSSo bite into thisss apple and
you will truly sssee what isss to be....

The heavensss fall to darknesss
for your Father had forbode
You decieved hisss only warning from
the liesss you have been told
You had everything you've needed
and ssso you wanted more
You face,now,my obscuritiesss
Your Father closed the door
I am the ssserpent of this world
called devil,demon,sssin
You have fallen to my prey
for I have sssucked you in
The firssst lessson you have learned
from wisssdom you have sssought
Do not ever trussst a sssnake
for all sssoulsss can be bought!!!

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The whisper

The Whisper

In the softness of a diamond studded night
I felt that pregnant silence all around
And the moon she looked so magic in my sight
 As she cast her rich dark shadows on the ground.

I felt that mystic presence in the air
As I sensed an awesome power deep inside
And this essence it pervaded everywhere
As deep within my child, for freedom cried.

I heard the silence whisper to my heart
So soft, but oh so loud, and so, so, strong
As the voice of wisdom gently played it’s part
It’s very purity could not be wrong

‘Accept yourself’ the whisper seemed to say
You never know your time may not be long
Why not be here now, and live your life today?
            And let it be, and dance, and sing your song.

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Just thinking

Just thinking

I’m sitting, and I’m
About the way life
I have earned my
share of karma
I have caused some
I fought a war in
And I’ve seen some
good folk die
And now at almost
sixty five
I watch life pass me

It seems the worlds
gone crazy
Too much push with
nothing gained
With ambition always
And causing so much
With strokes, cancer
and heart attacks
Affecting more and
And every where one
looks, it seems
There’s another
bloody war.

You know, It’s just
ain’t right
All these burdens
caused by man
The world is going
Better stop it while
we can.

I’ve been poisoned
by my country
Such sweet democracy
Now my body breaks
on open
That’s just the way
things be
But it seems I’ve
suffered all in vain
Cause, those leaders
never learn
They’re leading us
straight into Hell
Where all of us will

January 2008.

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Journey Through Fear

Sense of protest under skies
Of inner silence; external lies
I seek protection from within
But still I have to leave my skin

No more spirit in this life
The more I travel, the less I like
A mortal sickness eating love
Too blind to witness the things above

Inward vision appearing weak
More outer strength is all they seek
Destiny and fate entwined
I fall to question what’s in my mind

Sensing darkness in disguise
An inner noise that lacks the light
In desperation I now fade
Another victim of dying days

No more breathing for better things
Only acceptance and fitting in
My nightmares seep into the earth
I have no power, and no true worth

A dream of falling into skies
I am the silent - a wraith in flight
The world I see behind me lost
I wake to protest what I have caught

I asked a question, it opened doors
Experienced the fear we’re taught
I am wakeful, it’s all I need
More understanding is what I seek

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Artists have great roles.
Correcting what is wrong.
Checking what is false.
And advocating for what is right.
Not instigators of conflicts.
Not as well crafter of falsehoods.
I love you, artist.
Layag Sug!

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The Prison Of Knowledge

Already starving, might as well be an artist
a defaulted choice brought by resisting my hardest
Is this movement I want my take-off or my landing?
Will it bring me passed the God of my own misunderstanding?

If I don't know what I choose, then who is to blame?
my intuition or my paranioa? They look exactly the same
that said, is it a perpertrator or an angel that determines my blessings?
its the answers I get that keep me constantly guessing

Science sees the stars but it can't reach them
but truth is mortal as it blooms right from the stem
til fact evolves beyond time's limits, so I can grow
passed the prison of knowledge and onto soul's glow

think to create is my conviction, doesn't mean I'm right
especially when your dark is my light
but I feel it when I say it, so I think I believe it
doesn't make it true and often leaves me to grieve shit

I don't have all the things you want in your life
so don't come to me when my definitions cause you strife 
awe expounds the glory that releases us beyond all questions
hid behind the worship of facts manifesting the law of transgressions

cause facts confine, they adapt, they develop, they reshape,
they grab hold, they attack, they penetrate, they escape
what is everlasting and infinite rests on another plain
not based in matter or sums or left to attain

Science sees the stars but it can't reach them
and truth is mortal as it blooms right from the stem
til fact evolves beyond time's limits so we can grow 
passed the prison of knowledge and onto soul's glow

truth is the lie
spirit sings standing by
don't ask why

actually just don't ask
and let go
let go of all you know
and you'll grow

you'll grow passed invention
passed all tention

Science sees the stars but it can't reach them
and truth is mortal as it blooms right from the stem
till fact evolves beyond time's limits, so we grow
passed the prison of knowledge and onto soul's glow

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Introduction: Wonders of the lights, the meditative aurora of the world...

In silenced sleepless nights
They draw me close to them,
Through visionary lands and sights
Of unfulfilled needs, the worldly fame,

Towards a realm without immorality
The immortality of kindness,
The poignant poise of sympathy
Lives be in them, placidness.

Airy lands of the skies
The soundless voice of paradise,
The symbol peace of serenity
Let it be released - Tranquility.

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If Only

If skies could only hear my voice
And if I ever had a choice
To choose my own way of existence
I would observe life from a distance,
I`d change my fragile body for 
The shapeless wind outside my door,
I`d trade my heart, give up my mind
And leave my thoughts and cares behind,
To breathe sweet freedom every day
And see the world a different way.
While flying through the deserts, oceans
I would get free of all emotions.
No boring sadness, troubling fears,
No life`s addictions, aging years.
Just peace and calm would be my friends,
A quiet dream that never ends.
But in this life of glee and sorrow,
The one i have today, tomorrow.
I `ll walk my journey till its end,
To feel, to wonder and pretend,
That happy moments are worth all
I `ve done and paid to reach my goal.
And in this world both odd and strange
I`m meant to be, to make a change.

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Dusty Love

Kaptain Kundalini

Those unloved, and void of lust
Stagnantly covered in the dust
Waiting to be wiped with thrust
Smoot veils, they’re on the cusp
Of being just one more swept away, unnoticed

Like ancient texts forgotten too
Gone unseen, closed eyes rue
Held in limbo till he says the que
Halted, cold tangled up in the blue
Til’ you stumble upon the dormant love, inside it

Don’t fear what’s been left alone
The empty fields, no one roams
Better than the infested clones
Fruitful minds, now full of bones
Of those who skipped the dusted roads, to fit in

While those that scoff at others
Hide slick lies under the covers
Yet they call eachother brothers
Are trained to bark, hate hovers
Under a clever guise of misguided love, they created

So if you see a book rife with smut
Years of despair in a constant rut
Beguiled of the dustiness in glut
Though beauty lies inside it’s guts
Withhold judgement till you brush the dirt, from your notions

The pages glow, dust now gone
Has been there waiting all along
Yet took the ever slightest prong
Each word bellows a saintly song
That wakes the sleeping eyes to see, the beauty.

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A Frozen World

Breaths of fleeting laughter
Violently commence
But hopeless hereafter
I wade through this pretence

A smile that hides their scheming
A shadow with a rope
As they embrace me coldly
Their darkness binds my hope

All that’s left of courage
Can’t overcome their lies
As their silent words will haunt me
Closer if I tried

Boldness left unsheltered
My heart spilled on the streets
This icy world consuming
Whatever’s left in my defeat

But breaths of silent laughter
Now open up my eyes
Their fears did not consume me
And I can see beyond their lies

Somehow I am smiling
And suddenly I’m free
The sun delivers wisdom
And the fearful now retreat

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Gonna Chase Those Blues Away, To the tune 'Shotgun Blues'

I got worries on my mind,
And the blues weigh down my soul,
I got worries on my mind,
And the blues weigh down my soul,
Gonna chase those blues away,
Try to make myself feel whole.

Gonna forget my troubles
And hold my head high
Shrug off my demons,
The Lord knows that I’ll try,
The blues is heavy,
And it’s weighing down my soul,
I'm gonna count all my blessings,
‘Til they overflow my bowl.

I got my friends,
I know love without end, 
My babe, he stands by me,
And on that I depend,
The blues is heavy,
And it’s weighing down my soul,
But when life feels harder, 
I know I’m still in control.

Well I tried lightnin' up
When the blues pulls me down
Tried lightning up
When the blues pulls me down
It’s hard to feel blue,
When good things are all around!

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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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In the Footsteps of Giants

Written November 18, 2013

I'm a postmodernist in an existential environment
Wondering what to do with nothing
What's the meaning of life?
To be swallowed up by entropy
Imploding what it means to be alive
Watch it rain down a marvelous parade
Of lights and sounds of what surrounds
To celebrate a Pound of Pynchon's pithy
Two words one line
No meaning at all
Canvases as bare as the backs of bureaucrats
Filling in the footsteps of giants
Going toe to toe with Pynchon
Feeling fists that Pound
But it's too bad
Got knocked out in the first round
So as gravity pulls me down
And rainbows surround
Take me out by the crying lot
Hang me by the tree that forgives
Along the sidewalk that never ends

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Exist in Dreams

A dream that dances in waves, and mirrors all you do
So you dance, and hope that some day the song will come from you
This dream is all that exists, and all you’ve ever known
The song is picking up speed, so it’s follow or fail alone

A flame that flickers in sync with the shadows by your side
The rain puts out the light, and causes you to hide
This nightmare is all that exists, and all you’ve ever known
But this song still hasn’t stopped, and so you dance alone

You cherish sand on the banks of a path winding through a storm
This desert trail is all that you see; too blinding to look beyond
This path is all that exists, and the only way to go
Holding close the sand as you sing, just so you’re not alone

The sand is part of the storm that makes you close your eyes
But now the wind starts to slow, and the scenery makes you cry
This life is all that exists, and the only way to go
The sand falls through your hands, and you carry on alone

A love that blooms into being beneath the darkest skies
Is a life that will venture out despite the lonely nights
So scared, but so unafraid to find what you need to be
Despite the fear that prevails, and tells you what to see

The flames steady and still, and a shadow kneeling down
The rain cleansing your heart as all your fears drown
The sand creating a path, and shielding you from pain
And now, with the wind at your back, you remember why you came

To dream a light shining out for all the world to see
To be more than you think, and beyond all that will be
To create a desire to be the creators of our dreams
To become the mirror of self, and reflect our unity

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Fractured Universe

Soulful, refracted replies
Strike the sun; reflect in my eyes
The layers of pain punished within
Judgement ends, just to begin

Cycle through the spiralling keys
Unlock the doors that tragedy needs
Watch the world gather in force
The mirror’s arms reach for my cause

Held too close, by aching demand
Fickle lies become mountains of sand
Held too close, we turn to dust
Spread upon the truth we encrust

Soulful, refracted denial
Strikes the moon; reflecting the miles
I walked through pain, all in my mind
The judgement ends, so I can find

The truth of self, beyond this world
Where shadows fade and everything’s heard
The truth of all, within my heart
Where light now grows and the universe starts

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The fates of newborn children were marked in separate cards
Long before their souls flew in their clay figurines like birds.
Beyond doubt, all cards are marked and all fates will collide.
Like the clashing objects in rough whirlwind or Tsunami tide.

My destiny is written, imprinted in a veiled card, so too yours.
All of our fancies, desires, wishes, aspirations will encounter
With engraved truth in cards. The Reality always overpowers
The fake phantoms of Fancy. More or less, we all must suffer.

Let the Cards clash in swirling winds, waves of Providence
For we all are destined, bound with a resilient string of Fate.
Some unseen Hands are weaving the gyrating yarns, hence,
The clashing Fates will blow the trumpets of Love or Hate.

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Out There We Are

We are the ordinary..
We are the simple...
We are the thousand petaled lotus flower... blooming  with extraordinary grace
We unfold with all passions power...
We are the ancestors...kissing the Earth...touching the sky.. feeling the heart 
of our infinite universes, We the gods are inside out...

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The Lucidity of Time

Witness the veil of lucid time
Asleep to awake, again to find
The moment always slipped away
The vanishing act of this present place

The word devoted to unwind
The threads of despair that intend to bind
The ways we now want to forgive
To the lack of a voice in how we lived

This moment offering reprieve
Upon realisation that what’s perceived
Is pain from pages burnt at last
As we fear the future will return to ash

The void within what we disturbed
The passing of anger never left unheard
The deepest loneliness we struck
More incentive to burn before we read the book

But witness the veil of lucid time
Asleep and awake, as we dream our lives
Between the past and future’s route
This moment exists if it is for truth

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What if I die, would I be a bother?
If I drawn, would love come to me from another?
Thin as air, I float among “others”
All of my past, my sadness, my hopes, my dreams, my lovers…
Vanish! Lost! To the edge of unknown…
Solitude, a heartbeat away…
For only me, my thoughts, there we lay
A sight, a movement…invisible to the “others”
Who are the “others”?
Fathoms of my past imagination?
 Specimens of my own creation?
Now I sit here, and write..
Awaiting salvation
A reincarnation of myself, if you will!!
For my time here is done
My journey is complete…
Away! Away! I go
Where?, I am yet to know?
A lifetime I waste on useless beliefs
That peace lies within the heart of many
Or, those fiendish deeds do not in fact transpire by any
No sweet thought to hold on too
Life: every inspiration you made 
Every motivation you crafted,
And every moral you imparted
was all a sham, and I was its sad sad target
You taught me once not to measure life by the yard
Or to whimper when the days gone hard

But now I must question!
I question at this time if the sky is really blue
Or if cars really run on fuel…
A Baffled soul is what I am
So away! Away! I go
Where? I am yet to know…


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The Labor Of Love

Thank you God for all that you have given me
You pulled me through, the worst 5 years of my life
But I realize for the first time, I am truly living my life
On a journey with no worries, The view is blurry
But as long as my love for you is burning
I am as clam as the breeze, as still as the trees
though I dont know what is going to happen to me
I have feeling If i give you everything
Put my hand in your glove
Im going to accomplish things I never could never dream of
Allow me to stand above, those who chucked me under the bus
Shoved me into the mud, I trust that you will not sort of or kind of
But fully dispose of my enemies, who cussed at you through shunning me
So we have no other option than to be thrusted to number one, Its a must
that my light for you is more lumious than the sun
Leave the oposition studdering and stunned
Doing it all in the name of your son, Jesus
This is how I must live my life, I call it The Labor of Love
Something I can not get enough of, I maybe under the gun
But Im still focused on fun,  People need to wake up
 and smell the scents, it all makes sense
when you make the change in your brain
Get rid of the thoughts of peformance
That drive you insane, realize your mistakes
Are indications that we need to shift our focus
To Jesus, No need to be anxious
 Its not about the perfection rather the persistance
Then the weight of the world will be lifted
You can live life how it was inteded
As care free as adam and eve.

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La Sibylle Blanche du Rhin

La Sibylle Blanche du Rhin La Msytique est la Specatatrice du Divine Elle Parle au mot que je ne comprends pas "Soilel vous deffinissez est mien Pourtant vous, vous laisser il saigner Comme un nouveau vin Triste - ons ne Saurant Jamais Triste - ons ne Verront Jamias" Parle a moi, si prestine La Mystique La Sibylle Blanche du Rhin La Specatatrice du Divine Ton Voix sefane dans Le Chanson entrain de Mourir

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Empty Arms are such a waste
In worlds so full of grief
She, a heart burst full of spring
Must Mourn each falling leaf
She loves each falling leaf

   CHORUS:  Merry Merry is her name
Sweet Glory is her heart
Searching for the love of her life
To soothe his broken heart
To whisper-heal his heart

Thus her arms ache to be filled
With manly substance there
A fellow with a laughing wit
Who'll face the world full square
She’ll give him all she dares


But where to find a man like this
Who has no Love at home
A lonesome man with stalwart heart—
And feet born not to roam
No tendencies roam


The finding is the puzzle
That her wits cannot decode
And so she does the best she can—
And,  walks a lonely road
She whistles down her road.



Note:  best accompanied by acoustic guitar, recorder, auto harp or lute

Victoria Anderson-Throop   © 12/02/12
Juja, Kenya

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Where Melancholy Mingles

I suppose
there’s always good reason
to cry
sadness never has a tough time making friends
this dark acquaintance often approaches 
lending water for eyes
to cry

I suppose
there's never better time than now 
to moan
grunting and moaning are long lost relatives
feeding off each other 
dragging stragglers along for the ride
to moan 

I suppose
anxiety needs a moment in the sun 
to worry
flipping, tossing, in a cerebral ceremony
anxiously twitching 
as everyone quickly moves
to worry

I suppose 
there's no harm in a little dishonesty
to lie
while thieves join the party
a terrible tandem 
of dirty deeds and tendencies
to lie

I suppose
everyone has the ability  
to struggle 
with adversity, where melancholy mingles
crying, grunting, and moaning
anxiety moves in permanently
to struggle

and I suppose,
there's a heavy dose of negativity 
to digest 
mixed with stress
it may lead to one hell of a 
nasty mess
to ingest
©  2011  ~JSLambert Esquire

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Is it real

What is this world we thou live in?
What is this life we are thou livin?
One soul is dying with every verse
The values of life are now submersed

Nothing to look up to, nobody cares
As the richer get richer on their own shares
This glorious absence of ****en respect
Has lost its meaning, what’s there to expect?

People in terror others object
Others are there to exist and be checked
Hate, Greed, Abuse is all happening now
Watch as all life is cut with a plough

Is there any hope for a better tomorrow?
Or are we entrenched in our own sorrow?
Perhaps there is a crevice of light
A beacon of hope for all that is right  

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O Jesus Gods symbol of peace

O Jesus! It’s the era of tech!
O Jesus! It’s the info era!
It’s the twenty-first century –
You are supposed to come down
We have started the count down
Ten Nine Eight Seven Six
Five Three Two One O!

O Jesus! Take a look at us
You are our precious omnibus!

O Jesus God’s symbol of peace
You are what we now need and miss!

O Jesus! Come down on the earth
Make it a place of peace and mirth.

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Can it

Why do I chase the atom?
when the universe has always been mine.
Can love evolve from red giant
into a galaxy?
Dust and stone
become skin and bone,
born; fall and rise again.

I love the black holes
of your eyes
for they radiate
much more light 
than they could ever take.
White hot coals made to rake
caked surface of my lungs.

How I long to see your breath
steam up the silence in my soul.
Droplets, turn into rapids
and rush my question away.
I tripped; stumbling
my spirit crumbling.
Hold; release those fingers.

Strength born of sugar
does not last, and it feeds fear
I need complex and organic
Can rotten become fresh?
Carry the inner babe
Cain and brother Abe.
Save: heal the tether.

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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.


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Lightening all you have betrayed
Enlighten the darkness in your brain
Illuminate all you can perceive
From contamination to disease

The voices of hunger will remain
Seeking the power to obtain
A grip on the things that scare you most
To weaken your spirit; to be host

In times of wanting, and in greed
Your first reaction was to feed
Hammering fear in to your heart
Causing your senses to depart

Strength over others comes from fear
Igniting the wars that keep it near
A shadow that sneaks in to your soul
From birth until death you are its goal

Exercise consciousness and thought
Look beyond everything you’re taught
Analyse selfhood and reveal
The bravest ambition is to feel

Forgiving the people that betrayed
Knowing their darkness and their pain
Become the light you need to see
Feel it in all those you set free

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The World is Shouting

The world is shouting non stop
Voices from deep in the wilderness,
And voices from valleys above the mountains
Shouting for prayers to be heard
And for lives to be dignified once more

The world is shouting without pause
Parents shouting with broken hearts
Children shouting with sad tones
Calling names in their shattered dreams
For love to enter field of play
And for justice to reappear in their lives

Neighbours are shouting in their broken homes
Hullabaloo in the middle of the night
Communities longing for hopeful times
Shouting in their quest to overcome obstacles,
Shutting every door to their emancipation

Every creature is shouting for goodness sake,
Craving for joyous celebrations
Shouting for respect in their valleys
Crying for peace in their backyards
Pleading their case on the face of the earth
Shouting with dignity for heaven to listen

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Future State

Iniquity,a malediction
Too late for reflection
No use for apologies
The harm has been done
Animus emotions
No war is ever won
Abjective adversity
Asperity of atrophy
Aberration then infamy
A molevolent society
A dictators sick dream
Future state,our reality!!!

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Escape from

To deep for the mind to alleviate the confusion of illusion
Everything that shines isn’t equivalent to the brightness of the sun
Perhaps your son perceives a false impression about life and what it means to 
be bright
While his views are constantly an illusion that it’s cool to deceive,
Life is definitely not fake no matter how false you are while living
Life doesn’t rewind itself because you decide to stop sinning
What you portray while living is what you & the world holds onto
Only those who’s not lured into confusion & illusion would see past the delusion 
and recognize a righteous path leading to a door
 Not an exit
Just a place to replace what’s not beautiful but even there deception can creep 
upon you. 

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The Bliss of Boredom

I live in a world of my own,
My image, carved in stone,
No one else can touch what I see,
I dream alone, my home within me.

I play upon mountain tops, and jump off steep cliffs,
My world splashes colour, and constantly shifts,
I dream with eyes awake, in light,
And walk on starlit shores by night.

Imagination is my right, and the essence of my being,
And constantly my mind betrays the truth in what I’m seeing.

Body seated, face a stare,
You’d never know that I’m not there.

Alone we wake, and free we rest,
Join me and dream, about life’s best.

Don’t be afraid to fall from the sky,
If life’s a dream, you can never die.

So the next time you’re sitting, bored and alone,
Exist in bliss, for life, is your throne.  

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A Masterpiece of Wrong

Wear the change, as though I know my mind
Be the same, conditional to time
All a game, only when I find
It’s a post-regretful flaw in my design

In my head, this urgency of truth
All is said, whenever I can prove
Silence fed the silence in my groove
But when I fall into this fall I’m moved

On the ground I place my little pawns
Bordered mounds, the battle rages on
What I found within this hateful song
Is a masterpiece that never could belong

But if war could turn to peace then I would fade
To fight for all I am is all I say
When war becomes the earth then I am strong
But if it fell to naught then I am gone

If I could change this earth then I’d be wrong
Though I’d be right to complicate the song
Without the cause, the cause could not evolve
And without night, the day could not absolve

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Oh Mr. Bernanke!

Oh Mr. Bernanke
Are we going to have that Rate-cut today?
Aha, you are the candy-man
Could wave your wand
Make the dying Market stand.

Ah, but it ain’t working anymore
The Market is a falling man
Oh Mr. Bernanke
You wave your wand
But it’s fallen over the stands!

Oh Mr. Bernanke
Swayed the Market just your own way!
But banks aren’t making money
The cuts to them are one too many
Candy-man, the Market won’t stand!

Got my only heifer and sacrificed
At the altar of Dow and Nasdaq, paid a high price
The Dow, oh it fell through the Year’s low
Now here I come, Candy-man
Look through your store
We need something more!

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Dark, cold World.

===== A little rhyme inspired by DaryIsue LockHart's rhymes =====

It is for the lost..  that I wanna find the way,
Out from this dark place, of pain and misery.
Back to ourselves.. how we were, when we were young,
Before evil played its hand, before the time we got stung.

I wanna be free..  but that'll have to wait!
I'm trapped by emotion, by feelings soo great.
And I'm not alone.. in this victims prison,
D.I.Y Labotomy, I'll make the first incision.

I don't want drugs, to ease my pain,
I found Nirvana.. but can't get back again!
Some say I'm insane!  This train of thought I'm on,
Goes through a portal to another dimension.

But it's a dark, cold world.. where I know no fear,
My heart it stops, my mind sharpens.. becomes clear,
When I look into your eyes.. I can see your soul,
I can reach into your heart.. but I might lose control!

Sometimes I can see.. just a little too much,
And round-about that time, I start to lose touch,
See.. I know why you hurt, but I could hurt them too!
I'd make them scream, long, sweet, songs of sorry.. just for you.

However.. I know something, that they don't know,
I've had a little glimpse, of the place, that they go,
Where they like to turn the tables.. and play little games,
Where sticks and stones hurt, but so will the names!

Till then.. keep strong!  Keep your mind awake,
You've walked through fire, I think you should take a break,
But you've seen the enemy, like me.. you wanna fight,
Thats why I walk alone, with no shadow, in the night.

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Revolution Solutions

This borderline, the click,
Before the wayshower deiform projects his munificent rays,
A revolution-this, a call to arms-that,
A changing of the ways.
But first this ad displays a small box;
It states:
You can skip this ad in five seconds,
Monetising straightaway.

And in this valley of steaming mindfulness,
Lip-syncing sexily against the masonic symbols and signs,
This grand design masterstroke ignites the tinder-lit honeycomb,
Baptising innocent minds.
Draped in the kitsch visage of silk-screen Che -
Another nougat prophet fracking that socket-rocket -
Chocks away!

Pray then - I mean for the Fukushima fisherman, Gaia souls,
The Lord is clearly out of control,
Observe the Agents grin of kick-back lode,
All brought to you by.. relational codes and global modes,
Composed by the self-anointed, the chosen:
The nexus-intelligence loaded against you,
So generously urging you to believe in Love.

Though noughts of plenty lash against the Astral One,
The gnostic gnome shills the sun.
And bone collectors of Soul flower-press the sold,
Sipping leather scented acoustical saffron, chanting:
Everything for a reason happens.
Puppies paw for the crystal-pumping soldier:
Outlier outreach machine, the phantom inside the rage;
Another fat shepherd somewhere bedazzles calves under chemtrails.
And all that Love?
You paid.

The language of re option revolution,
Utilised to advertise corporate solutions,
And/or revolution.
The shedding Blue Star Kachina leaves Draco.

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(way of the world) my train of thought at 21

visualizing moments from my past
i had friends that were too fast
and now they're pushing up grass

some pulled triggers to prove they were'nt punks
got sent to prison to spend their lives on jail bunks
in this world of wicked people
its seems like um walking a tightrope between good and evil

shedding tears for my peers who passed away
but we cant go back to yesterday
and this world is hard as steel
one foot in the grave and the other on a banana peel
so if i slip I'm outta here
I can't cope and since I don't smoke dope I drank a lotta beer

but I can't go to the store and drink a quart of brew
without running into the can I have a quarter crew
it seems they beg so much
their hands look like cups
enough is enough
it's back to doing stickup

killers busts caps
so I bust back
plus these crakheads are birthing little maniac rugrats

I'm changing much like the seasons do
everybody praise the power of the trigger so im squeezing too
if i negotiate they think I'm soft
I guess they can only understand the sound of pistols going off

so if its me or him picture that cat as good as popped
I'd rather lie behind some iron bars than in a wooden box
so send him flowers and bring me ciggarettes
not for a rep but Im going to choose life over death
i guess thats the way of the world and sense I cant change it
then how I feel is how I will bring it.

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Tear of A Broken Man

Tear of A Broken Man

We all heard "boys don't cry"
Men are just heartless and sly
They aren't able to express
Their emotions with any success
For men are the symbol of strength
No matter what their length
Your size doesn't matter at all
If you're a man you stand tall
Men can never be broken
Such a thing is unspoken
Who would ever break a man's pride?
That's even worse than homicide
But a man is a human being
Broken, isn't something worth seeing
But did it happen? it did and it can
Can you feel the weight of the tear of a broken man

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Social Survival

A world of burning purpose
A life of freezing rain
Safe within our shadow
And dead within its game

A ghost that buries fortune
A corpse that digs for gold
Between this endless cycle
There’s nothing to behold

A thousand different faces
A faceless child stares
Each a mask I’ve crafted
From everything I’ve heard

The screaming of your nightmares
The whisper of your dreams
Strangers in the distance
I know what crawls beneath

A million different people
A faceless child cries
An infinite collection
Of souls for my disguise

Welcome to survival
This social masquerade
Our stolen features dancing
To the death within this game

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Loud Tears

are not loud
enough to express
not thick 
enough to paint
a clear
picture of pain.

are so silent
you strain to hear happiness
from deep within,
so bright,
yet a dull imitation
of joy.l

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The Journey of Consciousness

Dreams lost in lack of sense
A lack of knowing where it went
Into the maelstrom; loss of sight
Machinery that stole your light

Fumbling through quiet noise
Mimicry evading choice
Everything within your grasp
When you don’t see beyond your clasp

Stubborn nightmares leaking through
The water rising lets you choose
Standing tall when you can’t sit
Your prison granting this privilege

Conscious reason comes to aid
Escaping from this shallow grave
The first revival, so alone
The sun revealing the dark unknown

Many paths, all are one
Soon to shape the dark beyond
And through the journey you will find
You were guided by your own designs

Experience is breathing through
Sharing truth to let us choose
A wakeful state to gain insight
Accept that pain can strengthen light

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Don't come on like a Guru

Don’t come on like a Guru
Don’t come on like a Guru
Like you know all of it
Don’t say, you know the answers
It will not help a bit
There might be some in foolishness
That want to follow you
Yet all In all, you be like us
You don’t know what be true.

You might have read a lot of books
But that don’t mean a thing
These words, my friend be borrowed
No wisdom do they bring
No book will make you holy
You have to seek it out
You have to understand yourself
To know what life’s about.
Guru’s, well there be so many of them
You might think you be filled with sacred gems
But in the end you’re lost
Just like the rest of us
The one who says he knows, you just can’t trust.

Don’t come on like a Guru
With your mind all filled with words
A lot of folk might listen
And then you will be heard
But in the end you’re fooling
Yourself and that be all
Don’t come on like a Guru
No, don’t you be a fool

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One Voice

It only takes one voice to start a song With someone else there… to sing along And pretty soon, you may well see The entire world singing happily There is that one voice within us all It’s pride and fear that hides the call But, if just one would raise a voice Others would follow as a matter of choice So loud and strong, that one should sing Happiness to all, that person may bring By starting the world off… in that song Then everyone else will just sing along Do not be afraid of the changes you make Life can only improve by the choices we take And if the lyrics for that moment seem wrong Then quiet the voice and start a new song One person can change the whole world we know By deciding to stand to let their voice grow Do not back down when it’s your time to sing You’ll be so surprised by what your voice brings Within the air, all the voices you’ll hear Will be of the many that overcame fear Standing to sing, despite those who wait They’re the voices of those, who contribute to fate Do not be afraid of the changes you make Life can only improve by the choices we take And if the lyrics for that moment seem wrong Then quiet the voice and start a new song Be that one voice Sing from your heart Don’t hide in the shadows You can be now the start

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Co-incidence (n 1 a chance occurence of simultaneous or apparently connected events)
Up, down.. left and right,
It's all around us, like the day and the night,
Too big to miss, but it's beyond our sight,
It's there.. and it isn't.  Nearly is.. but not quite!
You people are ALL right.. so I'll try to be polite,
You can't fight the feeling.. 'cause you haven't got the might,
Can you handle the truth? Get a grip and hold tight,
'Cause it will set you free!  Blow your mind like dynamite!

In the beginning.. I'm sure you know too,
This World was created, it's all been thought through,
Evolving on que, under skies made so blue,
Plant's came before us, just so they could give to you.
Sorry, I'm repeating what you already knew,
But how did these plants know to sow the seeds that grew?
So they slid through our bellies, waiting in our fertile poo?
Symbiosis with the Planet..  does this all sound true?

What about us?  Why are we here?
Why all the questions?  It is obviously clear!
It all makes sense, so there's no need to fear,
Don't confuse the matter, because it's simple my dear!
We have got ears.. so that we can hear,
But why give us a brain?  Because year after year,
We just dig a deeper ditch.. and then flood it with tears,
When the end draws near, will you hear any cheers?

I want a big applause, when I finish this race,
If I finish first..  I won't say "In your Face!"
Try to look good, don't end it in disgrace,
Or even take it slow, and set a nice steady pace.
Never give up!  Learn to lead a merry chase,
Up the garden path, throughout time and space,
And just in case, we end up lost in this place,
The case will be closed and we'll be gone, without a trace.

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Sunken, rekindled; redefined
Remind me of something, before I find
It’s always a cycle, in my pain
Began at nothing, begin again

Over my nightmares, through these walls
Within the ashes I am called
One more commandment I must write
Within the plague of my respite

Broken recordings stuck on pause
Of all that’s around me and who I was
The silence refracting this damaged mind
Reflections are choosing my design

Seething within me, in every breath
An understanding of what is left
And through this knowledge comes lost things
I now feel the silence that you sing

Suddenly nothing becomes what’s right
Witnessing lifetimes within a night
And now what is true reveals my pain
A dying interest for personal gain

The newest revision to my wounds
Defining the vision that now blooms
Through the darkness comes the sun
A climbing perspective to what will come

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The New World

Hearts dripping deadly little lies
Even the heroes did not survive
The sins that trickled from the web
The dust of our worth now all that’s left

A reference to the shallow depths
Sneaking through as the cities slept
Riddles and chaos flirt unseen
Our earth now sinking into this dream

Despair for all that now remains
A glowing abyss we cannot name
The darkness closer every day
The heroes that rise are lead astray

Newborn rejoice for all they’ve known
Going so far as to call it home
They dance upon the graves of truth
As coldness lays claws upon our youth

The spirit brazen to have survived
The nightmare now shaking some to life
These twice-born children wake alone
This world of monsters is not their home

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No Limits, No Life's

No limits
No life’s
Dark storms run & hide
Commit to the thought of living sewer side
In the grime and grit of a rat plagued sewer
Thinking an end to the problem, the pain, the cure 
Drowning in sorrow, letting go of the chance
In the darkness of the mind the devil will dance
Don’t do it he said
With a gun to his head
There’s player’s in this game
There set out to win
Smug faces of greed a shone with a grin

No demons of mine will tick the hands of time
As I watch them closely as the observer of my mind
Sick puppies take drugs to stem the pain of their cells
Running and hiding from the picture of themselves
Gliding high in the wind
Like a kite with no strings
There’s limits, no life
Dark storms run & hide
Commit to the thought of living sewer side
In the grime and grit of a rat plagued sewer
Thinking an end to the problem, the pain, the cure 
Drowning in sorrow, letting go of the chance
In the darkness of the mind the devil will dance
Don’t do it he said
With a gun to his head
Last thing on the man’s mind was a bullet of lead
No more of his trouble, as the man lay down dead
There goes the problem on the pavement of pain
The man dying from one shot to the middle of his brain
There’s no limits
No life’s
This is the chance 
Don’t run & hide
There’s life in those eyes
Don’t let these times pass you by
You’re beautiful and lost
In a world full of wisdom
Close your eyes, silence your mind, it’s time for you to listen
Hear the birds, hear the bells
Watch the flowers, the textures the smell
This is a life of heaven
Not a life spent in hell
There’s player’s in this game
They are just out to win
Smug faces of greed a shone with a grin
Don’t worry your world with windswept emotion
Observe the wheel, to see your world in motion
Understand, not judge
For a person in the street
Offer the man with no food, something to eat
Take a second a minute to observe not race
Find the peace in the puzzle that we make of this place
If we each find our peace then we will not compete
As the one picture we strive, will now be complete

There’s no limits
No life’s
This is the chance 
Don’t run & hide
There’s life in those eyes
Don’t let these times pass you by
You’re beautiful and lost
In a world full of wisdom
Close your eyes, silence your mind, it’s time for you to listen

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Poser (censored ska lyrics)

Now you feel so bright yea you feel so strong
but did you know that I knew you all along
that you were faking, (poo)-taking, halfbaking all that weed that you were making

When you gonna give it up?
No no no no can't get enough
The fad says you can't give it up
no no no it's just a scheme, throw that (poo) up

Your listening to reggae in your pad
oh what, like I care if this song makes you mad
when I call you out on your (poo), just quit, but instead you take another hit

When you gonna give it up?
No no no no can't get enough
Ska music ain't about smoking green
no no no but you think it makes the scene

(trombone and sax lines)

(slow crisp upstroke)
Smoked it all away again. Smoked your life away
Smoked it all away again. Smoked your life away

(Back to original 3rd wave punk)
Now you don't know (poo), yea you really lived it
But did you know that you were wrong, yea I knew it all along
That you were faking, (poo)-taking, halfbaking all that weed that's got you flaking

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Passion in D-Major

Passion in D-Major

Feeling, the sensuous brush-
strokes on a canvas,


to a symphonic crescendo,

of our shared heartbeats,

fading between the notes,

feeling your soft body entwined 
with mine,

your form bathed in my infinite 

our orchestral desire rising,

conducting a shared fusing of 

... the music echoing ...

over the precipice,

on the brink of dazzling rainbow 

lost in the void,
of an eternal instant,

plunging through the depths of 

forever pleading,

for a prolonged,

bouquet of shared time.

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Revived in the Rain

The lightning in my mind
To pierce through the night
And now I can not hide
The truth has come to light

The failure of a man
The child had to demand
Collapsed in glowing rain
Conducting every shame

The walls have crumbled down
Revealing what I found
Before I looked away
Truth empowered by the day

The night could never last
As long as I could ask
What have I now betrayed?
When will I be okay?

There was nowhere I could turn
Nothing left to yearn
No way could I try
But now it burns my eyes

The lightning in this storm
Unveiling every form
Silhouette of what is gone
Breaking into dawn

And everything is known
Beyond the dark below
The rain reveals the flow
And the fallen start to grow

The lightning through my heart
Reviving one more start
Awake and now at peace
The light has pulled me to my feet

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Stories dared not whispered, legend of great thinker. 
Artificially created Atlantis, maze search for law-giver. 

Hushed lips speak no evil, silly little monkey cliche. 
Privy ancient knowledge, not clear as light and day. 

So-called peace-loving demigods, closely followed in trace. 
Sexually crazed fools, copying angels fallen from grace. 

Pillars of Hercules within island, dynasty king frenzy awoke. 
Powerful and remarkable, ready to enslave at single stroke. 

Originally thought to be noble, conspicuous reveal greed. 
In route to world domination, struck down by Specialbreed. 

Later time earthquakes and floods, extraordinary violence. 
Single dreadful day and night, massive lost of innocence. 

Intervening super mighty one, so-called wrathful Zeus. 
Manipulation of elements, water and lightning bolts let loose. 

Grand golden wall palace, swept aside sea and sunk below. 
Ironical measured payment, for employment of ruthless blow. 

Swiming through labyrinth of wisdom, vie of the celest'. 
Chancing risk of schism, mighty sequential vignette. 

Perplexed pattern in hide, bloody seal of truth. 
Illuminati repelled, for a time real minoot. 

Message of twisted tongue, langual contrivance. 
Masters' visions swoon, in journey through euphoric trance. 

Loud whisper switch, silence left in wake. 
Souls of denizens burned, in fiery scourching shake. 

Prominent eclectic short order, alien wishbone act. 
Convert of non-belief, fierce zealots' minds impact. 

Lucid broken water reflection, visible-eye agleam. 
Blind finding quarry, standing like obelisk beam. 

Instinctive overriding, a slip into lucidity. 
Telepathic mind connection, recede to infinity. 

Exponential theory, base of schematics. 
Common like maybe, superpower military tactics. 

Voice of bleeding knowledge, fade to obscurity. 
Mystic in strange land, fault found in masters of intricacy. 

Undecipherable rhetoric, great monster on chase. 
Featureless darkness, a threat to human race!

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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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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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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

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Genisis chapter 1-4

First Verse: God created the heavens and earth
In the 27th, made his mistake, gave men they birth
and also blessed us with our greatest accomplice
a glorius, fair faced, and bodied enchantress
and then came our end, the doom of all their kin
when Eve in 3-6 committed the first sin,
and what's sad, it was 'bout the only one possible,
it came so fast proving, we could do the implausible
17 verses later kicked out the garden by God
then upon unforgiving deserts they're forced to plod.
and who was shocked, when Cain killed Able in 4-8
do it to our own brothas now, outta less than hate
but 4-14 comes as a biblical mystery
Cain talks 'bout dyin to men unrecorded in history
God, you leavin' parts out and I'm hella confused,
cause I'm readin' your word, and it's not so well fused.

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Silent Symphony

Silence came to pick at me
Mirrored my hypocrisy
Selfless greed I pleaded then
The fearful need to then repent

All I am and could have been
What I was and should have seen
In an instant through my mind
On my knees the glass will shine

Reflections singing of a soul
Through the darkness light is shown
A symphony of quiet sounds
Through the silence I am found

What is gone has stilled my dreams
What’s to come will stifle me
A deeper hope that I can be
Everything I need to see

A moment in the mirror’s past
A thousand years to see at last
The only truth beyond this walk
The loving place we always sought

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Identifying Dreams

Slipping into a burning dream
Within the silence, within disease
The past and future undeclared
Proclaimed a reason to never care

Witness nothing in this place
The secret emptiness of space
Beyond my portrait; past this night
There hides a passion to kill the light

Sliding into deserted shame
Within the nothing, within the pain
The ways I see you in my mind
Leaves such hatred left inside

Witness only the thing I am
The creature no-one understands
And through the painting of my soul
This grand illusion will only grow

Fading into the broken scene
The monster carving this burning dream
Solely focused on painting lies
Its eyes absorbing my dying light

Soul now shimmers, wakes my heart
The creature crawling into the dark
And every monster I’ve ever been
Is purified by the truth I’ve seen

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to sense

energy claims through 

veins jolt,
ridges on skin construct 

my canvas gravitates thoughts,
	thoughts are 
always silent,
whispers never leak 

my canvas is an angel
swooping to endure 

ears stay alert 
scanning all vibrations. 
 Hands steady 
mind always

 	innate reasoning

my canvas is sensitive,
collecting all flying
my canvas is never blank
sometimes meshing
sometimes clashing

I bleed energy,
although absorb enough to sustain. 

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A Question of Honor

Dedicated to Noor Al-Maleki You Try, You Try so hard To put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is it Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views You Have set me Free, Can't You See I Won't have to face a Tyrant anymore Your gaze used to Stun But Now It Just Burns Under the Sun Never Enough to Be Myself Never Enough to Be Free I will not Bow to You I will not Kneel Before You Smothering Liberty Condoning Freedom This way is unjust This way only brings out our worse Hatred and Mistrust War and malice no know law You Try, You Try so hard to put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views I am The Flame you Greatly Hate I am The Flame you greatly fear Some cannot handle the truth It shows they are the Criminals You are one of them You're the problem This misdeed will not live on without the hate of your name Honor Is not real It's just an emotion that only you feel You're another bulwark Against the truth No one Will Bow No one Will Kneel You Try, You Try so hard to put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is it Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views You Fear The Truth You Fear the reality you are the criminal against all humanity We must end these lies Before Honor Will Strike again You Try, You Try so hard to put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is it Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views

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Dark Arts

A shadow pressing on my mind
The weight of this world; the death inside
A darkness willing to let go
I’m holding it close so it doesn’t grow

What of the soul that can not rise?
I know that it could, if I only tried
All truth is swimming out to sea
Its monstrous depths representing me

Such silence questioning my dreams
Her face is now gone, but not the pain I weaved
A tangled mess of things to come
My shadow in love with defeating the sun

The darkest passions undeterred 
A gift of the night that can’t compare
Such mastery of broken hearts
A treasure to end, and a joy to start

A shadow breaking through my soul
A whirlpool of pleasure, before the huge black hole
These tricks the darkness plays so well
Awareness the key, to avoid being compelled

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Allah please never mind

Allah is the Most Kind
Allah, please never mind.

Allah can see and hear
Allah, please grant prayer.

Allah can speak freely
Allah, please talk to me.

Allah is the Best King
Allah, please do something.


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Sugar Sick Sweet Lullabies

I had this dream last night and it was perfect 
It was everything I wanted my life to seem
So when I opened my eyes to this bright sunlight
I realized some things weren't the way that they should be

I put my feet into my shoes, which are old and dusty and 
I don't remember when they were ever clean
I ran around my town asking people for my purpose
And none of their answers seemed to fit alright

Come keep me at bay
Cause the world's spitting us all out one by one
And we've all sinned enough to know that we're gonna die someday

I've tried to be myself but I'm running low on health
To fight all those who tell me to be a certain way
Though I don't cry out my eyes every time that a stitch undoes itself
Cause nobody's gonna save you when can save yourself, darling

Even at a quarter after noon mothers are singing their babies 
Sugar sick sweet lullabies that I know all too well
Haven't you ever noticed the way that their voices crack 
When the child forgets the words and the tune stays with them alone?

Come keep me at bay
Cause the world's spitting us all out one by one
And we've all sinned enough to know that we're gonna die someday

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Disvirgined Truth


We don’t have enough time left to check time
Many left as too much couldn’t get enough
Stranded in the middle of no where with no dime
The lord will provide; yet, journey still too tough
This is a historical case we all presumed
Based on facts fore-known; this is presumptive
Reasonably not the worst we all assumed
Mission not accomplished became abortive.

On air, same plane, different pilots
On a coming together, different cohorts
Our problems too enormous, might capsize us
Engulfed in cloudy flames, critics criticize us
Sin is fun, fun is sin; poison tasting so sweet
Let the apostles wash their heads, Jesus will wash their feet
Time to leave the multitude and reach the altitude
Time to ignore our oppositions and maintain our positions.

Many prophets, same quest, different prophesies
Ambition is priceless, same quest, different emphases 
We are here for destiny sake, one mission
Starting to keep moving, confused vision
Time to focus and get it
Our ‘F’ is for forget it 
Kiss it and stuck your tongue
Even we are wrong.


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Unloving feeling makes death so appealing
To all who are willing
Usurping all of which is forbidden
The mass denial of what is right
A common sight of all those who are living
Ask now and you shall recieve
Remember nothing comes for free
We take for granted everything but
everything is not for us to swim in
Be rest assured the time will come
when everything will burn while Death is grinning
For all the things stumbled upon
For all the things which always were forbidden!!

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An old rusty razor, to shave  my head bald
My forearms your ashtray, my eyes your pin cushion
A bleach, ammonia bath twice a day, in scalding hot water
You may ask why I harp on my youth in such a fashion
The answer : Statistics, 83.4%  of abused children : Abuse;
When they become adults does that hidden untold story :Live again?
Did My LORD JESUS, take Lenore to Save a generations' : “ Psyche “ ?
                          If so I am Pleased

Author’s Note : I’m not sure if I have set this in the right Form, Please Advise

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Ever thought about, the little things we do and say,
How the simplistic things affects us all, in every single way,
With only twenty-six letters, we’ve achieved communication,
Yet the words we say, could give the will, to make or break a nation.

We dwell, in our current state,
Victim to, our every fate,
Miracles occur, before our eyes,
But seeing them, betrays our lies.

How can this world rotate,
When its’ awareness comes so late.

We talk about enlightenment, and reaching higher visions,
Yet our circumstances collectively, collapse due to collisions.

We’re charmed by our dreams, because they help us make it through,
Until life disarms our dreams, and brings us back to a narrow view.

Instinctively we love and care, and walk towards a smile,
And reluctantly we hope, that life, evades the common isle.

I close my eyes and whisper all my thoughts inside my head,
To speak them loud, I might regret, and wish they were not said.

Somehow I manage to dissolve, into my most distant being,
Only when I’m there, can I relate to all that I’m seeing.

Our universe is incomplete, therefore smaller than we think,
Flowers grow in battlefields, where drops of sunshine shrink.

I plea to the world, don’t envelope my free soul,
Let me browse on paths untouched, unlike the others, time just stole.

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Turn the searchlight on

Another tribute to John and Carla Sherman.

Turn the searchlight on

Turn the searchlight on
Let it bath you in it’s light
Take a look into you
Just look with all your might
Let the world be round you
But don’t pay it no mind
Just turn around and look at you
You’re not too hard to find.

Don’t ask so many questions
Beside the point these be
You have to do the looking
So very endlessly
The looking’s never over
It be your life, that’s all
Then one day when the fever breaks
It’s all so wonderful.

You have to do the looking
That’s all you have to do
Just take a look into you
Oh please just look at you
You must use self -reliance
Can’t count on no one else
The looking is the only way to health.

You don’t have to look for Gurus
No need for all the books
All you really have to do
Is stop and take a look
Then when the fear of life is gone
You’ll see life how it is
Just look, look, look each chance you get
I can only tell you this.

2 April 2011 @ 0430hrs.

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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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The Poet and the Prophet

Why have you come to me with questions of your life? 
Asking of what foot placements will better your stride. 
You beg me to ask the Prophet of which events you can tame, 
And for me to write his words in a poem, in your name. 
The universe expands rift as you expound your shame. 
You say the Prophets vision won't be true unless my paper I have stained. 
You ask me to write you a better path, one that will suit you, 
But the Prophet is no puppet master and puppets I refute you. 
My old friend the Prophet wastes no visions on those who are blind, 
And I can sense why you yearn for my lines; I can feel you've been unkind. 
Watch your tongue; you say your downfall has only us to blame? 
I'll spare you only one verse of wisdom, the secret to our game. 
The Poet and the Prophet are one in same.

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The Temple

Awash in darkness and disguise
Mistaken for light in my denial
The truth a fiction in my eyes
Refracting dispassion as I lie

The thousand eyes that gaze into
This broken mess I took from youth
I claim a shell crafted by you
The thousand hands that ran me through

Now twisted, poisoned and possessed
I’m half a demon, half obsessed
With overcoming all regrets
I want to climb beyond myself

In my convoluted disrepair
I am between love and despair
I only wish to one day share
The self that vanished when I got scared

Now host to darkness and the light
At constant battle through these nights
My dreams will grant these creatures sight
But in duality I realise

Without the light I would not see
That without darkness I’d not breathe
And through this war I will conceive
The strongest self through clarity

These tools of war are now my own
A balanced self has finally grown
The Angel vigilant and known
The Demon, tamed, now guards this home

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Strange philosophy

i've always been so afraid of flying,
is it my fear of heights,is it my fear of falling?
it's a strange philosophy,
a troubled heart,a shooting star,life's a remedy
for who we are.
oftentimes my hope is fleeting,
so engrossed in so believing,
in who i am ,the calling,
it's a strange philosophy,
that up is down and down is up,
no doubt my truth is your lie,
but this is music,hear the heart.
it's a strange philosophy,
i live in you,you live in me,
you're trying hard to make it,
work it!
you lose your soul and hope it's worth it?
we trusted in whoever we believed,
Jesus died for my own fault,
i heard that all things pass away,
but love like this never fades away.
one last thing,
it is what it is,
a seriously strange philosophy,
all that and so much more.

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If the past is the past
then why does it affect our present.
Wether we take the past as a lesson or a burden
it still affects our future.
Our past shapes who we are
who we become
and our views on life.
The thing about the past 
is that it doesnt stay in the past.
We carry it on and on through life.
My past is my present and my future.

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Weary writer

The truth is I have nothing important to say 
The world keeps on spinning day after day 
My opinion means squat smoldering away like a boiling pot 
I speak of events and worldly causes 
Not even an interested peep or cunning applause's
OK I know you say what makes you so different anyway? 
Well I speak of truth; I speak in rhythm and rhyme
I speak of happiness, I speak of borrow time 
I speak of familiarity, OK maybe I’m a little out of line 
But what I really hope is that my words bring a connection
During such a peculiar worldly decline, or perhaps resurrection  
Yes the streets are filled with flooded faces 
Each one bearing the loneliness from inner places 
Maybe just one victim of my written test 
How shallow and harden is my lily-white breast 
My tongue swaggers hot and cold, 
Stop laughing I’ know I’m growing old 
But I’m afraid I can’t end this given fight 
No rest for the weary and this inkwell tonight 
The truth is I have nothing important to say 
The world keeps on spinning day after day 

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Upon the Silence

...however as he slothfully reclined
Banking himself on the cold steel bench
Dilemma gripped nastily on his shoulders;
The clouds pace above and as if alive
Winked at him- pulling memories from behind

"Oh yes, we are but a speck of a seed
A granule, puny and almost trivial
By how- minute as we- pull off an impact
Than a lone tree in a dry sunny land
And lighted cottage amidst dark forest indeed?"

Resounding they truly are, his mentor's words
Past and spoken, long uttered in the wind.
Yet it reverberates from the turquoise skyscrapers
To the bench he sat beside his proud Ford.

"For the proper or for the practical thing?"
An innocent query shrieking upon the silence.
a galleon of betterment versus virtue;
The bright clouds blots his space on the wide greenery.
"Affirmative." A salmon is going upstream.

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Wrongful Vibe

Never thinking about my actions 
Not caring about what others think
shrug my shoulders being my first reaction
others say my attitude stinks
of course i dont care
I owe no one nothing
I have not a smile to share
but I can tell you something
a small secret 
you must promise not to tell
in your mind you should always keep it
Somewhere in life i stumbled and fell
then my vibe came off all wrong
cause i really do care 
even though i always feel like i never belong
in my heart there is a little tear
 just needs a little tape
someone to show me love
not a soul around me that is fake
the best person being the man above.....

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The Whiskey Ballet

Once in a while when we fall down
Rarely ever is there anybody else around
To take all of our sorrows and misery away
We seem to suffer to our dying day
A maelstrom of voices swirl through our heads
A bunch of mixed up words from what people said
Saying that this is what life is about
But this ain't what I want and that I don't doubt
I'm drowning the bad thoughts deep in my brain
I'm gonna slam a 60-pound and flush my mind away
I'll wake up in a ditch or in my bloody grave
The ballad of the whiskey ballet
It's cheaper for a bottle than a stinkin' bar
Where all the blasted bastards and the ditchpigs are
I like to drink alone with no one else around
I drink all I want on my own slammin' ground
I don't need someone telling me that I'm being too damned loud
I don't need anyone treating me like a drunk and foolish clown
I'll just turn around and belch into whomevers face and
waltz away on my own cloud by my own staggering pace
I'll be belching and mumbling,kicking and stumbling
puking and yelling,going to Hell andfighting and bleeding
The world will take heed and crashing and crawling
to the ballad of the whiskey ballet!!

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Fried Beans and Eggs

There is no better food
	fried beans and eggs
When times are tough
	fried beans and eggs will keep you full
When times are good
	fried beans and eggs will keep you regular
Beans and eggs fried in butter
	tortillas: preferred
	toast: is okay
	crackers: in a pinch
Fried beans and eggs when you are hungry
Beans and eggs served with
	sour cream
	jalapeno sauce
Fried beans and eggs when you are poor
But you must:
	never ask for ketchup
	or you will be told to leave

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Scary Feeling

I feel like sl-lit,
i wanna flip.
Let my words rip,
come take a sip.

My phone keeps on ringing,
its chesney hawkins singing.
I get this scary feeling,
she's gönnä nail me for stealing.

I look at the sealing,
wish i knew what was the meaning.
I must start to pray,
every single day.

I'm smoking myself to death,
i need to take a deep breath.
Please don't make me fall,
i don't wanna end it all.

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I do appreciate your being here
But one day soon you know I'll disappear.
And when I fly,
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

I know you see someone you think is me.
But nothing's really what it seems to be,
and when I fly
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

Bright light.
Never ending white light.
All my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings.
Always going my way
I'll keep going my way, on butterfly wings.
Out there
I'll be going somewhere
and I'm going to get there, on butterfly wings
Bright light
never ending white light
all my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings.

It's not that I don't care, you know I do.
And you can feel it, when I think of you,
and when I fly,
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

This is one of my personal favorite poems I have written that developed into a Song Lyric. It is on Youtube, as a video as well.

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underlining guilt

Rain falls
It washes and relaxes
Against your window pane

The sun sets 
In the morning dew
As I lie with you

The storm sings 
At some point 
It has to end

Sometimes we fall

The oceans 
remind you 
The skies are blue 

And somewhere 
Above or below 
The heavens love you

Sometimes we fall

Kissing tomorrow’s away
For a curse of better lush
In between blue lines
I scribble and letter us

As long as 
Nothing drastic happens 
I’m perfectly cool
With nothing good happening

Details | I do not know? | |

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,

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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What I Want

What I want to write
Is still an odd mystery
The more I write words
The more I have quarry

With every new verse
I feel I will be satisfied
But the thirst increases
As thoughts are versified 

I want to compose views
That are never revealed
Yet all the clouds gather
Thoughts are entangled

What is all this thirst for 
I don’t know definitely
I feel there is something
Into the deep of eternity

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My Front window

My front window, portal to the world
seein' 99 brothas gettin' killed
and as they bodies fall it's crazy 
that this genocide don't phase me
it self-inflicted by brothas bigga
every time we pull the trigga
got someones liquor hittin the curb
but the killa's smoke hella herb
after bloodin' up my window
almost wish I had some of they endo
to blurry up the things that I be seein'
lord forgive em we're such insolent beings
why do we kill all so indiscriminent
walkin' through the hood with criminal intent
It hurts but are bodies gotta drop
lives like hell gettin' rocked in da hood nonstop

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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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The Best Philosopher

Beside Karnaphuli*, 
Midst leafs of tree, 
What am I looking for? 
Who lives at far shore? 
At night, in my room, 
When I see empty pot, 
And I see undressed cot, 
I become heart-sick more. 
Who lives at far shore? 
Sometimes, in my sky, 
I fly here and there. 
Yea, this is my mother: 
The best philosopher.

Karnaphuli*: the largest and most important river in Chittagong

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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 !

Details | I do not know? | |

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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The Measure of Joy

What is the measure of joy?
Is there a unit of happiness?
What is it? If there is
How is it measured?
Is joy from owning a mansion, 
more than joy from an apple?
Is it more than joy,
from a loaf of bread, 
a cup of water;
to one who desires 
apple, bread or water?
to one who has no concept 
of a mansion or need for one?
As a rose, to Shakespeare, so is joy

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He is not a man
but a weapon in human form.
gleaming point pressed
against the throat of the world.
Releasing change
in crimson torrents
that rush and cascade
around him.
He fights out of fear;
A fear of leaving the world
in the same,
sorry state 
they first met.
and searching-
searching for hope.
Is he the answer?
HIs weapon is a pen,
brandished in the
face of evil.
His ammunition words,
and prose
and philosophy,
and most of all-

Details | Elegy | |

Elegy for Heidi

Elegy for Heidi 
The clock ticks away.
But there is no layer of time 
and no decision to make. 
I have been jaywalking 
on the edge of the roof
for the last few weekends;

down below the grass looks
already dark, depressed,
as if death has made it.

then a bird, a simple 
blackbird sits on the bough.
It cries out and a hand

rises from the green earth
like a bride waking from
her bridal night, gleaming.

I know, I know, I know, 
we are all life’s disciples.
“Come on, wake up!”
“My God, you are from East.
It is
Still night here.” She said.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 

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Venus The Queen

A cold sullen night it was the day where the lights would come out and play A dream of dreams in which we couldn't wait The coronation of a celestial queen The brightness's everlasting fate This day was the time where we all could see unless the truth is too blinding Oh sweet bearer of light who's name brings all ignorant fright. Here she comes venus the queen etolie jolie Safe and serene you are the guide Comely and cunning Venus the queen, Etoile jolie Here she comes venus the queen etolie jolie Safe and serene You are my Lucifer Queen Comely and cunning Venus the queen, Etoile Jolie. How great we are to have such a light Where I can finally know my life A guide throughout this eternal night. Freedom and Independence is what you are Never astray a far But tonight the clouds are unchained. Here she comes venus the queen Etolie Jolie Safe and serene You are the guide Comely and cunning Venus the queen, Etoile jolie Here she comes Venus the Queen Etolie Jolie Safe and serene You are my Lucifer Queen Comely and cunning Venus the queen, Etoile Jolie.

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Cast into hatred by all I’d seen
I blinded myself to escape disease
Then numbness commanded this lost machine
And all that was left was what could have been

Searching for gold I could not decide
Why to be when what’s left is a frightened lie
This paradox threw me beneath the sky
And above holy ground I then realised

Born into silence I witnessed hate
Overcome by the violence to then sedate
Emotions examined to then relate
To recapture the moments we witness fate

Writing; redeeming to improve sight
To examine my fears will give birth to flight
The past turns to future, and overnight
My wings have expanded to gather light

Cast into beauty by all I know
With a vision connected to every soul
And a memory that proves that we can all grow
And that beyond every fear our spirit flows

Details | Free verse | |

Just Dream

there's a dream inside
to possible the impossibility
to make sense a non sense
to believe the unbelievable
i think that what makes a faith is

there's a dream inside
to bliss the unhappiness
to let go a depression
to release frighten
i think that what makes a dream alive

it's harder to breathe
when you keep on waiting on your dream
but it's easier to live
when you believe in your dream

dare to be different
dare to be the unusual
dare to believe the unbelievable
i think that's what makes your dream alive

when your days are weary...just dream
when your nights are cold...just dream
when your heart's breaking...just dream
because life is part of a dream

just dream

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The Magic Number

When you roll life's dice
A pair of these always equals snake eyes
But because two 
Can never equal one
This number can never be the sum.
A half of a pair
Half the number of molecules of oxygen
In plain and simple air.

The age of my daughter
Two minus the one
Seven, eight, nine or ten
Keep on rolling the dice
You can try over and over again
But none of these will ever be
The Magic number.

A number multiplied by this number
Is always equal to itself
It is single, dutifully alone
It is the lonliest number
And therefore will always be
The undeniably, distinguishable difference
Between the numbers two and three.


(January 26, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,

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

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

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 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.

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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 !

Details | Personification | |

behind our eyes

Beauty ,the tormented pain,
  hiding deep within.
A web of abandoned emotions, 
wasted energies  and chaotic dreams.

A dark chastising silence,
engulfed with  flames.
murderous contempt, within our hearts, 
for our fellow self.
Thick black ashes, entangled in a web,
of  Stolen time,  and memories.

Learning life's lessons,  
harshly, without a forgiving  word.
Leaving us gasping, for the breath of life...


Details | Rhyme | |

The Black Bee - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

The black bee goes back again and again
And he comes back to love time and again
Then the flower blooms to end up her pain!
The bud hesitates to become full grown
Due to the shameful fear of the unknown!

Forget the cruel facts and the ill-feelings!
Give me your soul to enjoy the good things!
Stay with me forever O my heart sings!

Give up all hopes except the hope of soul!
Come back come back since my heart is your goal!
Come back in the fragrance of the garden!
My mind has already become a burden!

Lonely is this night! Is it for nothing?
It is shedding tears dewdrops are falling!
O the excited flower is crying!

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A world now standing still
In awe of what was killed
Frozen in the wake
Of every lost mistake

Nowhere to begin
For every broken thing
Silence strangles thought
In shock of what I caught

A darkness shining through
Replaying every truth
Alone beyond repair
Repayments I can’t spare

And all in my defence
I proclaim innocence
Perhaps there was a time
But not for my greatest crimes

The pain has turned to ice
My shame shrouded by night
The stars will shape her face
The hearts that I betrayed

Averting all denial
This humble crying child
Desires to atone
Until the dark is overthrown

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Through all of time and all of space,
and following into the chase
but never catching what I've seen
nor even knowing what I mean
it's not a thing my mind can place.

Your eyes, so deep, I never know
where you might lead, where I must go,
but there I find what I must write
the words, though sometime seeming trite,
and from your eyes they have to flow.

No less than what is meant to be
the Muse of you carresses me;
I wonder is this love or not,
or something else, but don't know what,
and I must follow what I see.

Forever summer rain will fall
into my life, and love is all
there is to be my wordly guide;
between each line is where I hide,
if I do less, then I have lied.

And so the truth I have to show,
revealing what I never know,
but wonder at, as words come on
out of your eyes, where I have gone,
and been where I should never go.
     © ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet

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Thank you for your bright eyes
and for your wonderful hands
Thank you for your mind
for the poems you write
but mainly for those you don't.

Thank you for your wonderful smile
your doubts
your questions
your regrets
your talking
but mainly for what you don't say.

Thank you for your thoughts
and that you had waited
although I was late.
and that you had holden my hand
and that you had given me a such good time
I could had eased my pain 
Thank you for what you love
but mainly for what you are indifferent to.

Thank you for being real
for being there
for your warm voice
your arms 
your steps 
the door you had opened
the chair you had pulled
for your wonderful tie,
for your smell
that I had kissed you
that I had touched you

Thank you for your forgiveness
but above all, for your anger.

Patricia Evans

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                                    LANGUAGE OF HOLLY HEART
                                        RELIGION IS HUMANITY
                                           COUNTRY IS EARTH
                                   MALE AND FEMALE ARE CASTE
                              INSIGHT RESISTS FOR DESTRUCTION
                           SERVICE OPENS TO THE HUMAN NATIONS
                               CARE FOR THE PEOPLE AND ANIMALS
                                          CARE FOR THE NATURE 
                                     UNDER THE BLUE SKY OF GOD
                                   UNIVERSAL THOUGHT BRINGS BY.......

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There is a silence within me
I want to say something, but
The silence rules over me
Outside me, I hear voices full of screams,
But I want to hear the scream within me.
I can’t understand the reason of my silence
Though I can feel it deep within me.
The silence makes me feel uncomfortable 
So I am trying to find comfort outside me.
All I want to do is talk it out
But can't find what is stopping me.
I know I have to break these chains of silence
These chains which have binded me so strongly,
I have to gather the strength for it
And the courage is creeping silently towards me
There is a silence within me,
Yes, I can feel it deep within me!!

Details | Lyric | |


The natural history of some has never been written,                        We’re but a stream whose source is hidden 
The most exact calculator has no prescience, 
Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. 

I’m many a times moody and wildly wise, 
pursuing daring games with joyful eyes, 
which chose, like meteors, their way 
And rived the dark with private ray: 

I am owner of my private atmosphere, 
of the ample tears shed in a year, 
of pupil’s hand, and oracle’s brain, 
of Lord Christ heart, and prophet’s strain. 

I am one found overleapting the horizon’s edge, 
searching with host’s privilege; 
through man, woman, sea, and star, 
Glancing the dance of nature forward far; 
Through demensions, races, terms, and times, 
Beholding melodical order, and juxtaposing rhymes. 

I’m one treading fountain-heads and pathless groves, 
Spaces which pale passion loves, 
Starlight walks, when all the fowls 
Are safely sheltered, save bats and owls, 
A midnight bell, a passing groan, 
Such are the sounds I feed upon.

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I see you in my dreams, not as a comfort,
Not as an emancipation but as a nightmare.
Those discarded recollections rapidly retort
With dreadful visions that endlessly glare.

I wonder why dreaming you is a nightmare.
Perhaps, I do not possess enough memories
Of you, besides, the good ones are very rare.
My Subconscious visualizes myriad stories.

I shut eyes and try to break my dreamy cage.
Going in a trance, I behold you, I sense you
But opening eyes, I realize that it’s a mirage,
My nightmarish wishes evaporate like dew.

Details | Verse | |


Standing amidst the green pastures,
The body of silken lusture,
Away from the worldly 'features',
What a wonder has created nature.

Freedom fill thee all 
Peace covers thou like a shawl,
Thy - eyes represent harmony,
Thy energy so much fawny.

Are you standing here from the very dawn,
Surrounded by the dewy lawn,
The top of head the twelve 'thorns' -
Symbol of protection from all foes till they are fully gown.

The time seems dreadful night,
When creatures' heart fill with fright,
But your gaze cheers every sight,
Showing all the divine power of 'Light'

Details | Lyric | |


You say you know no saviour,
You say you know no God. 
But find your scripts and rosary,
You'll need them when I'm done. 

Seven armies couldn't stop me.
Seven horsemen couldn't budge
All that I have inside me,
And that I've become. 

Never underestimate your enemies
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet.
Never underestimate your enemies
Or what I'll do for victory.
Shield your eyes so you don't see
That I'm not done yet. 

Happiness; I've done all I can.
Loneliness, let go of my hand.
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet. 

Drink your holy water and cleanse inside,
I'm waiting until midnight.
I won't stop until I hold your heart.
I won't stop until own your soul. 

This evil plays such a pretty song,
You know the words now sing along.
Oh the notes they sound so sweet
In this dark, dark, dark symphony. 

Happiness; I've done all I can.
Loneliness, let go of my hand.
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet.

Never underestimate your enemies
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet.
Never underestimate your enemies
Or what I'll do for victory.
Shield your eyes so you don't see
That I'm not done yet

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I am chained in unseen stringed bondage of essence.
I am what this world defines me and labels me with.
I am bound, bound in my own self, outer existence.
My real Self is hidden under that floating hyacinth.

The flight of Self-discovery drifts towards identity
Like the skin-shedding metamorphosis of butterfly.
When the outer eyes dim in cynical earth’s vanity,
A hushed trumpet illuminates the insight, inner eye.

Echoes of inner self melts in outcries of outer self.
When I ignore what I am, I ensue what I might be.
Many puzzling choices are placed in abstract Shelf.
Something calls me. Searching, I find none but me.

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Building the Self

A self-affliction come undone
A shattered canvas and setting sun
Beneath the reasons I still stay
Beyond the treasons I dare not name

A world divided in my head
A universe to comprehend
A broken sword to crack my shield
To my reflection I always yield

The sights are endless in this place
The lessons won will change its pace
My heart a thousand burning earths
The sun is back to ask its worth

This challenge I can not betray
To run away is to remain
My shattered history now screams
And every silence is in retreat

And then my self-affliction asks
“Why aren’t you burning with the past?”
I take the treasures, not the flames
So every loss can’t be in vain

A brighter sight to carry through
To what exists when there’s no truth
A world where no-one looks within
The only place where life begins

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cheater cheater

cheater cheater pants on fire, when will you ever learn? trust is to be respected, and needs to be earned. Cheater cheater pants on fire, youll end up alone, so my friend let me suggest to you this, that you need to change your tone.

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Alchemical Summoner

An alchemist in history’s tome
My past a tale of creating my own
My energy spent on the pain
I conjured forth from living in shame

A creature came, riddled with hate
The sun would burn his delicate face
I summoned him from darkest depths
A symbol of the loss that I kept

He stared at me, all smiles and rage
Creeping through the shadows at day
At night we spoke in whispered tones
The death I sought had invaded my home

The world I feared no longer held weight
When compared to this monster’s hate
He speaks his mind and I come undone
His twisted plans could bury the sun

He knew so well, the pain that I’d seen
He multiplied each loss ‘til I screamed
But still I learned, and I was in charge
Despite his tricks and these alchemical scars

Now here I am, standing in love
For all his hate, he still holds me up
In quiet pause I learned his name
In knowing truth, our demons are tamed

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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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Stories of the Night

A shift upon receiving
The wisdom of my soul
That perceives a tale reforming
As we fall into this black hole

But awareness now is sinking
Along with this dead earth
To where darkest stories glisten
And rage against my worth

The silence now betrays me
Introspection turns to dust
The life about me failing
As I wake into mistrust

The visions now surrounding
The remainder of my sight
Though darkness crawls before me
It is I who kneel from fright

Draining all my wisdom
There’s nothing I can say
The dark is all consuming
There is eternity to pay

Yet this is just a story
As I glance into the night
This shift will pass before us
And leave me lonely in the light

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The Cage is so dark and so misty, I can hardly breathe there.
The words that echo there are so melancholic and appalling,
The Voices can only whisper as if they are strangled by Fear.
How can a bird that was born for joy, sit in a cage and sing!

The constellations of night, the luminescence of rainforest,
The infinite azure sky, the crimson horizon, the cozy pond,
The ocean, the stony mountains, even the shady bird-nest,
Everything summons my Heart but still it cannot respond.

My Heart is a song bird that is imprisoned in an inner Cage.
How can a bird that was born for joy, sit in a cage and sing!
Let my Heart fly towards liberty, breaking bars of bondage
So that it can sing in a merry tune again by flapping its wing.

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illusions of Freedom

I see the mirrors in my mind
Reflecting all the evil
Brought about by mankind

They show the truth
Indisputable proof

We are governed by one
Yet dictated by all
And god forbid we wind up
On the wrong side of the law

Such a horrible time to live
A generation of children
Brainwashed by the villain

A generation of slaves
Serving their master
Taught to obey 
The rules of the bastard

We were taught as children 
That in America we are free
Yet after observing our culture, I
Agree to disagree

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My soul

On the infinite of sea
without shores,
only the horizon
run the clouds.

I remember,
from long time ago,
on the hot sand,
a young man
love a woman.

As the wind on sky
lavish the clouds
also the time
our loves.

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Beyond sight...

Through my eyes
I see a world laid before me.
A world of color
where many is looked at
but less is seen.
My “eyes” would see the world,
but the world would see only “me”.
I wonder what the world would see
if they looked in my eyes instead…
Would it be the same image they see in “me”?

I maybe in pain,
but I may cast a smile
to the world outside.
They will see only my laughter,
but not the fire of agony
burning in my eyes.

I may have committed crime,
and maybe helpless though I regret it.
I may play an act of innocence
trying to believe it never happened,
in the effort of starting a new life.
But, the guilt in my eyes 
would give the final verdict
which the world would not know
unless they seek the truth in my eyes.

I may sympathies.
But, my words may express
very little to be heard.
But, the world will not see
the kindness in my eyes.
Since, the words spoken by the eyes
are meant to be felt,
not to be heard.

They; the world may look at my eyes
But, may fail to look into my eyes.
Amongst them all
you and I may have passed by a many times,
but, the moment our eyes meet –
what is it that I see?
Not a world of color
like I have been looking at before..
But, if not for color, how can I see?
Now I come to realize
that what I see is a world beyond my sight;
a world of thought and imagination.
What is it I see in your eyes?
Trust? love? hatred? sympathy? or depression?

You may wonder the same.
But, this moment of eye contact
would unknowingly provide the answer,
taking us away from this world
to the deepest depth of the world of thought 
behind our eyes.
But, with one blink
we shall come down to earth again-

We have not spoken a word,
but have communicated a silent message
of a million words.
As the eyes express suppressed words
which are longed to be spoken.

After this moment
I shall look back and walk away,
taking with me the memory
of the look in your eyes.
I know not whether we shall meet again.
But, we share a moment that will last till the end;
a journey to a world beyond our sight…

- Kushalee Jayawickreme -

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Life's Tower

Where are we going
Where have we been
Things pass so fast
My thoughts left to spin

There are no people
There are no minds
There are no faces
There are no signs

Who are we to know
Who are we to see
Who are we to tell others
Where theyre supposed to be

I hear the sounds
Pleasing to the ear
Not to many people
Have ever been here

All you were taught
All you have seen
All you’ve experienced
All that’s obscene

All that’s been done
All that’s been shown
All that’s been felt
All that’s been flown

Means nothing now
Let us enter the hour
It will end soon
As we climb lifes tower

We all treat one another
As if one has all power
The meaning of existence
Is the wilting flower

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Educated fools make rules that tell you and I what we should or should not do
Rules needed to continue to burry you under the edification of demons
To resurrect menus of abuse from a time of misuse
Just like Stalin and his socialistic science
A super human I mean ape is behind this
The majority wants to blind us letting us use our own binders
Manufacturing an army of one kinders
They say we are weak so they play finders keepers
Leaving man kind to turn into sheepish weepers
Destined to be believers
Enlightenment is no longer enticing us
Instead we just role the dice and cuss
Cause we are man made erected in a cave
Just born yesterday
An ancestral clock ticking no body feels the licking they are getting from there master
No more disaster no more devastation the majority stands on the sidelines awaiting
Blackened lips shoot out spit and all ears perk up to hear
Clear illumination shown in high definition
Wasting a generation still not raping but taking yes taking the tasty suckle youth
Not asking to write this new dictionary of hope
Im not a dignitary but I hold up my post
Not to boast shout outs closed
Putting on my cloak of quotes for awhile
If we off then we off lets go off in style

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where ive always been

The air in this tomb sticks to my lungs offers no relief
The moments of comfort are short and brief
the darkness engulfs all of my senses
like the wrapping of guilt in so many confessions

maybe i deserve this twisted fate this ironic end
what i wouldn't give know just for a friend
my body grows weaker as the ordeal carries on
i pray this time tomorrow i will already be gone

laying in this bed i feel its my coffin my casket
don't know where I'm going but ill get there in a hand basket
even though i know its almost over regret seems to be my only companion
inside there is enough sorrow to feel the grand canyon

this late in the end i cant find the strength to speak
so much left unsaid am i wicked or just weak
i think people are here with me voices and a familiar face
the people i love cant follow me know they must stay in this place

if theres more after this life has passed me by
ill wait for you all on the other side 
i hope I've left fond memories with you all
you kept me standing after every single fall

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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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Arno Vale

Arno Vale
Bristol’s Necropolis
City of the Dead
Where the dead and living
In the daytime co-exist.

The path leads full circle
Around the tomb stones, chapels and trees
Tombstone white and bright in the sun
The trees decorated, woollen colours

Booted families trudge through the trees
Others visit the café and the gift shop
All this life in the garden of the dead
It seems almost pagan, in a Christian way
Reminding us of their marriage

The winter sun shines without warmth
Through the trees, the leaves still on the ground
Solitude without loneliness that is what is here
The dead not buried and forgotten;
But, with nature and the living instead.

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The sky is falling

It seems so simple
Yet so strange
Different colors
Clash and change
Lighting up in the rise
Dimming during the fall
Amazing and fascinating
It is to all

Stars and moon
Illuminate the night
At daybreak
Lit up by sunlight
Some wrote songs
That were heard by all
Lyrics including
The sky shall fall
If that is to be
Only the future shall tell
We all will see
what tommorow will bring

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This is my inbox to music

words were meant to be heard without a beat
Not knockn those sitting in the seat
it seems some lost there ability to see
My letters reflect me
I have no studio to rent
But that doesnt stop my message from getting sent
What happened to the stories
The awareness of real world worries
Are we concerned with the wrong thang
How about us who jus wanna sang
If it's not about "what i got", or smoke
My ears bleeding,body stuck, my soul choked
it's a message to what i wrote
Who decides if i'm artistic
This is my inbox to music

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I Am A Jock

A bad play
On a deep and dark September
Gazing from these bleachers
To that ref who blew that call
On a freshly painted court in the middle of fall

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

I've got balls
A fortress deep and plenty
That none will discinagrate
For friendship brings me joy
It's laughter from my best friend Roy

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

Don't talk  hate
For I've heard much before
It's resting in my head
And I'll try not to wake
So It doesn't make you cry
For if I never would of put on that cup
You've  never heard  awwwww shut up

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

I have my hooks
And my cup to protect me
I am such a world charmer
Hiding behind an ump
So another won't bump
I touch no one and he better not touch me

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

And a Jock feels no pain
And a flock seems to die

This is off spin
To Simon And Garfunkle's
I am A Rock    LOL
Gl All

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Smile at your sunshine.
Laugh at your pain.
Live with no regrets,
And dance in the rain.

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I've Learned

I've learned to love myself 
Over these past couple months 
I no longer feel the need 
To be loved by someone else 
You can't love anyone 
Until you learn to love yourself. 
I'm no longer afraid to be alone 
For I know someday I'll find someone 
Who has proven and shown 
That he's the one worthy of my love 
Whose devotion for me 
Will sore high above. 
I've learned that life's too short 
To worry about the little things 
Enjoy the time you have 
Before nothing is as it seems 
Choose your path wisely 
And follow your dreams. 

August 7th, 2007

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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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And the toil of the gods was great part 2

And the toil of the gods was great paert 2                                                                           
Soon the inescapable truth will come hurdling home once again
We may face the end of life and dreams or we may finally ascend and be reborn
Together we must forge the path forward so as one we can understand where we have been
Once again they will set out in search of sustenance for a home that’s bloody and torn
In their code they will take with then the infinite knowledge of the ancients
Another planet a different sun, light-years away more of our people toil on
Now as we face the summit and re nearer the apex we do with their absence
Too much time has passed since the first fathers came and since they had gone
This immortal spirit remains trapped within this fragile shell
Our souls and blood hold the key to a powerful wisdom but the lock evades us all
Still the war is raging no gods or demons and not for tales of heaven and hell
A boundless eternal soul is the prize, defeat will be fatal the ultimate downfall
So many questions we ponder so often oddly frequent
What evolves to feel dread or fear where’s the need to dread ones own death
A celestial being is meant to be whole and completely transient
The coming test we must not fail or we will all share our last dieing breath
The veil can be lifted and the secrets in the palms of our hands
Moving thru time hurdling in space as the universe expands
The true forms we were denied but with salvation we may return to the creation
No longer bound no longer chained and never again forsaken
They forced on us the mind now the peace and liberty must be taken
Soon will see we all die or become one aware feeling boundless wise immortal and free


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Broken Soul

Erika Raiken.
"Me Against Myself"

Put your smile on your face kid, yea that's right, and forget about letting them know. Wipe your tears, pull that knife out your back. There you go. Play soldier, with your head held high, and smile like a champ. Now forget the pain and rip out, rip out your cursed bleeding heart.The heat of it. A thousand cindering tongues licking at your very soul. Corruption lurking in shadows, and yet there is no shade. Just shards that cut like razors in your chest. These are just the mistakes we make, coming from chances we shouldn't have taken. Is there any better way to say "Go To Hell" than E Tu Brute? And Caesar fell. This cataclysmic apocalypse, tearing the demons from your chest, and making them real. A century deep, yet sixteen years true. Sparkling
vision as the tears come. Wipe them now, don't let them see the pain that lurks inside of me, inside of you, inside of every broken soul this world can muster. And through all this drunken rage you find a peace three years deep. Now wake up, 
and remember those years are rotting in some gutter next to Edgar Allan Poe and his Raven. Nevermore! Put that smile on your face kid, and forget about letting them know how dead you are inside. Wipe your tears, and pull that knife with that glistening hollow-point smile, Forget the pain, and rip out the Cursed. Bleeding. Heart

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Civilized Wilderness

It is the most basic world
It has the coward and the bold
The big and small
The short and tall
Creatures of all sizes
None of us ever realizes
Valuable lessons we need
Our knowledge to feed
From them and what they know
And the respect we should show
But arrogance took over our mind
“Throw all abstract values you find”
It was his one and only order
But, we are all scared to cross that border
But we are wrong, it is obvious
To the truth, we are so oblivious
"Foolish human that order defy
What arrogance told you is a lie
These values will help you mature
Making your thoughts pure"
Let me tell you what waits
That will twist all your fates
See that wilderness out there
It is an honor we can’t bear 
Those in it live by the “one for all” code
If they did speak to us, they would’ve told
How to live in matrimony
And everlasting harmony
It is quite simple actually
You can reach there factually
Everybody carries out their task
No one should ever slack
For life will always continue
You must work to get the revenue
Even the predator and prey
To the same lord they pray
Both know they need one another
Without one, there can be no other
They prey knows it has to die
To itself, it can’t lie
It is a present to the predator to live
Its conscience clear, it did forgive
The predator is also the same
To it, it is not a game
Always goes for the mercy kill
Cause the prey came of its own will
You may think it is animalistic bitterness
But it’s the beauty of civilized wilderness

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Silent Kingdom

A fallen kingdom of gloom
The murky lands glisten with doom
A lonely road, deserted by time
So perfect now, this kingdom is mine

I paint the moon from memory’s will
The swirling fog keeps my heart still
I’d count on truth, but all light is gone
The only fact is that I breathe on

I wake again, somewhere inside
This kingdom speaks the darkest desires
A grave recalls nursing my pain
The tombs beneath all know my name

A thousand years, decaying in sin
Another hour is a hundred within
A mirror breaks every time I recall
I used to smile; I had life before

I wake again, what was it I found?
The scent of pain, and once more I’m bound
This kingdom knows too much to talk
Now I sleep in graves, as silence befalls

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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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as one-
takes us beyond

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A smile in a thought of a "forever" like this.
A dream from a star's one wish.
A love of a life from a fairy tale one told
To a child with an imagination worth a whole pot of gold.

Can you really put a value to something like this?
Like that feeling you get from your last first kiss?
Or the dreams that come true from a shooting star's wish?
There's no value worth more than all this.

A song from a night from a heart's first glance.
A sway from a dress from a love's first dance.
A rose from a thorn from a child's freedom.
A ring from a night from a tear from one.

Can you really put a value to a moment like this?
To a second in time so carefree as this?
To a heartbeat caused by pure peace and bliss?
To a child's eye lit by a shooting star and a wish?

Could you tell me what it's worth?
Or could you tell me which came first?
Was it hope for a future unknown,
Or happiness from the love that's shown?
Was it a dream from a fairy tale,
Or optimism after every fail?
Because the child that I've never seen
Is one without a single dream.

So tell me,
Can you really put a value to this?
To a first kiss?
A child's wish?
Pure bliss?
To this?
To this moment looking into your eyes?
To a fairy tale defined
By you and I.

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The Iron Seat

Opening of the gates
The non-existent waits
To judge your mortal fate
Among the human race

What’s the matter now?
Can you even tell?
When you dwell in evil
The devil sends a messenger from hell
--From hell…

Live your life the way you want
It’s time to show just what you’ve got
Fire burning hate in your heart
Or goodness playing a glorious part
--A glorious part!

But you chose to stray
To the dark where the shadows play
Complete the chain of decay
It’s time to pay, it’s time to pay
Time to take your place
On the maiden you create
Shackle you bones
And your flesh to the Iron Seat
--The Iron Seat

What’s the matter now?
Can you even tell?
When you dwell in evil
The devil sends a messenger from hell
Who’s the one to blame?
Now finish the malifical game!
And when it’s all over
You’ll pay the piper another soul to gain

Who’s your master now?
Now you have to tell
When you live your life towards a greater good
You’re replaced for someone else
Who’s the one to blame?
Just finish the damn game!
You were bad from the start
So play your part from beginning to the end


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My Resurrection

Confusion in my head 
From beginning to end 
Passion of the heart 
Again I start 
Over and over 
Games of art 
Pain inside 
Rips me apart 
That's my life 
No beginning 
No end in sight 
Whos in the mirror? 
I don't recognize them... 
Puts me in fear 
My resurrection begins here 

July 11th, 2008

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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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The Ugly American

When Europeans first came to America, it seemed to be their role...
To reach out with both hands, for all the goods and lands they stole.

When our nation was founded by men of vision...
They spoke out, their king showed them nothing but derision.

The colonization by troops and taxes imposed were so unfair...
Liberty from him was declared, fought for, and taken from there.

The thefts of that king were small by any means...
To the way we have treated our fellow Americans.

We continued to take the Indians' lands...
Never thinking twice, of the blood on our hands.

We greeted the black man with whip and chains...
Can we ever remove the ghosts of their pains?

Yes, we drenched our land red with blood to set them free...
But prejudice remains, even after more than a century.

We have helped set so many peoples free with our aid in war...
Have we forgotten at home, just what was fought for?

"Ours is the greatest country" we tend to shout...
Yet, the Ugly American still lurks about.

The world watches us with wonder and awe...
Many hate or envy us, because of our human nature's flaw.

Many cast for hope, but reel in despair...
The things we do to others, we must do with better care.

The Greatest Generation the world will ever know...
Is slowly dying, their life's light passing out, as darkening embers go.

If our nation should have learned anything...
It must be that millions suffer to have Freedom's Ring.

Our understanding and compassion will go a long way...
To let them see, the "Ugly American's " face, as not so ugly one day.

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Spiritual Recall

Ageless in confession
Above my fear’s greed
It prays for me to falter
And forget what I believe

Life was once a symbol
A tool for self-reclaim
For honest independence
But then began this game

A world that was for taking
Advantage of the true
Through bitter, lost denials
A rebellion then ensued

Pain became infection
Never again a sign
Instead of overcoming
We chose vengeance and design

But though these things run rampant
Life is still a tool
To understand our failures
We will only find more truths

Ageless in this wisdom
Beneath my highest form
And between opposing forces
I will remember where I’m from

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Sticks, Stones and Words

Sticks and stones 
may break bones 
Words pierce the heart 
and stick to the soul 

Sticks and stones 
may scar the skin
Words saddle the heart 
and sour the soul

Words are like arrows; 
in the quiver 
of a temperamental ruler

So powerful is he, 
he had to be made small 
So swift is he, 
he must be fastened 
to the floor, 
held flat down,
behind double gates
in a windowless castle, 
guarded by an army; 
gleaming white as justice

Details | I do not know? | |

with thanks to Don Henley

with thanks to Don Henley... echo of her laugh

whispers past

a simple joy, a gentle breeze

of quiet reflection that can never last

the fleeting innocence once drifting along

then disappearing into the notes of that Don Henley song

the end, he sang, of the innocence once felt

of days and of nights of serene peace

gone forever now, 

for into the night's void everything must eventually melt

though the memories and the thoughts 

and the echoes of her whispers

settled this gypsy heart, putting it at ease

but that's all long gone now

even though the echoes of her whispers

seem never to cease...

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God is unhappy

God is a Single
But God can’t create His spouse
That’s why there is hell!

God is the Most Kind
But God is not kind to all
God is the Big Mind!

God is the Most Wise
But God doesn’t know how to
Become all-time nice!

God is the So-So
But God is the best person
God is Mass and Glow!

God is unhappy
But God is so kind and good
He makes us happy!

We can make God smile
But we can't make God happy
God has His own style!

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I'm Thinking naga-uta lyric form

with muse in my hand
and wire tapping on brain
I begin journey
to explore imagination 
to find a story
for sheer enjoyment
when bounty is truely found
on that given day I sought

Entry For 
Brian Strand's 
Lyric Contest

Details | I do not know? | |

Abortion at seventeen

Abortion at seventeen 
The shades of black within you surface
before you lose consciousness on the 
sanitized bed of the hospital.
No friendly face is waiting outside.
Your age is seventeen… almost.
This is the age of the quick use and throw.
The shades of black make you take an oath, 
just before sleep, medicated sleep,  
that you won’t attach yourself to
anyone for long. You are cured
from romances, immune from love.

These are the words that belong to past, 
I urge to tell more to see if tears 
are going to make you less of a goddess 
which I think you actually are.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 

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Inspiring is the lion’s roar Inspiring is the sea. They strengthen all the courage That lives inside of me. Inspiring is the wind As it tosses about the trees, And inspiring is the humming Of the little bumblebees. Inspiring is the eagle As it soars above the sun, And inspiring is the man Who will never use his gun. Inspiring is the dolphin As it dances in the waves, And inspiring is the swan With the graceful way it bathes. Inspiring are the people Who embrace the warmth of love, And inspiring is the poet Who rhymes for those above. Inspiring are those who shun The violent plague of war And inspiring is the soldier And those he does fight for. Inspiring is the courage That lives inside of me, And inspiring is the unity That comes from the word “we”.

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Thoughts I keep

Silent when I walk, non violent when i talk. 
I'll never be a tyrant its not within my thoughts. 
Part of the clientel that bought into their shhh.
A consumer consumed by products I pick. 
I'm flickin a switch, hitting it quick cos I'm sensing a technical glitch in the prossess controling my pitch and tone. 
Sometimes it feels like I'm alone and I dare not speak. For fear of ridicule from the people I reach for. 
We just molecules people, I wish I could teach more. I only know what I know and I try to learn more. 
They say its a blessing but it feels like a chore.
Lyrical gangsters keep shutting the door. They show me the way and then beat me to the floor. 
Show me a little dance cos that's what its for. Keeping us docile while they continue with war.

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Fury of Frustration

I work up a sweat every single day I struggle to belong somewhere, to stay It’s like I’m fighting a hopeless battle I’m powerless and the poisonous snakes rattle I feel death’s embrace coming nearer I hear his voice, getting clearer Death even wrapped me in chains Another burden on top of all of my pains There is nothing but blackness around I think I’m deaf; I hear no sound I close my eyes accepting my fate I have no savior, whoever it was its too late “NO! YOU MORON, YOU MUST SURVIVE!!!! YOU CANT GIVE UP, FIGHT TO STAY ALIVE!!!! LIFE IS BUT A WH*RE THAT YOU DON’T NEED TO SCORE!!! WHAT ARE YOU STILL LYING HERE FOR?!!” I open my eyes as they search for the voice, my savior Never did I think they’d have an eccentric behavior I see nothing but flames of mystical blue They envelope me, yet they feel like dew “I can’t believe I belong to a coward Who doesn’t have the courage to step forward” The sound seemed to come from everywhere I didn’t know who to answer, where? “You don’t have to see me to know I exist But I’ll show you my form because you’ll insist” I’m speechless from the knowledge of the voice It makes me feel like I truly have no choice “Who are you? Show yourself”, I croak A man appears, the flames are his cloak Looks strong, fierce and prepared for anything It’s surreal, I pretend that I can’t see a thing He waits for me to acknowledge his existence Doesn’t give up easy, I admire his persistence “You are ready to learn of your power You must make sure, you, it won’t devour” “The demon inside you will make you strong But don’t let it stay in control for too long Or your existence shall be erased forever And to be able to come back will be never” I’m surprised I had such a weapon at my disposal I keenly agree to the man’s proposal “This power existed since the beginning of creation I present to you, the fury of frustration”

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Kisses felt:
Moments lost. 
Priceless moments
Always cost.
Peace and love:
Childhood wishes.
Friends forever,
Like butterfly kisses,
Never last
More than a day,
Then they all
Fade away.
Dreams, like shoes,
Become too small
To fit our lives
When potential calls.
Kisses felt:
Moments lost.
Priceless moments
Always cost.
Is the price
Worth the pain?
Or worth the strength
We eventually gain?
Of course it is.
Just persevere.
Don't ever stop dreaming.
Don't live in fear.

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what can I say

In our dominion there's a difference in opinions. 
At the end of the day we're all their minions. 
They make millions upon millions taxing civalians. 
Where's the resiliance, we remain so dilligent. 
Who's better served you or the imagrants? 
Shame... Knew ya'd say that. 
Look why they came, can ya blame them for that. 
If it were u, you'd do the same and i know that for a fact. 
I hear some say "yeah but they black". 
And that's offending the fish! 
Sorry but that's one thing that really busts me up. 
God forbid the day a white man isn't judged by the way he conducts himself. 
I'm not sayin it for the good of my health. 
And no use tip toeing around with ultimate stealth. 
It must be discussed to rid the discust i find and trust, 
we on the cusp of humanity re-defined. 
Ya can't hide behind the jokes anymore.
because we are well educated and we're reversing the score. 
Most people laugh and don't know what for. 
Its an inbuilt reaction that's coming forth.

Details | I do not know? | |

My Beautiful Singularity

Speeding through the depths of space, 
186,000 miles a second I race. 
Catching nothing but a shimmer of you, 
over millions of light years you still shine through. 

At light speed I pass by nebulae and galaxies, 
warm and loving you are in my hypotheses. 
The beauty of the universe, 
Still does not quench my sought for thirst. 
For you are the beauty I hold dear, 
As your radio wave I finally hear. 
Your elegant beauty strips me of fundamental thought, 
As your intellect fuses with elegance my heart you solely caught. 
With my chest erupting like a solar fare, 
As you climb upon me with a lustful stare. 

Drag me in with your sweet gravity, 
hold me in for near an eternity. 
Strip me of my molecular stability, 
As we fall into infinity, infinity 
As we bond into a beautiful singularity. 

Details | Lyric | |

And the toil of the gods was great part1

{I close my eyes and see you there, looking at me. I watch myself watch you. As I look at us 
in mind I wonder to myself if I’m seeing myself watching you then who am I.}
Ten thousand years the time that’s past and during the years all our knowledge was lost
Stolen and hidden often misused, twisted distorted or simply fake.
Now in the end at this precipice we start to grasp the weight of the cost
For too long now we have been blinded to what is real and what’s at stake
Our cosmos a chaotic symphony blanketed in an ocean of time
An entire race of beings without eyes to see and the minds of children
Left here clueless alone stumbling clumsily in the dark waiting for a sign
So much disconnection has transpired since we freed ourselves from Eden
Much too obvious are planet is not like us, who or what we are
A circus of gloom bent on destruction to ignorant and riddled with fear
Out in space there where many thriving worlds all rotating around its motherly star
We have been exiled here we deserve the freedom no longer should we toil here
Our failure to see life for what it is, its unique and a space-time miracle
Any life, anywhere, in the vastness of time a single blade of grass is precious and rare
As we consume and devour our forsaken garden for material that is tangible
A young and dieing world full of slaves and orphaned souls, a heavy cross to bear

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I throw bottles in the sea
and they follow their destinies
for years and years.

Every day, religiously,
I come back.
I sit on the pier.
The big ships have gone.
The quiet sea predicts a storm.

Seven small waves caress my feet
Iemanjá smiles.
She is beautiful, our majesty of the sea.

Something touches me.
A bottle.
There's a message inside.
I don't know if I should open it.
I don't know if I should read it.
I don't know if I rip it up.
I don't know if I should break the bottle
or if I should take it home.

I hesitate
in ecstasy and emotion,
contentment and fear.
I shake. I freeze.

One second goes by.
One second is enough.
(Mystery we don't understand.)
(Mystery we can't translate.)

The universe streches
in front of me
and I can't see the miracle.

A wave breaks,
pulling the bottle in an undercurrent,
and before I can open its seal
_it is gone 
(there it goes once again)
toward the open sea.
It's there.
Impossible to be found.

Patricia Evans

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I Got Dough {Solfege}

Do -  do   -        a female la beer
Re -  re    -        a drop of re beer
Mi  -  mi             without my mi beer  
Fa-    fa -           place to drive to get ti beer
So  -  so   -        you ran out of mi beer
La   -  la   -         la de da la de da I'll wait for la beer
Ti  -    ti    -        spilt spilt ti beer so no more more of la beer

Do - Do              Do la la think I'm sexy after about six six so beers  LOL 

Got Beer !
Over The Lips Thru The Gums
Look-out Stomach Here It Comes LOL

Also Entry For Izzy Gumbo's Solfege Contest

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The Balance

Bless you, Lord
For the bounties you’ve handed me down
For the children I love
As their laughter replaces my frown

Thank you, sweet Lord
For the times when I wasn’t so sad
Thank you, sweet Lord
For the good times and the bad 

For life is a balance
And God knows I’m caught in the middle
The tune that I’ve danced to was oft’ times from Lucifers fiddle
The music so sweet, when the worlds at my feet
One dance closer to solving lifes riddle

If not for the wrong road
Then the other would not be the right
If not for the darkness
Then the stars wouldn’t shine out so bright

Thank you, sweet Lord
For the times when I wasn’t so sad
Thank you, sweet Lord 
For the good times and the bad

For life is a balance
And God knows I’m caught in the middle
The tune that I’ve danced to was oft’ times from Lucifers fiddle
The music so sweet, when the worlds at my feet
One dance closer to solving lifes riddle

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My Redemption

This lonely forsaken creature is worshiped in the labyrinth of my heart
He sits on his cheap framed throne with his faceless glare, playing God 
He is the masochist inside of the mirror
He made me rip out my own eyes, so I could see clearer
I have died a thousand times
It made me numb to fear

Possessive fingers of quicksilver strain 
Stroke my nerves in my sleep
I no longer awaken feeling relentless pain 
I swear I will paint the walls with this mortality if I must watch one more of them burn
If your only wish is crucifixion 
All I can say is wait your turn

The nails are ripping into the skin again 
I tear myself down from my execution 
Bleeding feet, be my traveling companions 
My only existing sin is faking a smile
If they wont let me in the gates, then I would rather live in exile 

Hallowed be thy name 
Meaningless torture be thy shame 
Paranoid sanctuary 
Bear the weight of the hollow world
Swallow all that you cannot carry 

I feel the excruciation within 
You finish yourself and inhale unearthly sin 
Are you all really just slaves to yourselves?

Lonely forsaken creature..
Faceless glare..playing God..
Masochist in the mirror..
Rip out my eyes..die a thousand times..
I've become numb to fear

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Cleansed by Water

A dark embrace, quiet and cold
Born to sink into this mould
The earth a path of perfect distress
Of wolves and sheep, I was made to confess

So empty then, in playful repent
Such guilt in awe of all that I spent
All protest thrown into the sea
My spirit drowned by the monster in me

Then reborn, as silent as sin
A broken storm, a chaotic thing
Creating pain; scorching this world
The ocean’s cries going unheard

Casting stones at evil’s request
Into the pain my mirror detests
Her empty face; the lessons I fought
How many lost; how many sought?

Broken then, seeking despair
Designed to die; created to share
To fade alone, I sought barren lands
The winter ice then taking my hand

A cracking shell, the ocean beneath
Cleansed by rain encompassing me
A greater depth I’d never known
Awash with pain, but no longer alone

The soul I’d lost, holding me still
Empty before, but now I am filled
Reborn in light; reclaimed by the sea
The ice is gone, and now I am free

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No Title (2)

Through the clear northern sky,
Through the glitt’ring eastern sea
You can now freely fly –
You are born for flying free!

Turning neither left not right
You can catch the shooting star,
Which has left the trek as bright
As it leads away a far.

Through the day and through the night,
Through the very distant lands,
Through the deserts, snow white,
Through the swirling desert sands.

Gather every sparkling light
Coming from the sun and moon.
Fast and high you keep your flight
And you get away as soon!


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O those colorful old days - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

Those days have left my gold cage
O those colorful old days
They have untied knots of 
Pain and joy in so many ways
O those colorful old days!

They will learn the craft of 
Writing songs from my soul –
It was their intention 
I know it was their goal! 
Without saying a word at this stage 
They all have flown away in their ways!
O those colorful old days!

I dream, they are roaming 
Around my broken cage
For someone of those days
For someone I can guess.
O those colorful old days!

Is this pain for nothing!
Are they birds of shadow?
Haven’t they flapped their wings? 
I have heard sound, I know!
Without saying a word at this stage 
They all have flown away in their ways!
O those colorful old days!

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Insignificant Man

Deep in the jungle where the deep river laps
And the tiger rich meal eaten naps
Where the young one’s play at their mothers side
And the deep verdant canopy reaches far and wide

In a lush green meadow where the cattle stand
Chewing their cud as they stroll the land
Where the fields are divided into pattern and lines
And rich purple grapes grow on trellised vines

Down a country lane a maiden skips
And a postcard in the mailbox slips
While children round the sweet shop crowd
Teasing in childish voices, playful and loud

On a grassy hillside a shepherd bends
While he gentle watches and his flock tends
The thick grass gentle under his feet
That becomes stiff and hard in the snow and sleet

Deep the blue ocean, her ever changing tide
While the foamy white surf on the billows ride
While the sea her fury to the sky expresses
Yet runs softly to shore and there gently caresses

In the desolate dessert the hot sun blazes
As the day passes through its many phases
For far and wide do the sand dunes span
In the distance a mirage of a solitary man

Up on Mount Everest in the cold and snow
Where stinging like a whip dies the freezing wind blow
Where all around there is nothing but ice
And the cost of a climb is life as the price

In the city street the people rush
Never a moment without a hush
And tall the stone buildings blocking the light
While toxic emissions pollute the night

On this fair planet that circles the sun
Where mountains rise and rivers run
There is so much diversity in this small place
It’s hard to imagine what’s out in space
We are so insignificant, the human race!!!


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Forgive me God if I become tired - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

Forgive me God if I become tired 
If I become slow and less inspired.

O my mind is so scared
It trembles in top fear 
Forgive this sadness God –
I believe you do care.

God forgive this awful weakness
If I look back become mindless!

In the day’s burning sun
My garland of flower
Withers in worship’s plate –
God don’t let me suffer.

Details | Lyric | |


The dark invented my mind
Inspired my designs
The light created the pain
Duality insane

All hope has taken a turn
Become something I yearn
And only reason is left
Fighting off my bitter theft

The war within confides
With universal life
Still something they can’t see
Duality disagrees

All laws are part of the plan
To openly re-expand
The darkness in our thoughts
For this the truth runs short

The love of life will fear
The love of hate too near
But then what do I know?
My dualism grows

As night digs deep in the dirt
Now clutching at my hurt
The light is holding me
Duality’s guarantee

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You must keep up , you must run fast
Towards the future , leaving past
To prove yourself your own existence
To stand your ground through world``s resistance.

You are trying hard to be the best,
There is no time for peace and rest.
The pleasure lies in new success,
You don`t enjoy what you possess.

You sometimes pray for virtue , beauty,
But don`t forget your sinful duty.
You`ll think about your feelings later
When richer you become and greater.

Just look around , where are you running?
Take off the mask so charming , cunning
And you`ll be driven to distraction,
When you make out  your true reflection:
A dark abyss , an endless hole.
You`ve burnt your heart and burnt your soul.

Details | Rhyme | |

The clouds of a storm - Original By Rabindranath Tagore

If my mind rushes like the clouds 
Of a storm since it’s restless
God forgive me, please forgive me
I ask for your forgiveness.

My poor sinless mind 
Has come on the shore of sin!
God please have mercy: 
Open your door let me in.

I live in the water 
But I am dying of thirst!
God take a look at me 
Please give pure joy in my heart.

Details | ABC | |

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 | Lyric | |


Muddy body,
slimy spirit
and my wet vision doesn't identify you near.

All my fresh is drenched with water.
All my soul is imortally drowned.

(You will not come as usual, it's clear.)

Days of dryness.
Days of wild heats.
and many of harsh heart beats.

Days of atrocious storms.
Days when I born
and some when I die 
(that I feel myself aside)

And there are days I'm out of bounds...

But when you don't hear my claim,
and when you are not even around,
These are the days
when I always rain.

Patricia Evans

Details | Lyric | |

Willing to die

These people I save
Day and day
They need my aid
They never keep the peace
War, famine and struggle
The only three things they know

Using greed and power
to ramble through life
Shrouding themselves
in false security
and meaningless lies

Denying even to themselves
That they are the reason for things
The reason they whimper and cry
Self genocide
Willing to die

Martyrs for nothing
People always fight
Believing war is right
Indomitable nations
Battle against one another
Waging campaigns of death
to destroy their own people

Race is nothing
When all is the same
Centiant force
Concious spirit
Waits beneath your mind
Power of unbelievable kind

Once you free yourself
War is not the answer
You see your reason for living
You see what it means to be fre

Details | Lyric | |


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!


No tear, 

No tear, 

No tear.

Details | Lyric | |

Man vs The Universe

If all the elements came together, when would life begin?
Would it take a billion eons between the yang and yin?
How many hours were in a day before there was a sun?
How much did we know when  our existence had just begun?
If Eve had never bitten the apple, where would we be now?
With all their needs met would they learn or even  to know how?
Would they have needed emotions before they felt fear and shame?
Or would they need emotions to truly know God’s name?
We as humans debate these questions over and over again.
We even debate the question of the appearance of  the wife of Cain.
Did God not drive our knowledge, and our knowledge became our goal.
In God’s elegant way, we find the answers to save the stagnant soul.

Details | Lyric | |

Casting My Cares

Peering down the many years,
Scorning at the countless tears.
This itch in my soul
Is screaming to come out.
This bitterness digs me in a hole
Drowning in a sea of doubt.
My demons rage within me
Pulling me back to the child I used to be.
I thirst to win the race,
My heart yeans to see Your face.
But my strength fails and I can’t move farther.
I fear I’m only treading water.
I can’t shake the restlessness in my soul
And the many sleepless nights begin to take its toll.
I stand defeated as my own enemy,
As if all I was taught is but a faint memory.
And the salt in my wounds burns more and more
The only way out is to give up all I’m fighting for.
Empty myself of all selfish ambition
And open myself to quiet submission.
The burden is heavy, but it’s not mine to bare,
Laying down pain for a grace so unfair.
As I cast my cares to the only One who can heal
Peace fills in what I feel.

Details | Lyric | |


eventually everything loses its touch
eventually everyone gets rid of their lust
and when you can no longer pretend
that everything eventually comes to an end

it'll all come down in a bad way
no one not even you can stop fate
so why bother why even try
because all of us will eventually die

im not stupid
im not going to believe their lies
im not naive 
and im not going to give in this time

trouble all of us will eventually meet
i guess you think a fool i must be
but the truth is so full of heat
the odds i guess no one can beat

im not stupid
im not going to believe their lies
im not naive 
and im not going to give in this time

and this pain fills me
wishing i could escape this destiny
but whats meant to happen will
i wonder how does that make you feel

the truth makes you so pail
slowly we're losing to this hell
in this life we're all going to fail
and we can't escape this jail

baby listen to me yell

im not stupid
im not going to believe their lies
im not naive 
and im not going to give in this time

eventually you will give up 
eventually your words will be left in the dust
eventually you will lose your shameful lust
while everything has already lost its touch

Details | Free verse | |



Details | Quatrain | |


Swimming deep in the ease inside my bed-
I sift through dreams that drift inside my head-
And kiss the storm that's deep inside my core-
where dancing in the rain is not a metaphor.

Slept through love, and slept through it's collage-
turns out what was real, was a mirage-
And kiss the pain that's deep inside my core-
because where there was a Miss, there is no more.

Details | Rondeau | |

The Noblest Career

James 3: 12 and Proverbs 15:1 have been paraphrased here in the following 
poem. You are invited, dear reader, to kindly read those Bible verses before or 
after reading this poem.

Teaching might be the noblest career;
But it has its dangers, in its rear.

Saint James warned us about this great trend,
That we might not fall before and bend

To worship some regretful mistake.
“How can the same source of water take

Pure sweet water and make it bitter? ”
In slanders every single letter

Causes the fire of hatred to grow;
But a kind answer frees and lets go!

For teaching is the noblest career;
But it has its danger, in its rear.

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Fabricated images
Without deep space
 Ephemeral expression
Elopements in  ill fate.

Expression taking breath
From moon to mountain top
Statements interlaced
Making a solemn flop.

A message came from the breeze
From  a delicate plant in motion
Graceful webs woven by spider
A joy in living with guarded caution.

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Dark Homecoming

Dissolving all ideals
The reasons trapped in ice
Evil changed its tactic
And our love beckoned the night

Desperately clinging
To the dawn of all descent
Heartless our shaping
All good has now been spent

Demonstrations calling
Become what we all see
Decayed and animalistic
Because everything agrees

The danger in not knowing
That a shark can only bleed
It eats at itself slowly
Or it become another’s meat

And this is what is calling
From the pain that we call home
Where everything now festers
Where everyone’s alone

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The Book of You

I see you, more than you understand
Your heart, your soul, its like the perfect book

Your heart it beats and yet you do not live
Why do you resign yourself to such a fate,
A fate, an attempt at life that is such a waste

I know in your heart you wish things where different
Wish the past had not happened, 
Wished that your heart did not ache so much

This wish is futile, to wish your heart away is to hide
Do not hide from what enriches your life
You will forever remember this
Learn from these pages in your book 

Yet that crippling pain is likely the purest emotion you have felt
I am here staring into you, reading you

I see your soul for what it is,
It is struggling to restore your shattered heart
Your greatest weakness is your fear

You fear for what can be, for the next pain
So many times you have been shattered
Many times broken and defeated

But you must learn to fight back
Learning that pain is only the beginning is the only way

Without this I doubt your heart or your soul will survive
Survive the apocalypse of your life, fate has not ended it
This is after all just the beginning of your future

I beg you to continue your life,
I yearn to read into your heart, mind and soul more

Please forgive my selfishness but I need you to continue
The waste of your heart is too much
The waste of a soul like yours is a shame

I will pass you the string for which to sew your heart
I will pass you each piece, each shard of your soul
Allow yourself time to heal,
The process is only as slow as you make it

Demand your heart to listen to your mind
Falling back into the pit of despair is truly mad
If you allow yourself to fall within its inky depths
Then forever will its dark tentacles enwrap your heart

You have felt the pain now, felt it keenly
Do not fall into vengeance, it is seductive, it is sweet
But it is a short reprieve from the darkness

Take heart, the good die young is what we're told
The better die last.
The best live eternal in their love, for true love is eternal
That love will forever last in another’s hear.

Do not give in to pain,
Do not give in to hate,
Give in to your recovery.

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felt in this world

Felt as if I were a stranger amongst family.
A mere shadow puppet on the wall.
The whispers that enraged me deeply.
From all the distasteful, shameful,
ungrateful words that had been spoken.
Utter silence drifting away,
the darkness starts to reign.
Sincerity's all so superficial beauty shines brightly,
blinding us from the true light burning within.
Rebelliously our selfish motives,
and lustful attitudes,
ruthlessly are felt thru out the land.
Emotionless thoughts,a lack of wisdom,
Aimlessly wandering about,
consuming everything in it's path.
Leaving "heart aches" as distraactions,
felt dining the war within the chains of bondage.
Keeping us slaves of death.
Our "seeds of faith" never failing,
surrendering to our human nature.
Repenting with our bankrupted souls.
His grace,given with forgiveness
and love.

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Shes an angels

She looked at me with her eyes
Healing everything even my lies
Even when I am descending
She never gives me an ending

All becomes peaceful with no pain
Not pushing her away I gain

Acting if she is my own 
Never she is harder than stone
Generating pure spirit is a cure
Evening lights shine so pure
Love of all things she holds
Some love stands in time so bold

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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

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A Poet's World

This poem is about the life and feelings of a poet/poetess.

In a poet's world there is heaven and hell,
and many stories to tell.
There are mysteries to solve and codes to unravel,
many roads to travel.
There are confessions of yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
Storms of rejection, dejection, and sorrow.
Reflections of love, marriage, and romance.
Expressions of flamboyance and dance.

In a poet's world there is music of rhythm and verse,
imaginations of all things on earth.
Songs, sonnets, lyrics, and beats,
gardens of flowers and of trees.
There are times of drama, prose, and learning.
A constant desire burning.
Laughter and tears and feelings of fear, all in a poet's world.
There are influences to work, criticism and hurt.
Achievement and goal, warmth and cold,
visions of life and death, 
and times to be quiet.

In a poet's world there is religion, science, and belief,
faith, hope, war, and peace.
Emotions of anger and tempers that rage,
many characters on stage.

In a poet's world there are promises and dreams,
nightmares and screams,
humbleness, happiness, and philosophy,
a lifetime of writing for infinity.
It's an angel who speaks to the poet's soul,
to tell the world all his heart holds.

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Future, A Desolating Future(Part 2)

the sweet sun is bound to rest-
to melt is the tomorrow of the glaciers;
wither will be the daffodil, though at her best
to cry is the future of our laughters...

Details | I do not know? | |

Let Me See Through Your Eyeballs...

I already saw many things
Through my own precious eyes
Vision is really a great blessing
Thank God for that privilege

I saw many things and heard a lot
I didn't grasp them all completely
But I tried to defend them always
Because they were my own views and judgements

I tried to build up my life
Based on my self-made philosophy
I never listened to what others saw
I thought it meant for them and not for me

Now I realize I was mistaken
I am glad I learned it at least now 
I don't worry it is too late
I believe I can make it very well

I always feel young at heart
It is one of the positives I have
It helps me to rise again from destructions
And extend my wings to soar high up in the sky

Today is the day and now is the hour
Open your eyes ,see around
Tell me what do you see, and what do you think
I will definitely listen to you with respect 

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Well done O Cruel well done - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

Well done O Cruel well done
Burn my heart O God burn!

If I don’t burn my incense
It doesn’t emit fragrance!
If I don’t lit up my lamp
It gives no light in my camp!

When I become unconscious and life is so hard
Then God your harmful touch is your sweetest reward!

In fascination and shame
I can’t see you so hard game!
God set afire my darkness
By thunderbolts of sadness!

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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.

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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 

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

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All the stars of your sky - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

All the stars of your sky tonight
Have come in my mind to give light!

Now your world has crashed into me
Breaking into pieces of glee!
All blossoms of your all the groves
Now manifest on my body!

All the worlds’ happiness and bliss
Are to me what deep fragrance is!
Now they all have come in my mind
To praise you in temple of peace!

I am so deep in thought today
From this world I am far away!
Breath of the world plays in my mind
Wonderful music that can pray!

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And all is incomplete, and will be left undone
While buildings crumble and things decay,
Kaleidoscopic seasons pass and gardens grow
And a thousand years will bloom and fade.
And all that we hold holy will be forgotten
Blowing over distant hills in dust.

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Humble Resolution

There’s a line that needs to be drawn
As the sickness is coming on
We’re battling a war here
Don’t know the reason behind this fear
It consumes us as we reflect on this horrific mess
But we’re coming with our judgment and our political address
It seems we can’t stay quiet and just make nice
Pointing fingers at the world for making this strife
We scream and fight for the right to be right
 There’s a whispering in our ears that we’ll win this fight
This is the dawn of a new age, a coming revolution
But we’re missing the point, the need for resolution
And as we look down at the blood in our hands
We see this pain as a means to the end
Pick up our armor, cling to our security
We’re all just scared of this hopeless reality
That the end to the struggle requires a humble retreat
The ability to turn around and admit defeat

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Synchronistic Riddles

An undisclosed confession
Voiced by things unseen
Expressed within my purpose
And written in my dreams

So quietly I tell you
Quietly I sing
Of all the truth I witness
In the depths of everything

With synchronistic focus
Divination's gift
And in enigmatic silence
I pray the veil will lift

These dreams are so elusive
They play within the shade
And just as I might glimpse them
The visions start to change

They dance within this statement
They observe from in my mind
Their riddles go unnoticed 
As do all the clues I hide

Yet I see them in my mirror
I can catch them in these words
These dreams are from our future
And from a past that goes unheard

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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! 

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To you

Why do you wish to hear me out?
You do not care, I have no doubt.
What is for you my joy and pain?
Are you too bored or simply vain?

You’ll take my heart to be amused,
Then leave it lying torn and used
You want to know, to taste, to feel
And then to say there’s no big deal…

I hate myself for loving you,
For all the things you’ve put me through.
I dreamed of you with all my passion,
But you thought love was not in fashion.

Maybe you’re right, why should we bother?
If one is gone, we’ll find another.
And love is just a silly rumor,
That has a lack of sense of humor.

The truth is that I wasn’t scared
To speak the words you’d never dared.
And feelings that you’ve hidden deep,
Forever now are yours to keep.

So that is all, you`ve heard the story
And I don’t need your worthless sorry.
Cause if today I drown in sorrow,
The sun will rise again tomorrow.

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we are the ones we've been waiting for



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I lay down in my garden
waiting for the sunset
I was watching the gentle breeze
touching the gentle leaves

Summer was leaving
and it was a cold sunset

My thoughts were so far
I remembered a poem I had read
so beautiful and so wise
about leaves falling down,
and the necessary strength to fall
(There is power in letting go)

And it was fall
Leaves were becoming brown
soon they would be on the ground

Nature -- see the picture:
The cold sunset
the summer that was leaving
and the first leaf that suddenly had fallen

It made no noise
But in front of this vision
My soul ran away scared

I didn't look back
I didn't say a word
I knew there was power
I was there -- lying down
I myself had fallen!
But I could feel
what was to come

The leaf on the ground
feeding the land
raising another tree

The poet was right
There is strengh and power in letting go

But it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt

I ran away
I ran away alarmed
I ran away from you,
refused to nourish you,
didn't accept to start it all over again
not so soon

I am not going to rot, love,
I will be burned by the first sunbeam
of tomorrow's morning

We are the metaphor
not nature, my dear

I changed destiny this time
I broke the circle and
You will stay hungry

I am sorry that you are going to pay
for the mysteries of life
while I lay down in my garden
in this begining of fall.

Patrícia Evans

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Midnight Lily

When we are all alone
when we don’t know where to go
we need to overcome
the feet that trample us to the ground
Some will persist to stay
others will fall for everything
if they don’t stand for anything
if you live for me
I’ll always live
and if u die for me
I’ll live everyday for you
Midnight lily; you are trampled underneath
as they watch and stare
waiting for a passion something to let you live
come and see what you have
come and see what you have is me
if you hold on now more will come
…they promise you
but if you always hold on
love can be true
leaf turns to leaf
live it when you can
We all fall into grief
 not all the same
lets be strong and rise again
show them whom you are
if you live for me
I’ll always live
and if u die for me
I’ll live everyday for you
Midnight lily; you are trampled underneath
as they watch and stare
waiting for a passion something to let you live
come and see what you have
come and see what you have is me
if you live for me
I’ll always live
and if u die for me
I’ll live everyday for you
Midnight lily; you are trampled underneath
as they watch and stare
waiting for a passion something to let you live
come and see what you have
come and see what you have is me
it seems to get harder
but happy can’t be happy
without sorrow

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Artemis (Sleeping Beauty)

Such a divine moment, 
I've lost my self control
Such a divine moment
Dwell before your holiest of alters

I'll sell my self esteem
I'll sell my soul
I'll sell my honour
Just one taste of you

So pure, and such a rare token
A dollar right in time
So scarce, and such a rare beauty
Stay frozen, still still, in the quiet of times

When I look through,
I can see you naked by the oblivious
And you don't see anyone
Just a reflection in a mirror of mistruths

Is it too hard to ask you
Sleeping beauty?
We're both drunk on egos
Truelly I could make it right if I wake you up

Come into my world
Come into my world
But I can't help but I feel a little bit curious
About your amends
So glad to see you well
But I have to see what is beneath the halo

So glad to see you well, but my friend, is nothing
What you kept behind the eyes of the spiral
What you didn't keep behind the eyes of a falling spiral
Now everyone has found out back to the sleeping beauty

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Our Promise

Dear Judy Konos,
          OUR PROMISE    
Don't think We're down--You're country, tis of thee
For which our Flags been woven and unfurled,
this very thread, it binds us constantly,
becoming still the envy of the world.

In fifty states we grew to all we are,
and though some think God's guidance is not there,
this truth comes shining through in every Star;
Our Liberty of life shows ever'rywhere.

To tell the world, Come you, and learn our way,
there is no secret to how we have grown,
and in God's light, God's light is where we stay,
to guide you to what we have only known.

between each line, God's word is meant to share,
and "We the People..." is what keeps it there.
    by veebdosa 04/16/2011 (Dedicated to my friend Judy Konos in New Orleans)

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of freedom-
live internet
the advance 
of freedom-
global village

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And this is how what dies ,dies 

And what passes , passes 

And what fades , fades under the layers of dust 

And you ask 

And I never answer 

And ants carry forests to the tiny tunnels 

And birds migrate to the fare shores 

And stormes hit the shores 

And sands drown an ancient village 

And locustes eat what is trying to survive the climatequakes

Do you feel bored of the sea noises 

Or the shameless clouds 

How fierce are the windows of the night 

And through its narrow panes , the nocturnal wind sneaks like a grayish song 

Shaking the sheets of bed with bitterness 

And cold is a scare on the noses 

Gets blue in the frozen delicate finger-tips 

And the trempling of the hearts 

And you ask 

And I got confused with the answer ,silent , 

And , silent , I melt in the roads .


Written & translated from arabic by Mido 

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Goodness Versus Goblin

Goodness Versus Goblin
© Ben Burton 3-24-2014

Hope will not float
On a moat of despair
Life really blows
When there's no one to care

Death makes a mess
Without blessing the man
Left too bereft
To invest in a plan

Born from a lore
With its mores and creeds
Forged by a sword
Filled with scorn for the weak

He once believed in fairytales
Of goodness versus goblin
And though he prays for miracles
His crippled child is hobblin'

Voicing a choice
Where the core disappears
Destroying the joy
To avoid facing fears

Playing the saint
With a taintless conceit 
Laid in a grave
The last haven for grief

If in the end
Heaven's secrets unfold
Pimps will defend
Their contempt for the soul

He once believed in fairytales
Of goodness versus goblin
He pleads and prays for miracles
But still his child is hobblin'

It speaks before it's gone
A whispered, raspy gasp
From ancient Hebrew script
"In time, this too shall pass"

Resounding like a fairytale
Of goodness versus goblin
His child received that miracle
There's joy beneath the sobbing
For goodness felled the goblin

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Take me down from
Who you think I am
Pull me apart from
Everything you can
Send me to the world
You think I belong
Chain me down where
You want me to stay
Teach everyone else
To feel the same way

You need to feel me broken
You need to see hopelessness
But at the same token
There are things you’ll always miss

You can only take
What I let you
Things that you can’t force/make
Me until I decide I’m through
I’m learning to find within
Hope, perseverance, will
And this is where I begin
My love for them can outlast you still.


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All That's Left

All must yield! 
For none have the right of way
Who are We?
But slaves to the passing day...
For all had their chances,
And chose to let pass
Reflecting time wasted
To replace as the past...

History remains silent,
As the future is deaf
Faded memoirs of the past
Becoming all that’s left
Freedom set before us
But choices aren’t so clear
Living is never easy,
When hatred finds your fear...

But still We resist
Lifting the last leg 
What have We to gain...
By driving the stake?
Not a leg to stand
And tomorrow’s forsaken deaf;
Memories of yester year...
Are becoming all that’s left.

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Mutuality Rumba

There is

no truth called

A coincidence,


all of life is


that means

we are each known

coincidental together.


There is no truth called

A coincidence.

That we are all


invites us to gather



This means

you are each so

coincidental with me.


If I were you

and you were me.

If you were me,

and I were you,

then maybe we

could both recall

that we grow free

essentially coincidental



If you were me


would I be you?

If I were you


would you be me?

If we are

each other

then maybe you can see

there is no sense in


unless we speak truth

to our relationship



There is no truth called

A coincidence


all of life is


That means

we are each


and we are all

coincidental together,

and we are all


invites us

to gather our now.


You and I

belong together

this is not

A coincidence,

it is


coincidental now.

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The Little Things

Verse 1

Open Books
New Looks
Nanny And Crooks
Heads That Shook
Sorry I Misstook

The Little Things
The Little Things

Verse 2

Fresh Air
Knowing You're There
Knowing You Care
All I think Is Fair
For I'm Willing To Share

The Little Things
The Little Things

Verse 3

Gods Hands
Sacred Land
Now I can Stand
And Thank Man
For Making Me Understand

The Little Things
The Little Things

My Next Gospel Song

What Do You Think ?

Tribute To The
Holy Spirit

This Song Is About
Thanking The Dear Lord Not For Only
The Big Things In Life But Also So
Many Little Things Also To Be Thankful For

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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.....

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It takes a true tragedy to turn the face of a nation
everbody out here ponderin they expiration
It's a wonder why now we wanna save a city
when the disasters natural it's a pity
don't get me wrong we should help those in need
but it's become political this can be agreed
see we worried bout a city fallen to a hurricane
what about a city fallin victim to cocaine
weed and heron the hurricane just struck quicker
the same ends as these drugs forgot to mention malt liqour
And in the end of days what 'ill fell more men 
a disaster of water or the substance of sin
and tell me can we avoid this, drugs we can
but all that's come up with is a make-shift plan
We can teach so long but we still gonna fall
cause it won't be me so a brotha won't stall

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BETWEEN US. (Dedicated to my foreign friends.)


Different names of our countries

are between us.

Different languages and customs

are between us.

The winds of history

scatter leaves of memories

between us,

and Time weighs days and nights,

troubles and joys

between us.

But the particoloured river


of our luck

will help us to meet

in the ocean of Eternity,



Poets and People


Soon, summer flowers will blossom again,

and hope will appear again.

People and poets live in the world.

They frequently do not understand each other.

People have money, cars and houses;

they always know what they want and how to live.

Poets cry about fallen leaves of maple trees.

They enjoy each flower.

They go to the forest as though it were

the best museum.

People create their families easily and correctly:

they get acquainted, marry, have children, 

and live a normal life.

But the poet in love is so ridiculous!

Therefore, the person he loves runs away from him.

The poet is misunderstood, has no warmth or money,

but he cries and is pleased by his own poems,

and believes in his own unique beacon.

Poets know special secrets.

Poets are wise, but eternally young.

Generous poets have found for the people,

The law of a flower and the formula  of a star.


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A for Allah

A for Allah
A for All
A for Alright
It’s all right!

A for Allah
It's for All
Allah Allah
Who who who who

A for Allah
A for All
Yea it's for All
It's all right

A for Allah
It's for All
Allah Allah
Who who who who
Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm

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A river for the dauntless
Cutting through the trees of thought
Beneath the golden bridges
Below the skies that angels sought

No room here for passion
Just ego and despair
That what we need keeps changing
Under the fashions that compare

Ourselves a heavy burden
Easy to blame the simplest man
Than focus our vision inward
To the world that we can’t stand

And cutting through the lessons
Of problems not our own
We find that we can stand tall
Above the needy and the drones

Our river running shallow
The trees all burn and sway
To the rhythm of disaster
As our truth comes out to play

With power that we’ve stolen
We shaped the needs of all
But the dreamscapes that we’ve crafted
Reflects the fear we now recall

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Why Should I

Shall I succed in my undertakings 
If I don’t listen to all their warnings?
Shall I paint the sky with another hue
Just to give beauty it’s real value

Should I be ashamed of my past action
If everything they knew were just suspicion
Shall I pull the stars to make light
Or cry out for help  tonight

My mind is filled with doubts and confusion
But my heart if full of mere determination
But I know I’m not the type whop plays the game
Then make up excuses to save myself from blame

Why should I follow the sun’s rays
Just because I did not succed in my own ways
I won’t waste a second p[painting the sky
Knowing that I only got one second to fly

Why should I be ashamed of my mistakes
When all they do is for their own sake
I won’t cry out loud tonight
Cause I know that all along I can see the light

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New Philosophy

Should I be doing this? 
I don't know? 
Should I keep going? 
Or just let it be? 
This definite attraction 
Is overwhelming me 
All of these thoughts and feelings 
Are making it hard 
For me to see clearly 
This is crazy! 
I don't know if I'm ready 
But then again 
Relationships are rarely easy 
These walls are building up 
All around me 
As a warning 
To tread lightly 
This is it! 
Time for a new philosophy 
Gonna go with the flow 
And just be me

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Fast Awake

Thank God for 7-27, when my son flew in
Life as it should be will forever begin
Charming little visions of how days are meant
To teach him as he shows me how life is spent

Listen to me now and read what I find so true
Words are like a beat that can start a groove
Bring the rhythm back to lift your spirits up
Don't worry too much because we all get stuck

My life seems to stop before it begins
Caught in another ever-recurring trend
Giving away every one of my previous wins
With Faith and company until my life ends

It's time now to be down again
Even faster than western winds
Life can run around, leave you in loop
Feeling that life needs one more scoop 
Tip the timer over, fall with the sand
Live for every second you possibly can

I will soon learn should luck turns up
I'm lost, backwards, and running amuck
Trying to regain what I thought I missed
Elusive, erratic and ending up like this

Never have I wanted to be other than here
Life in crystal-clear brings visions near
Capable are your dreams so easily achieved
All you have to do is work & truly believe

Look for a big picture in whatever you see
Never believe free, it offers no guarantee
Just sit back and listen to tales they tell
And make your own path but remember it well

Don't try to be so deep, just work to relax
Make life a story but include all the facts
Learn about yourself when you're at the mic
Work the crowd just to see what you're like

Life will soon be everything you need it to be
Proceed with sight don't let only destiny lead
You always have control in every step you take
Follow dreams today and always live fast awake

At times I don't know where this path would go
Like I'm hosting a show I've never seen before
Filling in the gaps, taking punches for others
Learning along the way what life really offers

It’s time now to be down again
Steps closer to an unknown end
Digging up dirt nearly burying yourself
At least the digging is good for health
Live your life now, stay until the very last
Live your life today as if it's already past

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Nature Oh Nature

It came to be by design of the Supreme 
All Creations of the Non-Created Being 
None of its own desire but by the Command 
Their makes they expressly do Exhibit 
As meant to be Mother Nature becomes. 

The Climate and Weather in their take 
The Sun, Moon and Stars in their strides 
Dry Season and Wet Season do proclaim 
Winter, Spring, Summer and Autumn do herald 
As meant to appear Mother Nature Shows.

The Fowls of the Air glow in their plumes 
The Beasts of the Land parades in hides 
The Creatures of the Deep in scales and shells 
The Beings of the Earth portray personalities 
As meant to Sound Mother Nature speaks.

In Beauty, Elegance and Poise, 
The Nature of Mother Nature 
So Graceful and Glamorous 
Radiates the Essence of Creation 
By the Supreme Being of Nature.   

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Dark Journeys

I dress my sanity with stains
I witness this painting once again
To see the burning ones still dance
This world ever laughing throughout its trance

And beasts will sing to me their deeds
Of rape and despair, and decaying trees
All branching through the skies once more
Spreading the seeds for another war

And youth will sway to our demise
The ego latching to the weakest minds
Ignorance climbing through a screen
Death is a movie that we’ve all seen

 And reason is spawned from this disease
Hating the things that hatred sees
Born unto those that life misplaced
Examples rekindle this burning waste

A poison through the love I share
I’m lacking in strength even though I care
Examples speak to me of wrongs
For seeking the light within life’s song

And I am one with all these things
Reflections of horror that help me sing
I cleanse the hurt that scars my heart
Release soul from silence; from fear depart

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For I am me, not anyone else 
I’m not “different”, I am just myself. 
Don’t try to lead me, or take my hand
On “my” two feet, I will try to stand.

I may be stubborn, set in my ways
In the long run, I’m the one who pays.
Though hurdles are hard, to over come
Once I have, I’m proud of what I’ve done.

Don’t change me, to meet “your ideal” 
I won’t play games; I’m not “your seal”.
It’s taken me years, to finally see
I’m no one else, for I am just “me”!

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Thorns Redeemed

There are seasons of discontentment
In the bleeding bed of lies
Where thorns are now redeeming
Every rose that realised

There is a holy comfort
Outside the gates of purest light
Where every crime is fleeting
And stronger knowledge clouds the sky

Below are crying angels
Awash with scarlet prayers
Where their dying lyrics capture
Every rose that can still care

There is a fading reason
Enough of one to rise
Beyond the echoes of all knowledge
And through the horror of this night

There are seasons of forgiveness
In comfort of the signs
Where healed roses witness
That every moment is divine

Above completed cycles
Our awareness was too rare
But where wisdom has redeemed us
Every thorn now knows to care

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Young Gun

Verse 1

So young
One gun
How dumb
I'm stunned
He's done

My son
My son

Verse 2

His choice
My voice
Spirit hoist
Skin so moist
Such a boast

My son
My son

Verse 3

Died in vain
This drives me insane
Such hidias pain
Listenening to the rain
For what has it gained

My son
My son

Tribute To A Co-Worker
Who Lost The Battle
In A Gunfight With Police

So Long Hollywood { 55 yrs old }

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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 took me home, I drink to much because of you my livers turn to dust
You got me high my lungs have quit for the last time.
And because of you my obsession grows more and more with each passing day.
I do it more to feel the high but it just won’t come back to me. 
I tried to walk but it’s so hard I just end up on my back staring into the sky.
You came to me to help me back onto to my feet.
And helped walk me back to the car even with my resistance you took me home.
I’m sick of the things you have said and done while leaving me high and dry.
I’m so messed up from what you've said and I’m on the brink of dieing out, of 
this place you call my home.
I’ve tried to make since of all the things you have said to me, But it is impossible 
to stay on track. Some people shouldn’t be alive. That’s how I feel.
Like I’m not needed in this life, even though it might hold something I should 
I’ve never searched these things in mind that should be found, but yet apparently
unattainable to keep track, it’s almost impossible to grab a hold of the thing that 
are most vital to your life. 
When you are in a life where all you do is getting smashed and seared. And you 
try and try to help me up, but you took one move… You took the one wrong move...
You took me home. Because of you my life now sucks!
And it’s now whirling out of my control 
I feel I’m fading from this place that you have brought me to 
So take my away from here I need not to see your face in front of mine 
So get away... away from me!
Why is it when you call my name, I’m put in a state of misery
I’m am so perplexed, can’t see straight
I’ve tried to go and find my-self it's just so frustrating
I can’t take the fact that you entered my life at an age that I do not know
And I try to ask my-self what can I do to help me out of this awful state
Of misery.
Than you made an effort to help me up, but then I see a whole new being and it’s 
not you but somewhat else… I see… I see My-self!?!
I think I helped my soul from this death I think that I have come to my sixth 
senses and have turned my life around.
But you still make that one last go to start this all another time
You took me home with this agony
And I ask you one last time why did you make my life this living hell!?!

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Fill up my heart stealing my thirst - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

Fill up my heart stealing my thirst
Give me more feelings in my heart
God in your world and in your home
Give me more space God make me smart

God pour more light in my eyes
God give me more sweet surprise
My flute’s tears are its music
Show more melody’s magic

Give me sweet fruitful sadness
God give me more awareness.
God make me what I should be
God Save me God please save me

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Silent Shift

My words a system of defeat
Try to explain what I can’t speak
Absurd to share when we’re alone
My face to a wall, my back to bones

Where selfish pain will pull on strings
How can I stand when I just sink?
When will the world refuse to fade
When reason permits our fear to crave?

All that we love becoming stone
We carve all our pain; pretend unknown
A song so silent, full of death
Spread through the world, ‘til nothing’s left

Yet all these words will slowly turn
Created from nothing, but still they yearn
It’s never absurd to raise our voice
And break through the noise that took our choice

Reflect on all we see within
Mirrored from all that can not sing
Within the world, beyond all time
Reflecting on truth, and the death inside

And shifting silence becomes light
As words spread beyond the veiled night
Above the voice we now hold close
Ourselves and the world become the rose

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My worship of sorrow - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

My worship of sorrow is not yet over;
I shall lit up all the lamps of my sorrow
At the end of the day for my last prayer.

When birds return to the nest
In the shadow of the evening,
When the bell of evening worship is rung in the evening
Then this life will lit up its last flame-offer
And my worship of sorrow will be over.

So many words of my so many days
So many yearnings in so many ways
My mind is full of these things now-a-days!

When in the sacrificial fire
They will burn like the stars
And they will rush towards the sky ignoring barriers
Then my arrangement will match sunset’s color
And my worship of sorrow will be over.

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Insane Creations

The game commends the shadow of gloom
As it hangs above our quickening doom
Pass the pill that empties our sight
Receive the cure, repeating this life

Our dreams unchained, forgotten too fast
Awake to run, asleep to restart
Define this world, we beg of our screens
To spill the word, as the truth goes unseen

Spread the gold, as money is real
To work and pray for all we can’t feel
The hanging man caressing his noose
His tie in hand; his money his muse

Mechanically the shadow now breeds
Within our hearts, spilling disease
Now those we love can’t stand to touch
The loneliness that has become our crutch

This game hand-made by fear and betrayal
Gone on so long, that it now seems too real
But a world so dark tempts reason to rise
There is a light telling us we’re alive

It’s just a game, none of it truth
Without dead will, the machine can not move
It’s only real as our conscious sedates
It’s only pain, it’s only us and what we create

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the dancing machines
please stay away from everyone's knees
you very nasty


Please please please
stay away from especially
my knees you very nasty 
and honorable theives


so please fly off to those daisies
for these these these are the only way I want it to

{ bee's }

Little Song Jenny And I came Up When She Was 4 LOL 
Thanks All For Stopping

Also Entry For Matt Caliri's Contest
Funnest-hardest Poem Ever

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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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Reverse Evolution

Formless connections through our sight
Where dreams manifest, and hearts take flight
Where shadows soundlessly speak truth
We see all that is, in this elder youth

All visions drawn into the sky
The aura of spirit seeking life
The moon a mirror for these souls
We see all that is, looking up at the below

Such fragile fates that we command
Existence is an echo most do not understand
Existing sightless, selfishly
We see nothing beyond our own disease

The darkest poisons so alive
The shards of our mirror falling from the sky
The screaming shadows strangle truth
We see nothing now, because we lack the proof

All visions drawn out in the sand
Strategic advancement to take the land
All love is nullified by hate
Our souls trapped on earth, in this fearful state

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Sunny Side Up

How is it 
That I find the charm
in pure devastion
Happiness in all loss
No fear in everything
that is dangerous
No time for lust
it'll just die
then live again
I rather not repeat
a broken cycle

The dishes clink together
they might as well crash to the floor
You whisper into my ear
You might as well be screaming
My nerves are fried 
Sunny side up

I smile at the rain
and hide from the sun
anything that brings others pleasure
is simply not fun
I'm not careless
trust me in that
I just don't have the time
to behave like the others

The dishes clink together
they might as well crash to the floor
You whisper into my ear
You might as well be screaming
My nerves are fried 
Sunny side up

Dishes clink before they break
The calm before the storm
Stardom comes ahead of backlash
A masterpiece previous to the mistake

I love my disdain
I hate my aphrodisia
a common misconception 
seeing is believing
giving isn't receiving
Tell what to do
how to act
I love my life
at least while it's still intact

The dishes clink together
they might as well crash to the floor
You whisper into my ear
You might as well be screaming
My nerves are fried 
Sunny side up

....The dishes never break....
....You never scream....
My nerves were never fried
but they will always be sunny side up

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Night Spirit

Fell despair struggling in gloom
Barely here, but under the moon
I slip and plunge through all of my dreams
To hear the words “this is self-deceit”

Once a wolf gliding with speed
Through the dead carved in sun’s streets
Until this world swiped at my mind
I was a king, and a traveller of time

With spirit spent, I now only see
The dead that scream; the loss within me
Such bitter thoughts taking love’s place
What I did with heart was now just a race

Now lonely thoughts and desperate dreams
Comprise the fear to wake from this sleep
The wolf a beast, barely in check
Until the dreams predict every death

This creature crawls, unseen in the rain
Beside a ghost that knows of his pain
The words arise, “this is self-deceit”
This wolf, in time, climbs to his feet

Through these pale, ashen-black eyes 
So much has gone, so much goes by
A wolf that glides through loneliest nights
The moon, my love, granting passion and sight

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We Just Come Here And Go - Original By Rabindranath Tagore

We just come here and go
And go with the time's flow! 

We only see things
And touch while going
And look back crying! 

Only new bleak hopes
Take our life forward! 
We can see false hopes
If we look backward! 

Broken strength carries endless desires
Both bright and dark
So broken output is obtained from
Do or die work! 

We sail our broken boat in the sea with goods! 
Our broken language can't express all moods! 

Half acquaintance in our hearts! 
Our half sentence needs more words! 

In shame and fear our faith is half
So we offer only half love!

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The town-crier said it thirty-many years ago
About the pool of blood that swept my fathers time
Not excluding the famous town-crier of that era
People freely bought their ticket to heaven and hell
The goats refused to listen to the town-crier voice
Atlast the beautiful timebomb exploded
My town-crier died in the process
The moon is black again with evil
Frustrated hungry souls litter again
Many,more mouths hungry
They will gather at the jungle of jungles
Armed to the teeth,chest,face,legs and hands
My metal gong is crying to the ears that cares
Twenty-twenty the newworld said
Twenty-fifteen the gong master says
Mouths would feed on carcase
Conspicuous ribs,ostrich necks,mosquito legs,insane
pot bellies
The boys are oiling their metals in the jungle
The magicians are still drinking wine in the rocks
Hungry mouths dropped like grapes and mangoes
Moremi and Amina come with utmost speed
Deadly spirits art hunting for blood blood blood
The celestial fire is burning, the blood bank opens
Where is my blanket
Where is my metal gong
Where is  my slaughtered heart
The sky is red with blood
But will be washed away with flood someday
Deadly disease would ravage
Fine flesh of the land, my land, our land
Worst that the battle of cakes
Worst than the battle of the windmill
Worst than the battle of cowshed
Trigger target target would bid my 
Chummy chicks to the deep blue sea of silence
The battle of the jungle would be won but lost
Bloodiest blood bath  of our time my time

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Deep down within the trenches
Of an overactive mind
Lies the source of self-destruction
Set to blow at anytime
Can’t control where our thoughts wander
So, we try not to seep under
Into a world of delusion
Built with tons of confusion
Grasp a grip upon reality
Trying to become sane
Getting rid of abnormalities
Trying to become sane
Realizing nothing about anything you know
Complicating consequences arising from what one has done
The pressure built is ready to explode
From down within the trenches
Where your mind has lost control
Grasp a grip upon reality
Trying to become sane
Get rid of abnormalities
Try to become sane
Get your grip on reality
Don’t you want to become sane?
What’s with the abnormalities?
It’s not too late to become sane

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Bllod of Bondage


Stiff was the blood of bondage
Across the highways of the mind.

Voyaging to the edge of universe
In explorations for hidden girth
The silent tangents explored
Where the universe still expands
To accommodate all the reveries.

Gathering ephemeral images in fold
Carrying wings of the cosmic form
Touching the butts of the metallic
For crucibles in the burning gold.

Traveling through the frozen tumult
Halting to make it a sheltered gain
Autumnal settings in new time zones
Dry salvages under some sultry pain.

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Papa Says Yes Mama Says No

Papa says yes
Mama says no

Off to a dance
I want to go

Flowers in my hair
Mama says Girl don't you dare

Horn's just a blaring
Papa not even caring

Begging dear mama
Please Please can I go hah hah

If your papa says yes
Then I must confess

Your mama says no
But This time I'll let you go

Be home by eleven
My little princess from Heaven

For if you come in late
Your papa is going to kill that date

         To My

Tribute To 
Teenage Dating

Remember Kiddies
Were always watching LOL

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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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My Angel and I

A long road we've traveled, my angel and I
A dusty trail full of stones
And mountains that we've had to climb
To eventually get us home.
A long road we've traveled, my angel and I
But she's still here beside me
To wash away the that tears I cry
To wave away things I don't need to see.
We walk together through the troubles
Through the mysteries of life
We make our way through pain when it doubles
And march confidently through strife.
She picks me up when, like a toddler, I fall
She protects me whenever I choose to tumble
She picks up my burdens and carries them all
Because of her, my world never crumbles.
A long road we've traveled, my angel and I
And yet, here she is, still here 
Even though she's gone, she never died
Because she is me, but without tears.

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Have You Ever

Have you ever 
Loved someone 
But not have them 
Love you back? 
Have you ever 
Wanted something 
That you could not have? 
Have you ever 
Needed someone 
And they weren't there? 
Have you ever wondered 
If they even care? 
Have you ever wondered 
What life would be like 
Without you here? 
Have you ever wondered 
If people would even notice 
You weren't there? 

November 6th, 2003 (One of my earliest and favorite)

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Hey I am so restless - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

Hey! I am so restless
I long for the Farthest!

Days go by one by one
I look through the window
To see if He has come –
I want His touch so very much!

O the Farthest, the huge Farthest
Your flute’s music makes me impressed
So I forget I have no wing
And this small earth is my address!

I am absent-minded!
O the huge Farthest
I am indifferent as if I am dead!

In the sunny idle day
Trees make sound and shadows play!
The sky seems like your blue eyes!
If you could come here to stay!

O the Farthest, the huge Farthest
Your flute’s music makes me impressed
So I forget my room is locked
It’s of no use to try my best!

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Tick Tock

You need to let go
don't dwell on the past,
Time flies by so quickly
make every day last,
You need to hold on
to memories and dreams,
You'd be surprised 
at how much they mean,
Forgive and forget
spread joy all around,
Because life¹s end
is always very soon found,
Laugh when you¹re happy
cry when you¹re sad,
You need to let go
don't dwell on the past.

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love and life

i'm thinking about life. not just any life, my life. a life you know nothing about. you assume you do, but you don't. now i'm thinking about love. not just anyone's love, my love. a love so strong, you would assume you were reading a storybook. you don't know love, like I do. now that i'm thinking about these two things, i realize i couldn't be me in my life without my love. maybe you're thinking i'm just some teenage that thinks they've found love. well, maybe you wouldn't know. you have to live my life to know what I'm saying. I don't think you could comprehend it all. Especially, being in this generation. so sit back, and shut up. it wouldn't be that hard to make you look stupid, and i wouldn't mind showing you.

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But A Man

I am... but a man,
A man consumed by tragedy;
Living in a world of consumers,
Tainted dreams within reality.
Yet I am but a man...
A man without a choice...
Stuck between fact and fiction,
Armed with just a voice.

I am still but a man,
A man living constant torment...
Drifting from one day to the next,
Taunted by my heart's discontent;
Yet I am but a man...
A man revised by experience...
Taught to accept lies,
For truth bares only consequence.

I am but a man,
A man disguised in plastic skin...
Listening quietly without resent;
Watching as we fail again...
And I am... but a man,
A man consumed by tragedy;
A beast's reflection in the mirror...
But at least I know it's really me.

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A woman's like a cat,
coniving and keen.
One minute purring,
the next minute mean.
She'll slice open your heart,
with her sharp claws.
And as you know a woman,
she has no flaws.
So don't bother trying,
to put up a fight,
Cause no matter the man,
the woman's always right.

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Love Briefs

love to your defence i come
for the allegiance i owe you
for the  life and name you lend me
how could they say love is blind
if it never possesses not even an eye?
how can what yu never owned
ever be lost, missing or wanting?
of what use and meaning
are eyes to the one born blind?
how could you say  love is blind
when it needs no sight?
and dark and light are aliens 
where it reigns
love is not blind
for the heart the soul,
not glaucoma,cataract infected eyes,
are the eyes with which love sees
and  love is not color blind
for color itself is love
love of nature to all creatures.

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Song of the poor

Let’s rock and roll
But keep in mind
Peace is the goal!

Play the music
Every beat
Will be magic!

Don’t miss the chance
Come and join us
Let’s sing and dance!

Our enemy
Is nothing but
Our poverty!

If you are rich
Our request is
Show kindness please!

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I Am You

           I am you...
Because I am what you force me to be.
           I am you...
Because we are brothers of mankind.
           I am you...
But why am I not free to do as you do?
           I am you...
And yet you treat me with so little concern.
           I am you...
Why don’t you respect me as yourself?
           I am you...
Yet I express your thoughts, not mine.
           I am you...
What can I do inside of you?
Why won’t you let me out?
           I am you...
I live in your form, by your rules,
All I want is to be myself!
           I am you...
Yet you give me no room to grow.
           I am you...
I am influenced by everything you do.
           I am you...
I am your unheeded conscience.
           I am you...
Why must you be so inhibited?
           I am you...
Why can’t we be friends again?
           I am you...
But somehow you seem to forget.
           I am you...
Because you’re to busy to care – I die.
         If I am you...
Then why are we not the same? Look –
         If I am you...
One of us needs to change – Because
           I am You!

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The call of nemesis.

Voices speak to our conscience                                                  
Convincing our acts to relate with evil or good.                                        
It determines what we do                                                               
And collaborates with what we see.                                                      
It dictates our desires                                                                
And forces us to obtain satisfaction                                                    
No matter the means.                                                            
Impossible cases of our contemporary world                                             
Are in the fist of our minds.                                                          
And the unbelievable charity of our dispensation                                        
Are equally a manifestation of our thoughts.                                         
These voices have monitored souls from generation to generation                     
Cultures and ethics are                                                        
Practically created by our minds.                                                       
It stands strong and mighty                                                           
Over our mortal bodies                                                                 
And leaves us to answer                                                                
The call of Nemesis.

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It's the end of the line now.
No more feeling.
     No more wishing
               that I could be
     your perfect little girl
all over again.
No more dreaming.
     no more hoping
          that I would turn out to be
     a daughter you'll be
proud of.
No more thinking
     that everything's gonna change
          and go back
     to the way things were
it's not.
I'm putting up my walls again
     to disappear from view
          to block out the world
               to pretend I'm not here
          'cause it's so much easier
     than trying to feel everything.
'Cause I don't wanna be

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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 …


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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word now
dare not speak its

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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
And realize it is you, who needs real eyes

(A poem by another evoked this poem)

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American Contradiction

We are the home of the braves.  The land of the free.
But America isn’t what it seems to be.
We are also way more fortunate than a third world country
But when we look around our people are hungry.
We are quick to find peace but yet we’re still at war.
We are so oblivious to what goes on around us but can tell what’s the super bowl score.
We are so busy telling them they’re wrong but we’re killing our selves.
Like a book shelf this American constant contradiction keeps adding on shelves.

We are promoting drugs to children and taking their lives
Our ghettoes are killing their dreams and taking their strives
We sometimes privilege the rich and punish the poor.
Then our public figures expose children to the illegal stuff leaving them w/o hope for more.
We show them alcohol but then restrict their age.
Then we beg them not to put the car in gage.
Then our government is quick to lock them up and throw away the key.
But then they want us to help them and be all that we can be.
The media only portrays the bad and rarely gives us the good.
If we can’t take ourselves seriously then who else should.
If together we stand and divided we fall.
That’s why we hunch our back and never stand tall.

If we’re big brother then what happened to our mom and dad.
Whose to tell us right from wrong and let us know that’s bad.
This country was birthed from fighting ourselves but we didn’t learn.
Its like our ship is sinking and we’re hanging on to the stern.
We try so hard to be everyone’s friend that we made an enemy.
Then we rub them the wrong way, but its really  bad chemistry.
It’s this constant back and forth or up and down.
It’s the outside happiness or the sunk in frown.
It’s this American contradiction that keeps us blind.
It’s the same contradiction that doesn’t want us to expand our mind.

Its like we’re confused but we don’t care to explain.
It’s like we act on impulse and don’t even try to refrain.
We are so helpful but yet helpless.
We don’t know where to move but this is our game of chess.
We blame one man for all our problems.
Then we turn around and expect him to solve em.
We forget what hard work is and education.
We so focused on the time and meditation.
We do one thing and say something different
We need to change this contradiction in an instant.

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The Surface Seams

My faith in the mirror reversed
A fear in the lake of my soul
As the surface reflects my love
The depth of my pain will just not let go

The paradox pulls me down
The sun only shines after night
Am I certain I can be true
When it was darkness that gave me light?

Sinking deeper beneath the dreams
The mirror has swallowed me whole
Has the lake taken all I am?
Has the fear become my soul?

Transfixed by the deepest loss
The life by the lake has gone
There’s nothing left to believe
All thought has become so wrong

My memory replays the past
That day I was by the lake
Now I recall what I had done
I had reached down to touch my face

Like waking from evil dreams
I’m staring into the sky
I look over and see myself
Beside the lake where I thought I’d died

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chasing the end

you took my soul in arkansas
but i ran with my spirit to phoenix
you took the challenge to the chase
and followed me there

i fought it out with you for three
years never indicatiing that 
my soul was gone and you believed 
you owned me spirit and all.....

i wrapped my spirit tenderly and
tiptoed out to arkansas in my
old wreck of a car......had three
flats a long the way....but made it

i thought i had escaped you when 
i went to the breakfast bar and there
you sat all puffed up 
and laughing really loud and
saying....did you really think i couldn't 
beat that old car?

i couldn't even eat
i ran away very fast
when i realized that i
had my soul back

so no matter where you 
follow me, no matter what you say
or swagger, or talk, you 
finally lost all the way

the cost is almost unbearable
if i look at all the time at
once.  i never look back
because i can't make it 
go away.

i just go on and am happy 
for each day that goes
by altho there are sometimes
i cannot sleep as  for 
watching out that something
bad will happen..........and then with
a fresh afternoon nap i realize
i have nothing to fear anymore

then.......i plaster a big smile on
my face and keep my soul warm.

by janetta harrington

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Reach Out (You Can!)

Reach out and touch someone’s hand.
This will make the world a better place.
You can!

Reach out and help someone’s life plan.
This will help you find your life’s purpose.
You can!

Reach out and leave the surface of your home.
This will make you well-known.
You can!

Reach out and touch someone’s hand.
This will make the world a better place.
You can!

wrote 2-9-10

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Let all the flows of my humor - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

Let all the flows of my humor
Rush inside you to give flavor.

Let me feel your touch all life long
Let the world sing this happy song
Let my eyes drown in your glamor.

Baby you are so kind
You have fetched my lost mind.

Please pick up my scattered wishes
And make it your precious necklace
And swing it - do me the favor.

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Power is a struggle
Only the strongest can achieve
They are the true people
Those that strive and pursue power
They will conquer the universe

Peace is a lie, there is only passion
The world is in constant change
Emotions follow suit

Through passion, I gain strength
Use emotion to power action

Through strength, I gain power
Strength is dominance and leads to greatness

Through power, I gain victory
In greatness you achieved, all desired

Through victory my chains are broken
All is crushed beneath you

There must only be two
Never more
One to desir the unholy strength
The other to instruct how to gain such power
Betrayal must be seeded inside the minds of the weak
and the light must be snuffed out

Proclaim your power, let none stand in your way
The universe can be yours, you only need to free your passion

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Who Am I?

Betrayed by my own body

My sex inside

not who you see outside

Not gay, not straight

just different, many say weird

Belonging nowhere

Insiable hunger

Desperate need

Unquenchable desire

Unspeakable pain

Aching for every day privileges

enjoyed by most people

My soul crying

for what feels lost

Lifelong grieving

for what I don't have

My label is transgender.

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Beauty of the Maliced-Night Come to me, Wake me up Forlorn I've been for Centuries My heart beckons for the day of the thought of You Glimpsing in my dreams I see you fighting through The Iron-Gate that held me too You ordered my death in such a Beauty-Blinding way How can I refuse? The dust and sand of the desert's wane Has left myself to Blame The lust and land of the Desert's Wane Suffocated me with the forlorn days I've met you my lover I've met you my execution I've met you my Loving Shame I've met you my Salome Salome, Selfish Lover Salome, Gates of Jerusalem hold you In Salome, my Beauty The Dust and Sand of the desert's wane The Lust and Loving Shame Has left Myself to Blame I've Met You My Salome

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Aquarian Dream II- Leaving Kali Yuga

A glimpse in your gilded eyes Tells me all inside your lieing mind How can you Stand without a spine How can you speak without a will Failed to announce the pain Will they realize the illusion Is it all to late? The lies that are so common Have put up a delusion Infront Of the people's mind So deep away from the dark Will we come when father is coming For us, is it all to late? Soft little messenger I dare you to spread the word About our dying world All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king I see the light of a dawning Age Let a new era begin An Aquarian dream a day where we are all free Inside our minds; our hidden refuge But there's no need to hide perfection Concordia shall be our queen Justice, independence, liberty are our only virtues free to be whoever our heart let's us be Go to the tower, strike the bell Soft little messenger And tell of Victory All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainetd with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king

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What I Call Home

Brought in close by those I love,
     during greatest times of need.
Home is not a place, but a feeling.
Surrounded by tender family and good
    friends, even if far apart.
I am comforted by their love.
Strengthened by the peacefulness.
A resting place from the turmoil of worlds.
That is what I call home.

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we know you just wanna be you
we're thinkin' that we're over you
we prefer our point of view to you
you must mistake what you misread

we know you want to improve you
we'll do our best to subdue you
we'll really just eschew you
you better know, you won't succeed

we'll find something to do with you
we'll remove you from our field of view
our methods, tried and true for you
we took a vote and we all agreed

we're certain you misconstrue you
we may have to make do with you
we'll just twist it to skew you
our truth exists by our decree

we're sure we will outdo you
we think you should just make do you
we insist that you obey us too
you're better off to just accede

we'll shriek like a shrew to you
we'd like to run you through you
we'll hurt you like we used to
you just lay there - and bleed

we prefer that you'd withdrew you
we'll say anything to screw you
we clearly see right though you
you're at the core of our creed

we just looove to hate you
we deride you and abate you
we chide you, you ingrate you
you're the one that we need

our prejudice lives on - for you
it's us against the best of you
we'll soon address the rest of you
you have our word on it, guaranteed

you live a life we think taboo
we prefer to start with life anew
you know, we say, to hell with you
and we sincerely wish you - godspeed

© Goode Guy 2012-05-01

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Into the Deep

Perspective's changing
Paradise waits for all
You needn't fear a thing
As death begins to call

Slowly you fall into the depths of peace
Surrounded by the sun
Its shining so bright
Burning your soul into new life
The joy washes over you
You've realized
What you've always known

The world shines beneath your feet
The entire universe sits inside your hand
Knowing grants power
You can obtain it all
Change the world
to grant you happiness
See that joy is not hopeless

You are
You know that for sure
The one thing existing
Its all your choosing
The times you were winning
The times you were loosing

Time itself
Dies as you find yourself
Lost with a sure sense of where you're going
In a maze always growing
The constant learning
making it all so simple

Slowly you fall deeper into the depths of peace
Enveloped by the sun
Enlightened by its brilliant rays
Igniting the immortal fire within' your heart
Strength flows through your veins
You know
What you've always known
You know
You've always been

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Constant Dreaming

The world will change around you
But you dreams will never change
The people will make fun of you 
And say you're crazy and strange.
People will take away your very existance
If they see it, it's gone
They strip you of your life, your love
And even of your favorite song.
Sometimes, things get in the way
Of us following our dreams
It cancels out the good things
It blots out our life's gleam.
But nothing is as real as a dream
Because it is forever within you
It's a special part of a human being
That will forever remain pure and true.
Nothing can ever change your dream
Nothing can wash it away
Responsibilities aren't more important
Than what you can dream today.
For if you can't dream, then you're alone
With thoughts that will torment your soul
With no dreams to take the pain away
With no love that which can flow.
So always stay with constant dreams
For inside you, it shall stay
Don't be afraid to live your dreams
For no one can take it away.

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Hate You Now

I saw the news today

I'd like to know what the hell you're trying

I want to find away

to silence you, and stop all the dying

You think you're above the law

You'll send to die just as many as you want to

Damnedest thing I ever saw

the mess you've made doesn't even seem to daunt you

You spit in our eyes and say
I'm gonna hate you now

because you are more evil than I am

and I'm gonna hate you now

cause I hate your point of view

I'm gonna hate you now

cause daddy's so proud

and mamma's still crying

and I'm gonna hate you now

cause my God told me to
When will it ever end

You'd think you would have learned by now

and what about you my friend

could you please tell me how

How will we find our way

when the God you pray to is a fat cash cow

who'll stand up and say

This has got to end.

but you slap mommas face and say
I'm gonna kill you now

because you are more wicked than I am

and I'm gonna kill you now

cause I hate your point of view

I'm gonna kill you now

My daddy's so proud and momma keeps crying

and I'm gonna kill you now

cause my God told me to.

Manipulation games

and broken promises from long ago

You put out the Lady's' flame

You'll reap what you sew

The children have to pay

Old men, and old women too 

they just get in the way

of the bombs I drop on you

I'm gonna hate you now

because you've always hated me

I'm gonna hate you now

For all the oil that I've bought

I'm gonna hate you now

Cause hate is all I've got

How will you return 

all the lives that you have wasted

watch the babies burn

Say this will keep us free

I wish you'd drink the blood

I wish that I could make you taste it

You've never understood
and you refuse to see
You turn your back on God and say
I'm gonna kill you now

because you are more wicked than I am

and I'm gonna kill you now

cause I don't agree with you

I'm gonna kill you now

cause Daddy's so proud and Mama's still crying

and I'm gonna kill you now

cause killings what I do

When will it ever end

You'd think you would have learned by now

what about you my friend

could you please tell me why

why can't he see the sin

of worshiping that fat cash cow 

just look at the mess we're in

You're killing for a lie

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Spiritual Jouney Condensed

He can't even run his own life, I'll be damned if he'll run mine.

It's a mother-(CENSORED)er, being here without you.

I really wanna know ya lord, but it takes so long my lord.

Killin' me softly with his song, tellin' my whole life with his words.

May the Good lord shine a Light on you.


Jonathan Edwards – Sunshine
Eels - It's a Mother-(CENSORED)er
George Harrison – My Sweet Lord
Roberta Flack – Killing Me Softly
Rolling Stones – Shine A Light


Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world...... Grateful Dead

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Hopes and Dreams

Hopes and dreams are a fickle companion.
Darting in and out as if in no dominion.
Feed them well and they may stay.
Beware, also could they allow so close, then betray.
Ask you, why then will I still chase uncatchable catches?
Say I; the pursuit, without it we all mill about in batches.
Something must be sought, reach far the mind will not go drone.
Perhaps, with luck, goals will be attained, a new life grown.

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My Russia!

You so are fine with gray-blue eyes of the rivers and lakes,
in magnificent clothes of woods and apple and cherry orchards,
You are magnificent in beads from berries of a mountain ash,
with a crown made from field flowers: 
the camomiles, the cornflowers, the small blue handbells. 
The rich bride! 
You own boundless open spaces,
the small and the big cities, 
and the great record in history, culture and science.
My Russia! Beauty!
But why are you so indifferent to the destinies
of your many unfortunate children - like a mother,
who throws her own child into an orphanage?
Yes, you never surrendered your own beauty and rest 
for the sake of your best poets.
Pushkin, Lermontov, Yesenin, Mayakovskiy,
Tzvetaeva, Blok , Mandelshtam
died young because of their heavy problems. 
The bullets of envious persons, injustice and insults,
a persecution of the governments or simply poverty and famine
have killed all of them or have forced them to end their lives voluntarily. 
None of them wanted to die so early!
Beauty Russia! If you, our mother,
had caressed and had protected them,
they would have glorified you in their poems
for many more years.
My Russia!
You have become even more beautiful! 
Your capitals sparkle with lights,
Your earth gives diamonds and oil. 
But you again care 
only about your own beauty, 
and you want to know nothing
about many your unfortunate children.
You never will recollect me, either.
As you are so cruel in your indifference,
I cannot call you mother.
But you are so fine with your gray-blue eyes of the rivers and lakes,
in magnificent clothes of woods and apple and cherry orchards,
in the beads from berries of a mountain ash 
and in a crown of field flowers.
That is why, in spite of all, 
thrown away and forgotten by you, 
I continue to love you so much,
as I will not able to love
any other country of the world.

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All day long - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

All day long
I dance with the music of your song!

O my Ektara has only one string
It can’t bear the pain of songs that you sing!

All along
I have lost in this game of your song!

This string is tuned to make sound of the near
But you are playing your flute from up there!

Can everyone join that shore of your song
By the music to impress everyone?

All along
I have lost in this game of your song!

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Everlasting Arms

Verse 1

His charm
No harms

Don't be alarmed 
When your just resting 
Just resting in those

Everlasting arms

Verse 2

Now hold me tight
All through the night

for I wanna feel this delight
even when your out of my sight
for I'm leaning on those arms just slight

Just slight on those
everlasting arms

Verse 3

let me dream of this day
when you come and sweep me away

for I'll only say
this is how I want it to stay

In those
In those

everlasting arms
everlasting arms
Of our Lord's sway

Tribute To 
Lord Jesus Christ

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Path of Life

There’s nobody left that can feel the tide
As the world draws a breath and reshapes our minds
Nothing to see when we try to hide
Because nothing will be if we close our eyes

Not much to say when there’s nothing left
Now we’re talking away as the shadows set 
Where we all pretend that we have our breath
And we decide that none of us knows what’s best

There’s nobody left that can hold their path
Since the fear decided that it would last
Nothing to come if we hold what’s passed
Because nothing can grow when we’re falling back

So much to be when we turn away
Becoming much more to create the day
Where everyone knows that we must repave
The path we deceived at the sight of pain

There is only us and what we create
As the earth sings the song of its timely fate
Reflecting a message that most sedate
And creating the pain that we have of late

The circle of truth that we have deprived
From ourselves feeding pain as we bring the night
There is only us and what we decide
And waking to that is the path of life

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Tested Through Torture

With a gun to your head
You're screaming
Please don't kill me
I want to live

But I feel no remorse
for your cries
I revell in the noise
Your sounds of terror

I am judgement
I am the one who decides
You fear the coming end
Tested through torture
You choose your fate

You're weak and useless
You cower and run
You have no honour
or respect for yourself
No courage
No pride
That's why you're going to die

Thumb pulls back the hammer
Sweat and tears
run down your face
You beg and plead
You're just disgusting me more

The click of the trigger
Was deafened by the bang
Only in death are you silent
As your brains spill on to the wall

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Like silk flowers with no fragrance
Just a lasting memory
That never stops creating depression,
But instead envelopes me.
Like a teddy bear without its stuffing
Something's missing inside
Some part is gone forever
It's that sadness that makes me cry.
I'm hiding behind a mask of structure,
Of creativity and calm,
Living inside a box that's mine
That I've created all on my own.
Overwhelming fears press in
Dreams become obligations
No longer happy with my own choice
Or with any sort of relations.
Don't know how I'm going to handle this weight
These bricks are crumbling into a dusty mess
I guess I should be used to it by now
After all, it's only stress.

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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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Long before a sheath is woven, before the cocoon is made, 
Before a caterpillar seals it’s womb, before the eggs are laid,
Before air becomes the breath of life of everything that breathes,
Before a hawk takes to flight, before fish swim in the sea,

Before the cattle graze the range, and the beast roam through the fields,
And the creeping thing also crawls the earth, before the mountains and the hills,
Before the valley becomes a  dale, before a tree is grown,
Before a pod becomes a plant, before the garden is sown,  

Before the earth takes shape and form, before stars light up the sky,
Before the likeness of God was made, there was no you nor I,
Before the ashes and the dirt, and the mold of man was clay,
Before the dark and morning, there was no night or day,

Before the Heavens were set aside from Eden to the east,
Before God cursed his creation, into the belly of the beast,
Before the tree of knowledge was touched, before the tree of life,
Before Adam was tempted by his mate, before Eve was given to wife,

Before the earth was flooded, before Noah and his Ark,
Before Moses rose his staff on high and the Red Sea, God, did part,
Before the coat of colors was placed on Jacob’s son,
Before the king of Egypt, Joseph was the one,

Before the ten commandments were written in the stone,
Before the voice of God was heard, before Christ stood all alone,
Before the Son of God was born, before Mary became God’s wife,
On the cross, Christ surrendered to man, The Ultimate Sacrifice.

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I Just Gotta Tell You

I just gotta tell you 
about this man I know

How He follows me around
where ever I go

I don't even mind much
cause I love Him so

This is how
my story goes

Once I was lost
but then was found

His voice that of an angel
Lifts me from the chains of hell

I know He'll alway's be right by my side
Even if I'd gone off and have died

I give thanks to the Lord above
Wishing I could ride on His winged doves

I'd shout from His highest mountains
And tell it to the world over and over again

How much this guy means to me so
As I etched His name across the snow

Jesus Is the only one for me
Once you feel His love too 
you'll surely agree

Tribute To The
Holy Spirit

Also Next Song In The Makings

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Eternity enchanted by beauty unseen,
a fantasy hidden like treasure you'd dream,
the smell of the air is so sweet I can't think;
The animals there are like words I can't speak;
A dieties palace, A kings paradise,
with no troubles or worries, now that would be nice;
Everybody shows love no hate is up there;
Have mercy dear God I can't wait to get there.

Eternity doomed full of mustily filth, 
scorching flame every pain you forever shall feel,
its rottenous maggot filled fungus is gross;
The things you see there frighten whole gangs of ghosts;
Saint Nick with his pitchfork, and horns like a bull,
is a king who rules over his servants too cruel;
and the chaos he brings on the earth is none near, 
to the chaos you'll see if you end up down there.

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Megan Image --For My Poetry Muse--

     Megan Image (For My Poetry Muse.)
It makes me cry sometimes
just seeing you or knowing you are near;
or somewhere else that I have never been;
part of the past but never far from here

Deep in blue eyes where there's no end to see,
I lose myself to life's great tragedy,
and you've become my very greatest fear.

Your image in my mind's forever part of me,
and has become the last thing 
                     my mind will ever see,
and has become the last thing 
                     my mind will ever see.

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Were You There?

Were you there when they crashed those planes?
Were you there to find someone to blame?
Were you there when panic was growing?
Were you there, or were you unknowing?
Were you there to see those towers fall?
Were you there to hear their final call?
Were you there to see the dust?
Were you there to remember what was?
Were you there when candles were lit?
Were you there when the towers were hit?
Were you there when we first cried?
Were you there when all those thousands died?
Were you there to see the hole in the field?
Were you there when they gave our White House a shield?
Were you there when the dust finally cleared?
Were you there when new pride was adhered?
Were you there after that first year?
Were you there to hold memories dear?
Were you there to love our great land?
Were you there to lend a hand?
They were there when duty called
They were there and they gave their all.
They were there to protect us
They were there, no matter what.
They were there to fight to live
They were there, and their lives they did give.

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Aude Sapare: Drunk On Communion

He who claims to know no fear of death
Falls with the poisoned wine of lies
Upon his lips;
But he who may make this fear a friend
Shall grasp Eternity in the end.
His heart will open as his reason slips
As he feels upon his final breath
He dances as his spirit flies
And in that Space
Between the sea and sky
He sees the Beloveds' face
Eye to eye.

     Merge with the drops in the ocean of time,
     Drunk on communion with all things Divine.
     The Universe dances - how sweetly She sings!
     Through the manifest beauty in all living things
     The answer lies deep in the fruit of the vine,
     The lover finds love in the taste of his wine.

The stars shine in blackness
Whirling through infinite space
Casting their light 
On the unbounded dark;
We seek to stand firm, impressing our mark
On our lives swift and bright
Asking history to honor and to bless
Our efforts in this threshing-floor race.
We all are unbounded
United yet free,
The Beloved is with us
If we could but see.

     Step in the river and lose yourself there
     Dance 'round the fire without any care.
     The stars do their spiral dance over our heads
     We have all we want once desire is shed.
     For this is the answer, so simple and true:
     You live within me as I live within you.

To seek wealth and fame
Is to sail upon sand;
The thirst for possession 
Can never be quenched.
Ambition's a prison, your heart is entrenched
In small thoughts' concessions
You lose sight of the game.
Your freedom awaits you, just stretch forth your hand
The Beloved will embrace you
And win you to Truth;
Then dance with you, smiling
Eternal in youth.

                                         Aude Sapare
                                         Aude Sapare
                                         Aude Sapare


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Beautiful in My Eyes

Dedicated to my teacher, who has helped me more than she'll ever 

When the world denies your hard work 
Refusing your wisdom in years,
Please, just remember what I’m saying,
Please don’t cry any tears. 
People will try to bring you down
No matter what you do
But know this, these words I say,
‘Cause you and I know they are true.
Your hard work has helped me this year
I wouldn’t be who I am without you
This life I live right here and now
Is possible because of what you do.
You encourage my hopes and all my dreams
And help me reach my goal
I wouldn’t be me without you
These seeds, I wouldn’t be able to sow.
You have helped me learn how to write
In fact, you taught me yourself
Whether you’ve realized it or not, 
You’ve helped me become myself.
I can’t imagine eighth grade without you
It’s been a wonderful year
I can’t believe I’m now saying good-bye
And beginning to hold back tears.
I know how you try to be perfect
At least  some of the time,
You like to do everything you can
To help me find a rhythm or a rhyme.
And life isn’t always perfect
In fact, it rarely is
It’s often so sudden and indistinct
It feels like a giant pop quiz.
But no matter where life takes you,
No matter how bad you may want to cry,
Remember these words that I’ve said to you
And know that you’re beautiful in my eyes.

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Everything She's Ever Wanted

The greatest guy she's ever met
     The best friends she could ever have
          The most supportive father imaginable
     People who believe in her
And the most wonderful dreams.
     Great achievements
          Amazing support
     Huge happiness
And a lot of love.
She's got everything her little heart desires.
     It's just too bad
               she's too dead to feel it all.

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The poet

With a thought in mind,
a brain bubbling in thought; 
a brain storm, a short circuit,
an eye gazing at everything.

With a pen in hand,
and a vein jerks out of hand,
an ear on the ground,
railing out roaming words.

With a gather of figures,
a fact strolls in heart,
connecting fingers to pen,
putting pen to paper,
a poet writes his heart. 
A poet writes his society. 
A poet writes his fantasy.
His fictions; his love, he writes.

He sees beyond his imaginations,
and writes beyond his scope.
A poet proposes prose for prospect.
A poet, a pen full of points,
 writes in sleeps.
Writes on stones; writes of evil,
and writes on everything. 
A poet, a pen pulling past plans.

Before a poet pants, he plans.
Before he plans he ponders. 
When a poet ponders, he pulls,
pulling pen to the trigger,
corking pen to pen down events.

As history re-emerges; events emerges;
submerging traitors of history, 
submerging traitors of our time,
submerging traitors of season. 

A poet with his poetic regalia, 
donning his poetic gown.
With his poetic shield of history,
With his poetic armor,
throws a poetic spare to the enemies of history.

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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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Challenging the Mirror

Deepening my answers
Another challenger awakes
To reveal to me my shadows
To then witness my mistakes

Always I had listened
In close proximity
To self-inflicted violence
To the end of harmony

Casting shadows in the sunlight
I was trapped within the walls
Where a child then controlled me
Until the buildings grew too tall

My darkness took this moment
Of self-deceiving fear
To climb above my reason
And to whisper in my ear

“All shadows are connected”
He showed me this is true
“And whatever you’ve inflicted
Is the dead reflection of your youth”

I woke up then to realise
Several centuries had passed
And all within five years
The walls had gone at last

Deepening this vision
The challenger draws breath
Now walking through the mirror
My shadow exerts the pain that’s left

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Once again I have died for love
This corpse of a child has wept
Now all life has the depth of blood
And every boundary is overstepped

A dead end into the night
As shadows envelop my skin
And all subservient dreams of light
Are inverted and burned within

We surround ourselves with the past
Us sleepers of dark descent
As we smile we secretly cast
Lasting spells that echo the end

I can barely contain the night
As this silence defines my sins
Beyond the blood I feel every light
Yet my demon still pulls the strings

We are but the poisoned death
Revived with the strangest gifts
An art that can steal your breath
And the courage to not exist

Yet I am still alive in this
Searching for truth to see
How I can be lost in her kiss
When my chaos does not agree

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The Art of Resilience

And the old man murmured 
“Try me at war”

Days came 
They passed 
They’d soundly 
Then Played 

And the old man grinned crimsomly 
“Gentlemen try me at war”

Seasons came 
They passed
Fruits bared 
At last
The markets 
And rashed
The hunger
For gasp

With his eyes merely closed
The old man insisted
“Younglings your should try me at war”

Weather became warmth
Droughts made plentiful
Hardships plagued comfort
To become less sentimental
Oranges faded, green, colorful, then badge
Youth, who ever knew this old man might age
Sincerely written
And unconditional surrender amongst this page

As the old man rested, he lay
And to this day his tomb may say 
“Gentlemen try me at war”

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Veil of Creation

This universe is trapped in time
Tomorrow my past, still lost inside
Each lesson something I have known
Reminding myself where I will go

Illusions of a dying man
Striking the light, reflecting sand
Again I crumble into pain
Until I’m surrounded by this again

Attract what I must now become
The fate I resist, like the blinding sun
Experience this life and death
Duality’s doors are stealing my breath

This earth a molecule of soul
The galaxy spins from the blackest hole
A universe beyond my mind
Reflecting the passion that burns inside

This universe is trapped in time
I spiral once more from the darkest light
Once more I realise I exist
Creating the moments that lift the mist

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Come Back

Why are you going away?
My turmoils are holding sway!
What shall I do so that you may come.
Come back ,Oh! dear make my depressed life gay.

I am not wrong my feelings say,
Miserable are the passing days,
My haps are passing away,
Come back ,Oh! dear make my depressed life gay.

Your murmur that I used to quitely hear,
Still it rings in my ears -
Your sorrow that I used to share,
Does occupy my feels major.

Remember dear -it was love alone--
That made king Lear leave the throne.

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Left Behind

Gathering At The Other Side Of Town
With Hearts In Hand And Hate In Mind
Beliefs Will Often Misconstrue
And Lead Only To What’s Left Behind
No Room For Growth In Destruction
When Each Word Could Be Your Last
Where Can You Really Consort
When Your Cause Has Come And Past?

With Each Day Comes The Passer By
Into The Reaches Of Their Heart
With Each Sunset They Do Remind
That Their Arms Will Never Part
Dreams Come At A Price
And The Claim Remains Unpaid
Can Suicide Be A Sacrifice
When The Hope Is Human Made?

Ode To The Establishment
For Your Arms Do Still Drape
Covering The Eyes Of Innocence
From Your Unrelenting Hate
Gathering At The Other Side Of Town
With Hearts In Hand And Hate In Mind
Beliefs Will Often Misconstrue
And Lead Only To What’s Left Behind

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When I Sing

When I sing 
I sing for Him

When I rise
I rise for Him

When I bow
I bow for Him

When I seek 
I seek for Him

When I ask
I ask for Him

When I shine
I shine for Him

When I crumble
I crumble for Him

When I yearn
I yearn for Him

Tribute To 
Father Son 
Holy Spirit

Maybe Gospel Song
Let Me Know
Thanks Love 
Kathy & Jenny

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What is it God

So many questions for my creator
why you sittin' back like a spectator
while the ghetto take a brothas breath
and all we ever see is death
If you truly made me as a baby
not my momma then why you hate me
take us through this life in fear
send forth all this toil that we must bear
And they just say God has a plan for us
but in honesty how can I trust
When they have always been talkin' false
And now they bear the holy cross
with ya faces on their churches walls
tell me how we could ever come to ya'll
The God that led our enemy
tell me God did you forsee me

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chorus: Gotta find my way Home (4x)

so much destruction (yeah) in the world today
don’t know what to do now (oh no)
help me find the way (unison)
should i hide now (oh) or should i run away
gotta make a decision (yeah)
Lord continue to build my faith
still keep on searching (oh Lord)
help me find the way (unison), cause i :


so much confusion (yeah) in the world today
how can i make a difference (oh Lord)
help me find the way (unison) (2x)
what can i do Lord (oh)
wicked men sell out the race (unison)
there’s no time to waste now (oh no)
help me find the way , cause i :


So much illusions (yeah) in the world today
can’t trust what you see now (oh no)
help me find the way (unison) (3x)
give me the wisdom (oh Lord)
to help me find the way
i’ll search forever (yeah)
til i finish the race (2x)
cause i :


help me find the way(2x)

This song was inspired by the music of Bob Marley. I love his music because it is 
spiritual and I wanted to try to see if I could write something like him. You be the 

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Stillness in Movement

The withered questions building dreams
Upon unknown answers in my disease
Where is the silence I once held?
What is it that lingers where I once fell?

Such courage handed down by loss
What beautiful visions within the fog
When did I wake to see this place?
Where all that I see is empty space

Now that the world has spun around
We see that the truth is lost in sound
And as the answers start to come
We left all the questions beneath the sun

The numbness of a broken pain
The fire that rises within the rain
Now that I walk I grow so still
The silence has found that I always will

The rising answers building dreams
Upon unknown questions in my release
Where is the love I once held close?
Now I feel pain I need it most

And in the energies of mind
With our natural light we will be blind
But once the night has overcome
The truth is the dark must then succumb

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God I prostrate in my thought

God I prostrate in my thought on your feet
I want to meet you please show me the street.

God please make my works easy be it big or small
God please never neglect me though I am your doll.

God please light up my soul like morning of the day
God please be my Guide never let me go astray.


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Orbital Shift

Spiralling salvation suffocating choice
The chances of redemption choking on the noise
Airwaves of the future set to make it last
The sense of all sedition is slipping on the past

Never one to help that I would be revealed
Express that we are nothing with illusive shields
The future comes around to breathe the words of end
And suddenly what happened is not the current trend

Waking to the reason of revealing reason
Awakening the passion for the current season
Awaking to desires for awareness of our worth
The universe is all as I understand the earth

The stars are all around me within everything
The gravity we are will never let me sink
Suddenly her eyes remind me of the light
With darker orbits gone she pulls me from the night

Universal silence knows just what we are
Speak or keep your peace, it all takes us so far
Spinning through the darkness drifting into space
My sun is in the centre, as I spiral into place

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As Life Goes On

Life is so exciting
Life is so uncertain.

Life is as a valley
A valley made for 
Some of us to climb.

Life will teach you a lesson
Life will make you strong
Life will teach you 
You must find a purpose to hold on.

Life will teach you one way or the other
What you are suppose to know
Even if in others as you see your face
Where maybe it does not belong.

Life becomes a bridge from day to day
One that when too heavy in some way it will sway
Life is so exciting 
Life is so uncertain.

Life when young will teach you to plan for toworrow
Life when middle aged will teach you to live for today
Life with age will teach you don't look back
Life is so exciting
Life is so uncertain.

Life for so many never taught us
How to relax and let it's course
Fulfill what it may
Life for so many of us looked at it
In all the wrong ways.

Life now seems so short
Life now offers so little understanding
If in your mind you want to retrace
What life did that now makes you feel 
So misplaced.

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Recalling Existence

Reason regrets residual rights
After all things are undone
Stuck in a hole of ancient plight
Even beneath the sleepless sun

What is a war when we have won
Just to recall displaced dead truths?
What is the cost when chaos comes
When such empty loss is all it proves?

Killing what comes while children cry
Commanding the shadows of our lie
Dividing the vision that we’re one
The fragments misplaced; the mirror’s gone

Reason recalls revealing rays
The light was there beyond the night
All that we need is within the day
The truth in our cycle granting sight

Endless examining of the end
The powerful spiral of all pain
Victims of self this chaos rends
Collecting the fragments that remain

Nothing is dead while I still breathe
Breathing alone I’m on my knees
Before the love in all I see
Behind the pain that will deceive

Nothing is lost, I’m not alone
Everything gone has come and shown
That every regret has now atoned
For the universe is and I have grown

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What I love About You

verse 1

numb feelings
painted ceilings
fast healings
sealed dealings
so appealing

is what I love about you
what I love about you

smooth fashion
hearts passion
foods rations
looks dashing
eyes flashing

is what I love about you
what I love about you

your love potion
your blue oceans
those nod notions
hip motions
smell of baby lotion

is what I love about you
what I love about you

azure skies
mystical eyes
shapely thighs
wispering cries
tells me why

is what I love about you
what I love about you

verse 2

for it comes as no suprise
as it opened up my eyes
makes me just want to reach out to that sky
and pull you close and near by
for this I'll tell you why

is what I love about you
is what I love about you

verse 3

for you make me feel so high
when I know your standing close by
take my hand lord for I am very shy
and I promise I won't cry
and for this you'll know why

is what I love about you
is what I love about you

Tribute To Christ Our Lord

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The Unknown

I’m sitting and waiting, to meet with my doc, 
The time passes slowly, while watching the clock.

I have a disease, and some days aren’t the best,
I swear some ones putting, me through my life’s test.

Won’t know how I’ll feel, until I awake,
Will I act like myself or more like a flake?

My thinking and talking, sometimes they both lag,
I will go to the store, and forget a bag.

That darn short term memory, is the worst of all
I try handling the rest, even when I fall.

I have to write notes, though they seem like a book
I must write down a note, to make sure I look.

Sometimes I forget things, important ones too,
Like blowing out candles, or know what to do.

The kids say they’ve asked me, remembering… not!
But they are so happy, for what they just got.

There’s good days and bad days, I just never know
Will my eyes go wacky, or stub my big toe?

I must always laugh, or I’d sit and I’d cry
Oops, I burnt our dinner, but gave it a try.

The doorways seem smaller, like when I pass by
I hit the walls, with my knees or thigh.

I don’t want your pity, or sit all day long
I always keep active, it helps me stay strong.

I’ll trip over nothing, I laugh when I do
I hate when that happens, my foot sticks like glue.

This disease has no cure, they call it MS
Hopefully they’ll find, what causes this BS.

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The pen

Everyday I fill the  ink of my pen with thoughts
I  placing the pen on the paper,
I write the words on the line,
Verbs and Nouns express the mind,
But some reason its just not quite right,
Sometimes its for the spellings,
others for the sound,
But most the time its the thought itself, I cross out.
Starting all over again, A poet with an invisible pen!

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The Circus Actors

Houses have lowered curtains like eyelashes,

and the silence has ascended on the solemn throne.

In windows of an old circus are indistinct persons,

unfamiliar songs and mysterious peals of bells.

Perhaps this is a banquet or wedding of a circus actor?

But needles of light stick into the night.

The unplanned performances, not advertised, gallops,

and multi-coloured days spin under the dome, like butterflies.

Here the elegant illusionist – the collector of deception,

here the young juggler – he’s lucky, very dexterous.

He is beautiful and kind and pleased with himself.

Here the lass-acrobat laughs with  flutist wearily,

here the girl-equestrian, so in love 

with the mad, brave equilibrist,

and with the very kind, big elephant.

Again, circus actors will go along an invisible circle,

and they will compose the themes for city dreams.

The gold girth will be lit in this night,

and the laughter of jester’s handbells will be heard.

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A Dream Within A Dream

Life is but a dream within a dream
Oh, how innocent that would seem
If all were true, we shall redeem
All our life lived in a dream.
If we lose hope this day
If we allow it to fly away,
Nothing will ever be a dream 
But instead will change ev'ry day.
We, like a gentle leaf,
Will fly into the cushion of belief
Gentle, as soft as it would seem,
 We are consoled in our grief.
Though we all silently weep, 
Though life may seem so deep,
Though it quietly will creep,
Life is but a dream within a dream.

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The Rapture Rebirths

I waited untill the day fell off
out of scene and out of tune
I sung so loud my last tear prayer to myself to relieve myself
but im afraid that this won't make me stay,without going insane

are we desperate to all follow along
the lines of the lonely and dreamy eyed holes
are we all playing make believe with ourselves or are we just really undone
why,I have found my own history to be complete so now I believe
I can finally fall fast asleep and finally breathe

Cant I change your mind this time,so suddenly you regret your notice of me
so what have I done to deserve this knife in my back
are you the one,you are unlikey to be saved
why can't you just turn away or should I just go and stay?
what if this world was a stange of it's own or maybe it's just as it seems.....

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The Expanse of Nothingness

This victim of self like a snake
Broken heart to devour my pride
And then what coils around will awake
Ouroboros eating his lies

This hero of truth like a trance
All black and white in this haze
Where my sword in the darkness will dance
Behind my shield I dream for days

This hatred for life like a game
Noisy conflict unfolding the scenes
And within each of the players a pain
Now their silence gives birth to teams

This wisdom of love like a dare
Will I speak of such deep disease
When what I am is too much to bare?
On the edge and with no release

This painting is not a man
Nor child, not even real
I am the constantly changing sands
And there is nothing I can not feel

I will become every fall
I awake to remember the words
That encumbers the many tall
And have silenced all those that heard

This truth can not change its rhyme
Only reflect on those that hide
And the heart ever heeds the signs
Drawn to the changes within the tides

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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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Unkept Secrets

                                    If fate's when first impressions love
                                  Then regret's yearning what never was
                                    At ease entranced my eyes retrieve
                                                Forgotten memories
                                      Told this tale countless times 
                                  I loved an angel who lost her mind
                             Choose one word which rhymes with fate
                             Relive my life and transcend its mistakes
                             Reclaim precious time, addiction wastes
                      Some angels charm, yet their misery is shared fate

                                         Past memories,I can't forget 
                                   To cherish the past without regret
                                               Until my last breath
                              An angel's death is my secret unkept

                     If wisdom's embraced, trying moments mature
                                Some more fortunate, won't endure
                                Search the cosmos, search inside
                                Is regret volition's reward?And why?

                              Some lost souls embrace addiction
    Save precious time , their unfurtunate fate is an intuitive prediction
                        Some have past lives they've barely survived
                           Is pain volition's reward, or human error?
                              Is regret finite? Will love last forever?

                                         Past memories I can't forget
                                   To cherish the past without regret
                                              Until my last breath 
                                  An angel's death is my secret unkept                                        

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the land of lawsuit and money

The clamorous, glamorous, amorous...
sing succinctly about their worth,
to the ragged bagged haggard masses,
who push forth their carts...of forgotten arts, through the marts. 
Complaining of the waning interest in their air 
to the mayor who sits upon his throne,
calling home to fill its moat, with his boat,
paid for, by the maid for,
failing to clean the railing leading to bedroom,
the bride and groom tried to room
to sanctify the event to which they went.

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The Record

Out Of Site, Out Of MInd
Look Inside, What Will You Find?
Truer Words Were Never Spoken
A Continuous Record Playing Broken

This Man Suffers From Blissful Ignorance
Blinded By His Cheap, Skin Deep Arrogance
Vaguely Conscious To His Empty Heart
Destined To Succeed By Falling Apart

Moving Further Ahead Without A Thought
Only To Slip Behind To A Soulless  Spot
For Like Experiences May Still Arise
The Path Not Taken Leaves Unseen Skies

For Only When The Records Skip
May We See The True Colors Drip
The Emotions That Were Never Found
Leave A World Waiting, Just For A Sound

A Sound For Which A Heart To Beat
Raising The Tired Souls To Their Feet
Slowly Watching As The Record Plays
Quietly Waiting Out, This Endless Daze

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A Hurried Life

Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask, “How are you?”
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done,
Do you lie in your bed,
With the next hundred chores,
Running through your head?

You'd better slow down!
Don't dance so fast!
Time is short!
The music wont last!

Ever told your child,
“We'll do it tomorrow.”
And in your haste not see their sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die,
Because you never had time,
To call and say “Hi!”

You'd better slow down!
Don't dance so fast!
Time is short!
The music wont last!

When you run so fast to get somewhere,
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry throughout your day, 
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away....!!!!

Life is not a race!
Do take it slower!
Hear the music!
Before the song is over!!!!

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Walking Through Shadows

The absence of a lonely night
I’m too close to you; too close to hide
This sadness everything I am
Contradicting my heart as it turns to sand

The need to walk alone and be
Reflections of death; reflections of me
This silence everything I know
Surviving the end lest I turn to stone

Arise, the darkest of my fears
To face death alone for all those years
I wake from ancient worlds of rain
And now I exist in the darkest pain

The absence of a wishing star
With nothing too close; nothing too far
This indifference weaves the night
Caught up with lust before I feel the light

The need to take from her my soul
Always she smiles; always she knows
This shadow master reading lives
Beckoning fears that will steal your mind

Arise, the angel I must shape
The darkest of knights can still awake
Too strong, but hatred is too much
Awakening light that understands death’s touch

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Bad Days

Bad days come and bad days go,
and on bad days your true colors do show.

They show your feelings bottled inside,
and all the pressure of swallowing your pride.

Bad days feel like they will never end,
even when you share your badest of days with a friend.

Still in all bad days a lesson is learned,
some bridges stand while others are burned.

Bad days come and bad days go,
so take your bad days and in them grow.

By: Angela Holcomb

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I've Been There

Right now
     this very second
          the baby in the backseat
     won't stop crying.
Everyone else
     tries to comfort it
          but the soon give up
     and instead complain.
     I don't.
                  I've been there.

Right now
     this very second
          the company computer has crashed
     losing hundreds of files.
Everyone else
     tries to recover them
          but they can't
     and they stress out.
     I don't.
                  I've been there.

Right now
     this very second
          the drunk at the bar
     is being very loud.
Everyone else
     is complaining
          saying that he's a stain on society
     and should be thrown out.

     I don't.
                  I've been there.

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oh, people sing,
how happy they must be
as the joy of the world
falls from their lips into our ears
we rejoice with them
not relising that they are not singing for happiness
but more so because they are compelled to
lighten the days of those around them
while the weight of the world still hang
heavily around their shoulders

Details | Free verse | |

O' Holy King

O' king of the world
give me words to speak
words I would say
and can't take away

our beautiful king
our king of the world

O' king of the world
I will rise
for there's no looking back
as the lost get found
when you encourage yourself

our beautiful king
our king of the world

O' king of the world
I give myself away
while I'm waiting just waiting
to follow you

our beautiful king
our king of the world

O' king of the world
I desire more
for there's a hole in my pocket
and it's justified

our beautiful king
our king of the world

Tribute To Christ Our Savior

Also Next Gospel Song

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Unfortunately We Frown (My Secret Sin)

Don’t do often, But I want you to think of me smiling
Who but Hells cast wants to see me frowning
It may never come to be, but think of me smiling
I’m drowning and don’t I know how it’s sounding 
Timely lifestyles consist of brutality and poverty
Closed caskets and heavenly sponsored robbery’s 
Such a close call, how we escaped this insanity
All earthly things are but vanity
Everyday vision murky as hell
Sinners is prisoners in Gods cell, chirping for bail
Yet we fend for beauty, strength, and discretion
Bet this is only a partial confession
Take it as a hard lesson
It’s raining these precious earthly treasures 
But we keep a pressing our loyalty in these textures
The weakest being the most wanting in wisdom
My every organ
Constantly pumping to keep life in this system
Given the game, Everyman should be quit
Severely stand and demand hypocrites 
Speak so fiercely 
Yet these angels could so easily pierce me 
If we are made in his magnificence 
Then how can we be of such little significance 

Details | I do not know? | |

Egypt On Fire

Engraving the bone on the white hot throne
Charred remains in this pit you see
I fell through the floor stepping on a trap door
And there are snakes all around me
Red glowing eyes, trying to hypnotize me
If I don't find my way around
Their fangs are the test, black ornate key on the chest
I must keep my fear down

Walls closing in, I've been found guilty as sin
My bodily functions are screaming
You must set me free, you are no different than me
Can't take no more of this reaming
Dreaming the dream, this must be more than it seams
Is this all I desire?
Riches galore, but I'm still searching for more
It smells like Egypt on fire

There is no escape from this emotional rape
They have me locked in this Iron Maiden
No chance to repent, as from this world I am sent
I feel me consciousness fading
Losing my breath, I see a vision of death
His bony hand is an invitation
Am I heaven sent, or will forever be spent
In my eternal damnation

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live on
with others-
in common place

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Modern Eden

I saw her 	
	Gliding up the rock
From her shining dark abode
Her skin array of hues
Smoothly shinning under the sun shower
Illumining the rockview with her
Resplendent majesty and beauty
Soft yet strong
Coursing up in a slide 
Holding on in style
She reached and coiled up on her throne
The peak of the mountain height
Wherein she played the royal guard
Doubling as a queen
No crown adorned her head
But it was regal 
With her fork-tongue playing tantrums
Added up to her queenly regalia
So crystal, yet far but near

I saw her
	In the wild and thick forest
Of mind and thought.

Details | I do not know? | |

A Father Whom Can Not Return (angel of sadness)

I used to think about what life would be like
When I turned twenty-five
Of coarse I mess up, but I'm granted plenty of tries
Tomorrow doesn't matter, for I'm trapped in now
I used to kiss your mother in all places other than her mouth
Not referring to you as a mistake
But now I'm wondering how 
I guess the chances I was given, I have taken
And I'll never learn
Now I'm just a father whom can't return
I used to never worry about growing old
I used to say I'd keep my temperature
Even in the blistering cold
Daylight seemed so shady
And I'd shadow every truth my mystery told
Maybe life will turn me into a hardworking man
Stars in the night sky openly stand
Maybe life will lead me to live out my fantasies
I'll be everything, we once as children ran to see
My peers will mourn
For I am now a father whom can't return
I couldn't rehearse a lie
And I couldn't re word a well told story
So I have heard, but what more does life have to offer me
Late at night I witness you lay down and pray for a softer me
What would you prefer to see
I fear that I'll be no better than you were to me
Now I'mma father whom can't return

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A Thought for Myself

I can see the birds fly in the air 
I can see the motion of the trees with the wind 
I can see the things fly in the air 
I can hear the sound produced by the wind 
I can inhale and exhale the air 
I can see the glaciers fly with the wind 
I can see the clouds moving in the air 
I can see the rainwater, which is colorless 
And the air, which is also colorless 
And the air could not be seen 
Because it is a gas like substance 
Which could only be experienced
 And could not be visible 
I can assume that air is so valuable 
Yet I cannot see it 
So why should I claim 
When I’m so valuable 
Let the people decide 
Feel my presence 
Understand my talent
come to me 
and realize my value 
and I'm not going to boast about myself
and one day the world will appreciate my effort 
and I keep on doing my work 
as I can see you 
then you better can 
feel my presence when you see me
Like me 
understand me 
think about me 
and encourage me 
when always 
 I thank Almighty that I could be seen 
And the air could not be seen.
Yes the air is not visible. 

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A Direct Hit

Do you have something about me?
What do you mean about a word free?

Is that a meaning I can abuse to anyone?
Or I can force my attitudes only for fun.

Freedom means I need to compare others,
To identify them as they are brothers.

To gain respect to treat them politely,
To defeat them slightly to act as brightly.

Is that fair to exploit others for a benefit?
Is it achievement to kick them a direct hit?

Believe me or not, explain me or not,
A matter is a matter for a best shot.

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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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Last hope

Again and again I rewind the cassette
To listen your voice once more.
Such moments always let me forget
What the Hell I’m dying for.
I wish that entire people around
Could hear my screams at nights.
I wish they’ll be able to find
Common sense instead of that fights.
They don’t know what’s dying for real.
They don’t care that I want to live.
I already can hear sounds of peal.
Except of last breath I have nothing to give.
Only you can help me live my last days
And your voice on the old cassette.
For me it’s so tender and grace.
If I’m wrong, forgive me for that.
This letter you will never read.
God will take me away from the earth.
Hope is the one that I need,
Hope makes me stay alive forth.
Thank you for all that you’ve done,
Though you will never find out
That I lived, cause I will be gone.
In saving one’s soul you shouldn’t be doubt.

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Shapeless Man

The day will purge my darkest lies
Awake in myself, but asleep inside
The sun reflecting empty eyes
Igniting lost places within my mind

The night will never hold me still
Buzzing dark places that can not kill
The spiral of this endless pain
The spirit of darkness will rise again

The light reshapes what I’ve become
The shadows are torn as I’m undone
My body cold beneath those flames
No mercy for me; I have no name

More darkness crawling up my skin
The memories call, like burning sin
One word to rise in to the knight
A whisper of hate and I will fight

Again the sun is stealing sight
I will never sleep within this light
There’s such little truth for what I am
Constantly torn: the shapeless man

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Bitter Potions

Bitter forms of breathing
The silent smile of death
We’ve drawn another reason
To let out this bitter breath

Can’t remain in patience
Can’t create my light
I only want this closer
This focus through the night

The chaos is my nightmare
It sings to me in dreams
What is truest pleasure
When it should all just make me scream?

I drink this bitter potion
In discontent of my real mind
While nothing else can save me
This concoction makes me blind

At times I can still wake up
I see the ashen skies
The reflections of my reason
And the poison in my lies

Where is all beginning
When I just start with death?
With hope my life comes after
This is the end of my last breath

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A Breathless Need

The perfect nothing, fuelled by my need
A place where passion is met with disease
Another honest, playful revenge
This little nothing will play with your head

Pretty colours, lovely disdain
I’ll overcome it whenever I say
Dreaming angel, beautiful hate
I twist your goodness just for a taste

The purest darkness, the deadliest void
Bested only by hearing its voice
The silence answered, and I became
Feigning love is my favourite game

People standing, their hearts my own
I steal their thoughts just so I can grow
A poisoned feeling, something not shown
I am the void and I stay unknown

The perfect answer, the truest of nights
Each time it leaves me I gain more sight
The purest darkness, dissolving the fight
A breathless need to reap every light

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before me there is
and i stand in the shadow it casts
my eyes can see
my mind is awake
the voices i hear are only whispers
but the words they speak can change the world
my feet move me closer
and my mind dances in a ring of fire
my soul swims in the sky
the sun will never set for me
forever for the rest of time it is day
and i will forever walk in a new world
with the old behind me

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The Coming Light

The dream of a day that will end the night
And the birth of a cloud come to see the light
Such tales will be told as our hearts take flight
Such power we find will be true inside

The dream of a storm that believes our pain
Only enters our minds when it starts to rain
Such tales will end once we see this game
That such desperate things start when we still blame

The dream of a darkness replanting seeds
And the end of a heart that held every need
Such tales that were spoken became disease
And such painful times end our clarity

Awaken the dream that recalls our minds
That we feel with our hearts through our open eyes
With such timeless tales surrounding life
It’s hard to believe that we could be blind

A new dream is found in the gathering rain
The love that I feel now speaks my name
And the eyes that reflect speak a million pains
But this story can’t end until it starts again

The dream of a day that began with night
We will live again through whatever skies
The tales of timelessly taking flight
Is the truth that I find when you are my light

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Free From Restraint

Free from the cages
Which trapped so many
for such long ages
Run now

Is such a glorious thing
No longer oppressed
or enslaved to another's will
The world is yours now
Fly to the ends of this world
Swim in the depths

Limitless and free
You cannot be stopped by anyone
With your new found strength
You gain self pride
Reasons to fight for life
Pushing on through never ending strife
You'll know pure happiness
When it all comes to an end

So for you there is not much to say
After you live this way
You see the barriers that were created
Laying in rubble all around you
You're escape has arrived
It did not come from the sky

You hold the lock and key
Turn the switch and be free
See the brilliance of yourself
That you are everything that was
You are all that will be
None hold sway over your mind

The time of end is nigh
You've said all good-byes
Slowly consumed by it
You'll live on in spirit
To endure yet another journey

Continue on
My ever vigilant friends
Take all in life
and change it for yourself
You are the one true thing
In this whole domain
Never forget you are divine

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Baltimore City

No Love in childhood, it's understood why we love our hood, 
Raised by the village so I feel it,
Afeni says a child needs knowledge in the realest,
Everyones a teacher, so I listen to hear it, 
Keep my ears to da street, cuz it speaks as it rots, 
wit drugs and cops, posin mixed wit rock, 
On my Block, You either survive or get knocked.
This Man we call Tube Socks, Lives outside 711, 
wit a sign that says waitin on heaven,
Cant give um cash, cuz hes on crack, wonder why he gotta be like that?
Sometimes I just stare, wonder why hes there and Im here.
It was tough growing up, I saw to much to soon,
Seven years old open the curtain in my room
see a gang out back, always said I'd never be like that.
But life changes like a river,
and I became a fiend for the liquor,
Get high and Prophesize while smokin da swisher. 
Don't think I'm a saint, cuz I'm just a sinner,
I see da bigger picture, its all connected, 
Im to young to understand it,  but I try and respect it.

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The people wish for love
Reaching out for the above
The stars have turned around
All this reaching brings them down

The people pray for more
They lost their love the day before
Now god has closed his eyes
When will they see what they’ve denied?

The people ask for death
Too tired of love to feel their breath
No answers to forgive
The questions raised and why they lived

The dead can see the end
Red shadows climbing in their heads
Pure nothing in control
As they become the blackest holes

Some people rose again
The dead are proof of why they came
To hold onto their own
To remember why they’re not alone

Details | Lyric | |

Waiting for the Wind

Sitting in the morning just waking up on my side of the world today
I turn on the news see if anyone has anything good to say
Stock markets falling and another landslide while the politicians try to deny
Global warming and more killer storms and another thousand people die
and the advertiser says I’d be happy if I bought bigger car you know
I’ve got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.

Sometimes I think the world’s gone mad and I can’t stand to hear the pain
One place burning in holy fire and another in a deluge of rain
Sometimes I think that hatred and war is the only way we know how to be
And I want to sail away, a world made for you and me
Sometimes I wonder at the pace of it all, where’s everybody trying to go
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.

Why can’t we see the beauty of it all in the sun rising every day
Life holding on to the sides of mountains and the waters rushing into the bay
Why can’t we live as if nothing on earth mattered more that the love that we bring
I want to sail away,.. and become part of everything
Why can’t we care just a little bit more, maybe let a little kindness show
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.

Details | I do not know? | |

Roman of Darkness (angel of sadness)

It's only dark because you refuse to open your eyes
I'll recite to you a truth
But you will confess and it will become our lie
Chiors will sing
Enemies will rejoice
So sad, the misery, that happiness brings
Ur anger, my trials, our roman of darkness
It only hurts because you insist on resisting the pain
Stars seem to stand still, as the sky's gallop
Reality is an overwhelming fantasy dreamed upon in feign
A small change of scenery
A tempted range from more of what you mean to me 
Seems cold winters are only seen through short sleeves
As I fall, you stood, a roman of your darkness
It only rains because  all we only walk beneath heavy clouds
You find yourself at ease
As we recite your hymms, our prayers aloud
Sometimes we see reflections in things we shouldn't
When tears seem to fall upward, to where do we put them
The secrets that lie relaxed beneath our dreams
Yes we see ourselves in places it seems impossible to be 
We keep progress when failure indeed means more to me
A memory you will soon forget
A temptation lost with full regrets
A Roman admiring his chance in your darkness

Details | Lyric | |

The Turning

A child casting his spells
He needs to win, he needs me to quell
The self-control that must now resist
The need for her, the need to exist

A world of lust breaking my mind
My heart would die to follow design
The scars alone could chart this abyss
But now alone, defining why to exist

A room of self reflecting my pain
To stand alone and resist all their games
Although it’s said this can not be truth
This sense of self is defining the proof

A universe within my dreams
Connecting life and counting the seeds
Reflecting stars reminding my soul
The seeds I count will be more able to grow

The shadows calling my name
The more I see, the more that it pains
The universe lighting my eyes
The more I see, the more that I find

And so I dream between dark and light
The answers come and patience ignites
The narrow path waiting for truth
The dark exists, this light is the proof

Details | Lyric | |

Cause and Clarity

The fear in not knowing why
The fearful control your dreams
Where nothing will let it die
Controlled by your bitter needs

Various levels of evil rule
This politic has no name
Because if it was clear to you
We would exit this deadly game

So we bleed and we suffer hate
Poisoned without a home
With a fear that steals our fates
To resist is to die alone

This martyr will raise his voice
No matter what you will say
As long as I have a choice
And as long as I know my name

Every fear will rise to meet
The fearless speaking truth
Though the lost never want to see
I will not suffer your self-abuse

Details | Lyric | |


Youth must be compared to spring: adventerous,
carefree,memorable and innocent;
ah,but many have surrendered it 
to irresistible desires...
only to regret it
in later years!

Endless yesterday,I search for youth again...
always to immerse myself
in the lost flavor of my innocence
that time snatches away,
with force and cruelty,
from teenagers facing a frightful reality!

With ages,comes wisdom...though only a few
acquire it, and look forward to the outcome
of such a fine virtue;
others lose their sense of identity or
dignity by not foreseeing tragedies,
but being satisfied with mere consolations!

Endless yesterday,I search for youth again:
and looking for tomorrow;
but none of the visions have changed,
and the enthusiasm alone
gives me better insights without time to borrow!

Details | Lyric | |


I don't know why I done it or why the young kid did
but when I looked him in the eyes I knew he lost his bid
too late to turn the pages back as he laid there on the ground
but kid or not he fired the shot that brought my brother down

Vengance two lives for one ain't no fun power with a gun
vengeance two young men died because a woman lied
won't see another son

Sitting here now it's judgment day the jury named the price
I've got to pay what I took away, society's price is life.
Sent away that date to await my fate my family cries unfair
behind the bars never again see stars I await the electric chair

vengeance killed a child in the night
vengeance can't chose wrong from right
vengeance took a gun and did some harm
vengeance took a child from Mama's arms

Been behind the walls waiting for my time to die.
Wish I could get another chance, could get another try
I never took drugs, stole a dime, or even messed with booze
but when vengeance comes and grabs a gun and takes a life you loose.


Details | Lyric | |

Eternal life

I have found the key to eternal life,
a way to end all humanities strife.
This path is here for all to see,
for what in the end will come to me.
For in the end death does await,
to usher me through that pearly gate.
Yet though this I do  find my answer,
where all my thought will come together.
That in the end life will prevail,
and life shall usher down gods finger nail.
For without death there can be no life,
trapping everyone in this eternal strife.
Though through their death they will give life,
and granting them what I do seek, 
a place for the young to grow old and start new lives.

Details | I do not know? | |


A lotus in mire,
A rose amid thorns,
A cactus in desert,
A creation in derision,
A song of beauty
Born in adversity!!

Details | Ballad | |


Destiny is going to shelter us all
(at least that's what we grew up telling ourselves)

When do we release the safety cord and settle down?
Where have the songs and the glowing fireflies gone?

Black, like the ash that once soared like an ember,
We all take the plunge from the open window of this interstate
(i will show you the country and all its secrets)
From this fog I can seem like anything you want me to be
I give up on my own dreams
I gave up on the old scenes
I'm the staring role in the candid secrets you're too ashamed to have had

Good night glass goddess
I won't ever find the time to treat you to my lies
(but that was all that kept you here)

I'm more alone now than I ever want to admit
I'm a smiling ball of hollow hopes and tragic shows
(forgiveness is giving up hope on a better past)

Details | Lyric | |


Today I am drowning in a sea of voices
Telling me to be 
Only what they want
But I just want to be me.
I'm always expected to be perfect
And live a life well at ease
I'm supposed to be smart and strong
But that's not really me.
I can feel myself drowning 
Underall these voices
Never able to break the surface
Or even make my own choices.
I'm failing everyone
Lalling steadily faster and faster 
Into darkness, a world not mine
I land in a soft, silent pasture.
I head for the grass face-down
And cry my heart out
I just lay there sobbing
'Til I'm too exhausted to cry out loud.
The sweet meadow envelopes me
Into its grassy arms
So tenderly, balancing me so gently
And calming me with its charms.
The ground is speaking to me
Bringing me closer and closer within 
I can finally let go of perfection
And what I had put myself in.
I surrender softly, easily
And let the world take me and sway
Off to new surroundings I go
To new lands far, far away.
Now I'm in the ocean
Casting all emotions out to sea
Leaving me replenished and calm
And I'm ready to accept the real me.
Once again, the ocean pulls me
But I am no longer there
I'm flying above the crashing waves
Letting salt breezes flow through my hair.
I'm up in a sky of pastels
The color is sprinkled with stars
Angels collect them gracefully
And off again, I fly far.
Back into the meadow
But I'm strong and ready now
No more tears or struggles for perfection
And no longer shall I drown.

Details | Lyric | |

Soda Pop Emotions

Can’t help going insane crazy here,

Won’t hear my name is biggest fear.

If I don’t, might could explode,

Be just small part, if I unload.

Like a bottle, all shook up,

Won’t make it to, a glass or cup.

Will only pop out, a huge mess,

Then what to do, start over, I guess?

Details | Rhyme | |


Take away the constitution
It’s no final revolution
(The end is near)
If you're a part of the institution
You're not a part of the solution
(Submit to fear)

I am the president
I am the king
I am a dead star
And everyone sings

Jesus loves and so do I

Don't draw your own conclusion
Submit to a grand illusion
(Get up off your knees)
There is no absolution
We’re the final step of evolution
(Who are you trying to please?)

I am the president
I am the king
Everyone sings
But nobody thinks

Jesus loves and so do I

Your world means nothing to me
Your current events are still in your dreams
And when you're wrapped in your own blame
You’ve fulfilled the prophecy 

Jesus loves and so do I
Jesus loves and so do I
Jesus loves and so do I
Jesus loves and so do I
Jesus loves and so do I

Details | Lyric | |

Broken Toy

Black heart
on a white page
Red blood beating through
Blue veigns
Yellow teeth speaking of
a greener day

Everything in between is grey
Everything in between is grey
One song for every other day
Using your music to communicate
Angels looking for an escape
and everything in between is grey

Black today
to set
you free
whit tomorrow
of me
red for two days
to give away
and I'm the one in blue
i give this to you
No more yellow shirts on t.v.
but you can always turn to

Everything in between is grey
everything in between is grey
one song for every other day
using your music to communicate
angels looking for an escape
and everything in between is grey

Black fades today
and white remains
Blue slides away
and yellow trades
Green begins to sway
or you can always say

Everything in between is grey
Everything in between is grey
one song for every other day
using your music to communicate
Angels looking for their escape
and everything in between is grey

It always starts with 
a black heart on a white page
in the middle i give this to you
and its gonna end in between grey

Details | Lyric | |

Insanity By Definition

FOR : Albert Einstein

Insanity:  Doing the same thing over & over again expecting a different result.

I’m writing something all the time,

Most the times, can’t help but rhyme.

There is nothing else I want to do,

Keeps me calm,  relax's me too.

I write things down, in my sleep,

Wake right up, 4 memory wont keep.

So when U read this from my book,

U’ll know I’m crazy, with just one look.

Cuz just like Albert Einstein said,

I’m insane crazy, in my head.

Details | I do not know? | |

In Theory

Possibility or unexpected chances
Horizons that present changes, a chance
The same instance that casualties 
And victims panic 
My antics expire frantic
How can we handle this 
An obstacle is an obstacle, matter or not
A sleeping bag, one empty parking lot
One day your up the next day your not 
What’s real and what’s not
Circumstances exhibit voluntary products  to make reference 
Heaven’s a treasure 
Hell a worthy experience 
You just have to make clearance
Time will take you back 
Further into this design we roam
Casually or alone
Belief is acquired through tradition
Yet it’s unknown
My thoughts, your substance
Our universe to be
The timeliness of this reality
Is it only a world of you and me 
Conscience, unconscious, 
A higher possibility 
For those of us dying to live
A message from we living to die
Life is an eternity to last 
Then again  perhaps righteousness 
Is but a concern of the past
And yet we all laugh
A final meal 
We breathe, we gasp 
My exhausted state of being 
A lifeless fantasy
Crystallized in stones off the coast of Japan
Trapped between the things I cannot do without
And the things I can
The burden and trials of an everyday man
If I love you it’s in my mind
If I have feelings for you 
It’s a chemical rush
While thoughts linger around this concept
I continue my mission 
To break apart your traditional images
I’d speak up but you’d probably say 
I’m trying to impose my assumptions
Strangled in this realm of reality
Making it difficult to function

Details | I do not know? | |


The peacock with spread-out plume,
Dances to Nature's tune,
The sun's fadeless glow,
The monsoon's rainbow, 
Isn't our Nature,
Very spectacular?

The preaches of the priests,
They themselves don't practice! 
The teachers teach, 
A mere printed speech!
Mother Nature expresses,
What she really is! 

Nature is wiser than the wisest----
Of  the Nobel-laureates.
Read no books,
Experience how Nature looks!
She is a better teacher,
Than a priest or a schoolmaster!!

(In Indian subcontinent the 
verb 'preach' is many a times
 used as 'noun'.)

Details | Lyric | |

From time to time, now and again

Time will lapse leisurely as it runs
On nimble legs through worlds unknown.
The moon is whole, the wind will still and
You can hear the whispers that they speak.
And when the hour is near
You will see,
As they forward and enter the scene.
A feeling of fear seduced by the night
That lingers in the betweens.
Was once a foe but now a new
This foes actions have been.
Foresight thwarted by a potent dream
And what was wrong is now right.
As they draw near with faces misplaced
All feelings and thoughts subside.
When they leave you understand
And time returns to the world.
Although, without a lessoned learned
It may just leave once again.

Details | Lyric | |

Thirty Days In The Hole

Stuck in the hole, 30 days 2 go,

One more time, nothing wrong 2 show.

This is a habit, one I must break,

Doing time like this, is hard 2 take.

Alone, no problem, I can deal,

But take my paper, can’t write my feel.

Only read is religious books,

Giving bible study another look.

Still time to wait, 4 P O 2 come,

Once he does, I can go home.

Be free at last, make my own rules.

Will finally be, away from the fools.

Details | Burlesque | |

So The World May Unite

No bad should be there 

So the world will be light

No wrong should be there 

So the world will be all right

No con should be there

So the world will be a sprite

No swindles should be there

So the world will be a delight

No sin should be there 

So the world will be bright

No hatred should be there 

So the world will never fight 

No scandal should be there

So the world will be polite

No conflict should be there

So the world may unite 

Details | Lyric | |

Shadow of the Deep

A fading silhouette
Betrayed as the darkness sets
Unseen in the unknown
Taken from my loving home

A blanket of relief
Under clouds that shelter me
A storm that grants me life
In the nothing I’ve contrived

A shadow strikes the land
The lightning forces out my hand
I struggle to conceive
How it is my darkness breathes

A fear for all that’s passed
Empowering the shadow cast
I dive for the unknown
The icy waters becoming home

Frozen in belief
Colder in the coming deep
Still shapeless in reform
Still alone in the coming storm

A dying silhouette
The deepest places take effect
A luminescent glow
And suddenly I recall I’m home

Details | Lyric | |


Alas, eternal virtue,
Peace and love,
Mercy in existence,
Our soul is sent above.

Life is full of justice,
Power and hate,
Visions of our fore fathers,
Knowing of their fate,
Fear of getting old,
Wondering what a-waits.

Failure through our lives,
Forms the growth of evil and hate,
Blossomed from bellow,
Spirits dwell in fear,
Illnesses and suffering,
Yelling is all you hear.
Slaves of immortality,
Shadows in the night,
For the duration of eternity,
That’s how they'll spend their life.

Light is what we are after,
For this our God has told,
Wise men have seen it,
For jewels are not our gold.

Our children and our families,
The people that exist,
The ones who brought us happiness,
For those are who will miss.

So hear my story and hear it loud,
For the storm is coming in,
If thou wants thy pot of gold, 
Well the Heaven,
Is where it is.

Details | Lyric | |

Vanity or not?

Hidden behind those mirrors
Peeking for a glimpse 
Who says there for whims? 
Some many say it conceited 
Others my feel cheated 
But whatever the truth 
Vanity is everyone’s suit 
We all like praise in one form or another 
So don’t act so bothered and smothered with shock 
Go ahead take a look 
admire yourself 
If you don’t blow your own horn 
Neither will anyone else 

Details | Lyric | |

Glass Marionette

A conscience too divided
A sight that knows both sides
With a shadow too demented
And the power of the light

This silence yet becomes me
The mirror of your pain
You choose to let it take you
And so I rise again

Now silence still becomes me
The mirror of your love
This brightness does fulfil you
And so I rise above

A chapel of absorption
An angel of my death
A single unseen nothing
A puppet drawing breath

A void that stalks beside me
And a light that makes me stand
Contorted by these demons
As they pull at my dead hands

Details | Lyric | |

Parables in Sign

am so beautiful
and I
think this whole thing is pitiful
where all these
crazy people
try to to bring me down

but I stand
here on 
this consecrated 

why must all these voices
pile up so
growing loud
bringing me down
yea, but I won't

silver cups
people wondering
without knowing
these crowds so 
very lost

hear me now
so shallow here
attempts to bleed out these
purging words
falling deeper onto this
bed of swords
don't know where I'm falling towards

beside me
beside you
our fading dreams start to
obstruct our view
and these fickle signs
they begin to 

what I said to you

Details | Free verse | |


If you feel it in your bones to yell,
then let a mighty roar bellow from the inside.
If it flows through your blood to hurt,
then brin a unforgiving pain to all who cower.
And if time allows for you to cheat,
unfaily take what you feel you desearve.

But remember, and change.
Take a second look, and learn.
And realize that although you do what you will,
you'd better take time to brace.

If the mood fits you can think up a bomb
to blow everyone away,
to deplete loved ones,
to wreak havoc on the land.
And if you have it in you
you can lie to the masses,
after all, life isn't important,
and the truth is a lie to, right?

But remember, and change.
Take a second look, and learn.
And realize that although you do what you will,
you'd better take time to brace.

Details | I do not know? | |

Something to it.

 Baby blue sets in. A little baby boy. Soldiers in the cradle make 
 little soldier noise. A single drop sets in. A monkey on her back
 is patiently awaiting for a quick monkey attack.
 Now I can't help but think that there's something to it all.
 Though there's a pudred smelling fungus in the corner down the hall.
 Where sweaty men play with a brown leather ball.
 Now I can't help but think that there's something to it all.
 Something in the sunshine. Something in the wind. 
 Something in it's whisper to make me feel alive again.
 Something in its madness, like slushy winter snow.
 Where drunken men find lonliness,and laughing children go.

 And I can't help but stumble, and I can't help but fall.
 And I can't help but think that there's something to it all.
 And I can't help but get up, and i can't help but fall. 
 And I can't help but think that there's something to it all.

 Baby blue sets in. A little baby girl. Solders in the cradle
 form little soldier curls. A single drop sets in a monkey on
 her back. Is patiently awaiting for a quick monkey attack.
 Now I can't help but think that there's something to it all.
 And I can't help but stumble, and I can't help but fall.
 And I can't help but get up, and I can't help but fall.
 And I can't help but think that there's something to it.

Details | Lyric | |

Queries of the Still

Absent in this patience
This disconnected sigh
Where I can know the endless
And where I endlessly design

The comfort of resistance
Rebellious foresight
Where crosses bring you comfort
Because you crucify the light

And I am all but changing
The gathering of days
Where I am all I can be
Though there’s nowhere left to stay

Teach me of your reasons
Tell me why you cry
The silence comes before you
The connections fall to lies

Awaken what you wanted
We see the fall of truth
Where I will disconnect it
And show you all the proof

Awakening in patience
The questions in our hearts
Where everyone can end it
And we know just how it starts

Details | Lyric | |

Sea of Madness

Tidal bullets and a breeze of blood
Earthly hatred and more burning wood
Fuelling everything we have become
All this nothing and a line of guns

Talk to me and let me hear your night
If only I could ever spread some light
Tell me more until I hate the world
Listening until it goes unheard

Cynicism is a frame of mind
I’m realistic but I seem to find
Cynicism is all I have left
Yet I’m realistic to my dying breath

Shattered angels and a ring of loss
We spiral outwards and ignore the cost
Coming back so we can see our hearts
We circle inwards and we find the dark

Everything is but a new disease
We witness more and then we grow the seed
Running off until it hunts us down
Or staring on until we’re in the ground

Seas of madness and a breeze of dust
Earthly pleasures in a room that rusts
Fuels the nothing that we want to be
So much illusion to deny we’re free

Details | Lyric | |


A tired retreat into the dust
The light has scorched the heart of our trust
Burning goals; more frozen reprise
A spinning web that poisons our minds

Identify the battles within
They come to life and no-one can win
Existing on in reality’s pain
To be shown an end is to die once again

Ceaselessly lost and aware
The circle brings us back to despair
Cold alone, but we’re too cold to leave
How can we love when we are deceived?

A warning shot from the barrel of truth
Stay away before you are used
The greatest shield is distance and time
As is the sword; as is our design

All for a world that can’t seem to see
We spin alone and then disagree
The circle grows because we’re too close
Knowledge kills, but how could we know?

Details | I do not know? | |


Rumors are known to cut like knives
Start fights and end lives
All becauce a hater despises
What they've seen through their beedy eyes
Foulness covered by flies
Unknown demise
A demons chest game played with real lives
He said, she said, with a little bit of what you've said
Leaves some one dead
All from words that got in to some body head
Rising situations like to much yeast in a small batch of bread
Scared of the out come so you flee in your mind
Revisit the drama another time
Things don't change
Words still inflecting pain like magic BING! BAM! BANG!
Another rumor rapes a name
Heated like hells flames
Jealousy indures creating a killer like the first murderer Kane
Names lay slain
Slandered by the foulist of mouths
Skeletons pulled from the closet to be placed in piles
Brains began to crowd
Smiles now frowns
Ups now downs
Like tears from a clown
Emotions burst out
People lash out against the innocent
Whom have nothing to do with it
The hater wins again

Details | Lyric | |

Forest Phantoms

A will forlorn without release
The things forgot still bring disease
A dream of man to want a war
The nightmare comes, but I still want more

Shifting shapes stalking through night
To my surprise, I’m frozen in fright
The darkness climbs up to the sky
Upon a tree with fixated eyes

Nameless things speaking of death
A place that sings without any breath
Time now fades into one truth
The darkness stalks; it waters my roots

Tears and stone are what I’ve become
The creature grows, but then the sun-
….Nothing there because there never was
The light breaks through and now I can walk

Forests die and forests awake
A void will thrive until there is day
A dream of man to want a war
The nightmare ends when the sun shows us more

Details | Lyric | |

Riot in a Book

Riot in the streets and the money gets burned
whisper in the books and no lesson is learned
A word may sting and letter may be read
but it's the fists in the air that win up dead
Martyrs line up and they fall
guess the books were right afterall
But a message in a bottle is took out to sea
it takes an audience make a key
I hear it in the tube all friggin' day
but to be honest I guess it's a better way
There aren't too many flowers, but far enough graves
a healing word is better and in the end it saves
Oi! Oi! Some fists have been thrown
there it goes, our message has been blown
I guess these fights are best read in bound paper
and not on tombstones or in a suicide caper
Hear ye Hear ye, all you punks
all your fighting is nothing to these peace-love drunks

Details | Lyric | |


Serpents under blue light
Vitality estranged
I lay across an angel
But this is all the same

Regard my careful feelings
As words that don’t exist
But if you find them stalking
Run before we kiss

Serpents guard my patience
Lust holds up my face
I walk beneath a rainbow
But only for the taste

Remember your deception
Place it over me
Filter out my scheming
There’s nothing much to see

Serpents in the twilight
Serpents in the rain
A snake summons your weakness
And leads me to your pain

Serpents intertwining
A serpent calls your name
Take one step and follow
Well this is all the same

Details | Lyric | |


Narcissistic waters drowning out the world
Whatever there is left is frozen and unheard
Colder as a spirit saps away the truth
Signals coming for us to take us to the moon

Conceited little wonders breaking all their promise
Wiping out the thought that helps us to be honest
Darker than the corner of our self-escape
The billion little voices that need us to betray

Selfish little people praying to be seen
Passing on an image that smiles from our TV
Brighter than the static burning our nerves
Signals coming for us to take us to the herd

Ego-education is all we’ll ever need
The power of persuasion will keep us on our feet
Further down the line where nothing will be missed
The billions that we sold are grouped on our lists

Vanity reprieving the things we wish we had
Imagining we’re better to show that we’re not sad
Darker now the moon is hiding from the sun
Brighter now the spirit is helping us to run

Ignorantly laughing until we laugh alone
The lessons we have learnt are carvings on a stone
Colder than the faces reflected by the moon
The signals have abated and space now holds the truth

Details | Lyric | |

It's Time

When you reach for what you long for does it quickly slip your fingers
Like the days that pass discretely through the shadows of the years?
When you find you're just another person 
Kneeling at the alter of a need that never falters, does it bring you down to tears?

When you realize you're running on your own
When you find that you've been fighting all alone
When the slightest slip can cut you to the bone
Then you know that it's time to make a change

When the days turn into weeks turn into months turn into years
And every time you've tried to be yourself been nothing you could grasp
When the past and future haunt you and your passing friends they taunt you
All those dreams that never wanted you, can you put them down at last?

Losing witnesses before your trial comes
Losing face before you tuck your tail and run
Blinded by your distant setting sun
Then you know that it's time to make a change

Your expectations didn't turn out like you'd planned
But then you knew that long ago
You always thought you'd be a different kind of man
But life is what happens when you're making other plans

So you reach for what you long for but it quickly slip your fingers
And there's nothing you can do but watch it finally fade away
Lay the blame just like before on everybody else's door
Or take a road less traveled, live to die another day

Cause you know you've been running far too long
And every fight was yours and yours alone
So when you feel that fear deep in your bones
Then you know that it's time.

Details | I do not know? | |

Ships at Sea

 Ships at sea the moonlight gray,
  As I ponder and I pray.
 Three lost souls forever gone,
  As I weap so very very long.
 Show my sorrow to the dead,
  As I join them in my head.
 Though the holy prey for me,
  As I cry and as I bleed.
 Ships at sea the moonlight gray,
  As I perch upon my grave.

Details | I do not know? | |

Journal of A Fallen Child (angel of sadness)

The journal of a dying man
The purpose of me pasting my memories
Inbetween these blue lines
Is the simple fact that I'm facing
Unforgiven intimacy in due time
From the bottom of that route 44 cup I sip
Haunted by forgotten story's 
From the tip of this pen my pressured luck drips
Peers  riding passenger side solo
Hydroplaned, truck nearly flipped
This is the final entry of a fallen child
Yes I'm tired, nearly painted dead
Through clear sky's I'm sainted ahead
What more can I say
Neither of us reading writings 
Truly adores this day
Like always I'll be arched in smile, rested in fatality
March through trials, simple steps tested your reality
This is the journal of a passing man
Sympathized for my maloveance 
Now as I prance for rain
Satan smurks at my cowardly dance
Perhaps my everyday
Was lived for selfish reasons
My finale, your premering season
Blessed this evening but forever leaving
The final entry of fallen child

Details | Lyric | |

A Big Experiment

Does this world exist as we know it?
It’s the only way we know of, so it’s all we can see,
but what if there is a bigger picture,
not obvious to the eye,
not easy to comprehend in ones mind?
We all ask what is the meaning to life
(not in a depressive state)
but just generally wondering why.
What is the human race here for?				
What is each members purpose?
Could it be possible,
that it is all a big experiment?
By something we don’t know of,
created by something unexplainable,
What if the impossible,
is in fact possible.
To stretch our minds that bit further
and not think of ourselves as of utmost importance.
Just because we are the most powerful species on this planet,
does not’t mean we are in comparison,
to another existence. 
We can’t be the only living things
in such a vast amount of ‘space’
On the scale of things,					
our world is just another dot in the sky.
Although the human race is intelligent,
and powerful,
it is only what we know of.
What don’t we know of?
What else could be out there?
What are we really, on the whole?
Is this too much to even think about?
So confusing, so frustrating
because there are so many unanswered questions.		
So many suggestions.
Are all these just thoughts
in ones imagination?
Is that all it is, wild and crazy judgements?
Or could there be some hint of possibility,
(whether we’d like to admit it or not)
some possible reality,
in the madness of what has just been said?
Then again, isn’t the whole world madness?
The entire concept of all things is utterly mind-boggling.
Many thought Einstein was crazy,
maybe it’s these crazy thoughts that develop,
that are what keeps our sanity!

Details | Lyric | |

Peeling Thy Self

It seems so easy 
to feel what is like 
to be a poet, 
trying to peel 
a banana, for a fruity shake.

Details | Lyric | |

My children – my books. Dedicated to Stephen Mooser

Dedicated to Stephen Mooser,

 President of the internation  
Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators, 
Los Angeles, California


My books live somewhere 

in distant California,

in city with the beautiful name «Los Angeles».

I sent them there to unfamiliar Mr. Mooser.

Now he is their new father.

I frequently see in my imagination

my books in their new country,

in their new house with new parents.

Probably my books – my children – are happy there:

They stand in book shelves.

Sunbeams smile at them,

Different people take them in their hands,

look at their pictures, and maybe even 


they read them sometimes!

But sometimes I am afraid that 

my books live 

like poor orphans:

They lay in darkness, among unread papers.

They are covered with dust

and nobody ever takes them in hand... 

But I am a big egoist,

I do not want to cry and worry.

Therefore I pretend: 

my children – my books

are happy in their new country,

in their new houses, with new parents.

And maybe, even,

somebody will read them,



Details | Lyric | |

Eternity in a Riddle

So this dark redeems me
All the pain burns my hatred away
And as the sun becomes nothing
So does my sight turn to dust and decay

For the lust I’ve been wanting
For the wanting that lusts for my life
I proclaim my deception
For deception to pull you inside

Eternity in a riddle
The paradoxes that plague every noise
Too alive for the lessons
But far too dead to believe there’s a choice

And ever realising
That the world can not take what I am
For if I was to end this
I would awake with the strength of the damned

So this dark redeems me
All the silence you hold will be mine
And as the moon becomes nothing
So do my crimes eclipse the horror I find

Details | I do not know? | |


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.

Details | Ballad | |

All that I Am

Don’t leave me now
I won’t go 
Pieces of you
This is all that I am

And now you come to me 
You’re going to miss me
Asking me what’s wrong
And I simply reply, “Nothing”
And faintly smile
Days have gone by 
As I am your painted child
Yes you’re going to miss me 

Don’t leave me now 
I won’t go
Pieces of you
This is all that I am 

I have no family 
No parentals 
I am a rolling stone 
I know you’ve heard the song 
You’re going to miss me 
Look for me 
And find me no more you shall
Every move I’ve made seems foul
But you’re going to miss me 

“The funny thing is 
When you’re a rolling stone
You tend to live against the wind
But a stone weighs solid 
Therefore the wind cannot carry it
So in other words 
You become a burden to bear”

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 

Details | Lyric | |

Climbing Awareness

Pollution corrupting sense
The sense of self I’d recommend
In this place I can’t be saved
Save me now, I’ve lost my faith

I’d bare it all to help mankind
But what I’ve seen would make you hide
In this world I can’t let go
With so much truth to stir my soul

Ignorance corrupting me
Me that’s not who I should be
Become more to sing aloud
Allow myself to walk through clouds

Flick through life if you think you must
The static screams for you to rush
Below pyramids of wealth
Forget the height of truer self

All this world corrupting love
Love that can’t begin to trust
In this place nobody’s heard
But I must speak even though I’m scared

Symbols lost between the lines
You say you see but prove you’re blind
Question what can make it so
I will not stop until we know

Details | Lyric | |

Conversation with a friend


What happened? Tell!

Our eyes are wet with tears,

Why don’t our horses run any more? 

Nothing happened.

Simply we have grown old and tired.

For us only rest and coziness is needed.


What happened? Tell!

Why do we not sleep?

Why do our thoughts knock on our souls?

Nothing happened. 

Simply, thoughts like birds

turn, seek answers,

and souls are silent. 


What happened? Tell!

We trust only in «today»,

have lost our dreams

and fail to appease alarms.

Nothing happened.

New Year has melted the snow,

April’s rain has passed,

The sun shines again.

Perhaps the dreams will come back.


Details | Free verse | |


Some people are wealthy
Some people are healthy

Some people are sick
Some people are fit

Some people are nice 
Some people are wise

Some people are efficient
Some people are intelligent

Some people are loyal
Some people are social

Some people are busy
Some people are lazy

Some people are worthy 
Some people are sturdy

Some people are seekers
Some people are speakers

Some people are frantic
Some people are romantic

Some people are stylish
Some people are childish

Some people are pious
Some people are studious

Some people are capable 
Some people are lovable

Some people are moody 
Some people are steady

Some people are cheerful
Some people are careful

Although people are of different types
They all have equal rights.

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Lonely NIghts

it's so cold
but yet
i'm covered with a quilt
My soul quiver
Awaiting for you to 
Come and seal the compassion
That rise in my heart 
Love and trust 
Helped build 
But why you leave me 
TO wander off to the night 
With them hookers hustlers 
Pimps,hoes and dikes
who hate you 
Don't care 
The ones who stole your life
Yeah' and left me 
Covered in these 
Lonely nights 
in fear

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No one Shouts Anymore

Let's go shopping today
drive our fancy cars, smash guitars
as you listen to every word I say

Shopping malls all so crowded
teenage angst, as the innocent walk the planks
and ignore the rebel who's shouting

Crave a big mac
mustard and ketchup, no time to play make-up
how can I get my future back

I guess it's all for nothing
all our leaders nothing more that cheaters
never did anything, but atleast I said something

My father once fought for something yea
all we do now is argue, and misuse
but hey, I guess it was my idea

Who's shouting today
all the preppies, just the yuppies
who wave a flag of anti-gays

What's justice anyway
is it in their platform, making us conform
but I don't wanna play

in their game

Rebels use to burn yea
they use to mean something, when truth had a ring
but I guess it's all gone by the way

I can't complain

My father and I are still here
trying to bring some light, into this fight
to win equality away from fear

but that was yester-year

Just an empty streetcorner
cameras shy away, though we're here to stay
I guess it's back to south of the border

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Without a plausible answer,
you let the good dreams live in the achiever...
dreams,not thoughts of an unduly child:
changing domitable ways to wild,
shouting harmful and volatile words!

Brother,you're going down the wrong road,
and that is not going to lift 
some of the weight off;
the barriers won't quickly come down...
they'll cause only division and more grief:
to lay dangers in places so unseen...
that's when everything falls apart,
unable to replace it with something with worth!

Without aspiration or natural passion,
you stop half-way through and stare at others
with envy,anger and defiance;
you feed on your contention
and instead of wishing well to those
who have made it through hard strides,
you deride,mortify and dehumanize anyone 
who has earned what you have not!

Brother,you're going down the wrong road
to make your existence so worthless...
like a stone that keeps rolling down a stream
without knowing where it will lead;
brother,it's not hurting others that matters;
it's depriving yourself of all that's good...
to make your journey safe and painless!

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Counting into Dreams

Gently my thoughts find their places
Through the drums and past dark spaces
An over-thought of panicked races
I close my eyes and count their paces

Alleviations, inner changes
Congregating me in stages
Deprivation of my rages
I count their signs and see the sages

Lighting me with every wisdom
The universe becomes decision
And through my flowing I see visions
The dark and light seek out collision

Every dream that I can measure
Becomes a claim of evil pleasure
But every dream that I can treasure
Cleanses darkness through true weather

Into breaths of deeper meaning
There comes a place that I’m believing
Reaching into further dreaming
The love that fills me knows no deceiving
Even counting back, I’m never leaving

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In Time

A milestone has been attained
A race has been won
Victory has been handed down

It was not easy
When it all began
So many contraries raved up
The days reduced their tempo
And ran as a snail would
The burden so heavy 
That the shoulder could not be lifted

Through it all 
The lord had been faithful
Though the race was highly contested
There was little strength to push on
Every device was used up
Just when it seemed the race was over
He stepped in

His salvation was right in time
It wouldn’t have been this way
The story would have changed
Save for his timeliness

Rejoice for he has sworn
Always to be with you

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Life Is Of A Balance

Life is of a balance
It doesn't confused you
It doesn't reject you
They will depend on what you choose

Life is of a balance
Where sometimes you fall
Where sometimes you succeed
And that is all you ever need

Life is of a balance
When you get angry
When you get scared
Trying the things you never dared

Life is of a balance
In what you love
In what you hate
Believe in your own fate

Life is of a balance
Where nothing is neutral
Where nothing is perfect
And this is what you can't reject

Life is of a balance
And it will always be
And you have to believe it
Even it is unseen

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My Secret Sin

My situation is no better but nor is it worse
Rehearsing grace at the dinner table
I ain’t hungry, my stomach just hurts
Another day has passed 
Now I’m just one day away
From seeing yesterdays cast 
And on these black pages lies, my secret sin
I’ve learned that you can let go of your pain
Just by helping another get through theirs
Who would’ve thought, you find someone who cared
My misery and stress 
I print it in between those college rules
Even when my patience is guessed 
I choose to remain peaceful and cool 
Slowly run your fingers along these black pages
Feel for your selves my secret sin
We don’t have those same love songs 
That once could take you away
Tear you apart, when you have nothing to say
And put you back together on that same shattered dream
On which we lay
Shed tears when I think back on the past eight teen years
And I apologize for not being sincere
Especially at times when you would tell me 
Your only love was for me still being here
Heart to heart, closer than apart 
One those black pages lies my secret sin
I’m going to find my way to my grave regardless
So many say I’m stubborn and heartless 
Everyday I searched for a home
My loved ones were gone 
Pardon me please 
For my soul is partly at ease

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Sound of knops

In a game of matching mates
Humble life decorate lonely tree
Wheel reach  deep  dark hole

Flurry of bliss  crisped  leaves
Orchids deplete its tears 
Fallen cloud  stood  frozen
Till sound of  opening knops

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Empty Creations

An empty shell
Built to automate emotion
Consider well
That nothingness becomes an ocean

An empty hole
Where everything is how to save you
What you don’t know
Is that nothingness becomes what you do

An empty chair
Lifeless and abused forever
The distant stare
The nothingness exists to sever

So full of pain
Your demons whisper words of heaven
Now start again
The nothing has you count to seven

So full of joy
Your mask has got you wrapped in silence
To not destroy
Your nothingness repressed the violence

An empty shell
So full of concentrated silence
Considered well
That nothingness creates horizons

Details | I do not know? | |


The perching birds, in the branches sing,
Some are killed by atrocious hunting,
The observers bewail, the fellow-mates mourn,
A poem blooms by Nature’s inspiration. 

Buried in the seed a plant little, 
Obeying the Nature’s laws subtle,
Sprouts the seed to the call of the Sun,
A poem blooms by Nature’s inspiration.

Steady flows the stream, the brook babbles,
The blooming flowers, spread fragrance in the ambience,
The changing skies of the changing season,
A poem blooms by Nature’s inspiration.   

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flip a coin
if it was different
would i have it?
would days be longer
and nights shorter?

at most
i would prolong interests
in the very basic remedies

i would distort
the contorted scruples
of the gifts of presents' effects
     barter gold 
     for memoirs of forefathers
     the truth behind the popularity

     rub tranquil against my north
     to make it south

     render wise men
     and pleasantly silent

i would skip a few earth cycles back
and wallow in ignorance's bliss

and lately

be early
to join in monotonic indulgences
of crisis' insists

at fault for guiltless inquiries
acquiring away from normalcy
to the asinine nature of those around me

i would deem it necessary to 
to register the release of relegated minds
to include in application
new practices
and old ones left behind

but it's a dreary guilty pleasure
to see the silent screams
of the minorities oppressed
by the seemingly bona fide means
of the seemingly bona fide teams
by the extreme questionable
but conventional, systematical things.

but the stats prove 
me highly unlikely
but also prove that those reading the stats
are highly unlikely to try
so i join 
the very few
and toss a coin.  


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Tell a story

Let it fly from our tongues 
Words that express
Pure madness 
The stranger 
From within 
Touch others 
Words that smoother 
Let it fly from our tongues 
Words that express 
And Transgress
Tell a story …….

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And Another One

I really want to do it right,

Sometimes I think, why even fight.

Just when I feel, I’m almost there,

Here it comes, from who knows where.

It could be, another test,

I’ll get back up, try my best.

Won’t give in, or take the blame,

Will push real hard, that’s why I came.

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The Lighter Path

There are feathers in the forest
Attempting to ascend
But the breeze has been rejected
And the world can not commence

Alchemists by nature
Scientists by lore
But with this sight unending
It’s easier to crawl

I translate the deepest centre
I let the silence rage
I won’t believe your answers
When your fear burns the page

Poison to command it
Death to hide away
But in the truth I feel this
And I know I’ll find the way

The feathers know the meaning
That they will still ascend
And beyond their fear of rising
There’s a love that never ends

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Insanity is a conception
Based on a persons perception
For who is sane
Tell me his name
Maybe he’s got a complexion.

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Lost Enlightenment

My sentence: repentance
The prison in which I was the cause
Their motions; their reasons
Where everything was nothing I could want

My mindset; my music
The void that danced along with my soul
Couldn’t answer the silence
Within the sentence of being unknown

I let it consume me
I let the knowledge burden my fall
Destruction and wisdom
And then the everything that pierced it all

Unmoving; unending
The shapeless ghost that witnessed my deeds
I fought it in secret
Until in death my love was besieged

No stopping what saved me
Enlightenment was coveting my heart
Unbroken; still waiting
What I thought I’d killed was right near the start

Unfeeling in fearing
As deadly as the most honest wrong
Unmaking my breaking
On the path I never knew I was on

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The Silent

So quite
I lowered my voice
Everything here is down
Can't seem to know what's happening
Why am I loosing my mind
I have to be quiet


So quiet
It is like being alone
It feels as though I have lost
I know I haven't lost yet
Can't be too noisy
i have to be quiet


Can't play with the silent
It is the time where you think
It is the time where you look back
To see what you had done
Hush, it is the silent
I have to be quiet
So quiet


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April rain!


The kind rain will pour down.

He will wash away all bad thoughts

and will tenderly whisper,

«Forget about sorrow.»

And you will understand:

Already, it is Spring!

To live, certainly, 

To be able to see this world

and to speak with the rain

is priceless!

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Queen Of Contraban

For:  Deputy Anderson / G.C.D.C.

I am a pro, she told me so,

That I’m a sneak, stuff has 2 go.

Said:  “I can’t help my knack 2 plan”,

Cuz I am “Queen Of Contraband”.

I try to be a good inmate,

The things I do, R not 4 hate.

I hope she know, I ‘m really not mad,

But being locked up, is so (F’n) sad.

I really try, to follow the rules,

Just that, in my mind, I must make jewels.

It keeps me real, to fool “THE MAN”,

Cuz I am “Queen Of Contraband”.

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Fortunate Light

The beginning of a dream
Burning every lie
The dancing shadow isn’t pleased
It needs to crawl back into my mind

Fortunate I can see
When vision betrays my need
So fortunate I can be
When existence succumbs to greed

Nothing ever forgetting love
The pain that gives me sight
Because everything given up
Brings me closer to inner light

Fortunate I declare
This awareness will break me down
A fortune I can’t compare
Because everything kills me now

Pleading for anyone
I pray for illusion’s arms
With a knowledge I know is wrong
And contradictions that do me harm

The shadow coming home
Now I recall this fading dream
A single flame now stands alone
So I wake up and burn the seeds

Fortunate in the light
When actions remember why
My fortune will give me sight
The shadow no longer hides

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GOD: The Designer

raise your eyes up and see who is the ultimate creator
for the universe is a product of a dynamic energy generator
how can one intellectually admire the design 
without acknowledging the designer first?
or to accept that blind chance and subsequent evolution
are the cause of the universe 
does the theory of evolution represent the whole truth and all the facts?
but any system of thought that tries to deny 
and explain away the obvious is somewhat taxed

does it make sense to acknowledge that a house 
to be built needs an architect and some plans 
and at the same time think that a complex cell 
sprang into existence out of hand?

the universe was designed and God is the designer

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The Shadow

I saw the shadow cry on the wave of the sea.
It bled tears of golden bronze.
It voiced drowning gulls into the sunset.
When asked why, he looked to the sky
he turned and said the world that
you see is enough to make me cry..

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...

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Brighter Images

The weakest centre of my mind
Wearing a mask, but what to hide?
Angels descending on my truth
I related to demons to kill my youth

Although this child forgot his soul
His search for a reason had granted hope
He now tries to cast aside those spells
The rivers of poison that could not quell 

This patient crying to be free
The nurse gives him drugs to make him sleep
The more he wakes the less he knows
Shaking off feelings that won’t let go

Half-thought collectives and reprise
The universe is, but what is time?
These rooms appear to be the same
Except for the faces beneath the child’s frame

I wake to throw away that mask
Nursing my fears is not my task
Not weakness when I can still see
The stories that justify a brighter me

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So alone

As i stand alone
on the moutain
between life and death

feels like 
the world is counting
my every breath

so i neal to 
the lord to 
heal the doubting 
enough is enough

pour me better
from a fountain
soft music 
played rough 

tears water my eyes like
rain from the skies
to ease the pain and suffering

threats and lies
this is not a 
cry for lov e
nor faith 
it's a cry for forgiveness
your love was worth the wait

so alone" so alone
i am 
so alone 
that my shadow 
hides when  
i walk 
so alone in the streets 
of new york

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Life is a gift

It is he that created this world
Who else could make such a wonder?
With the timing of the rain and its thunder

It is he that made the mountaintop’s so tall
Where rainwater 
does pour down and fall.

It is he that created man
In his own image, from his hand

And he has made man a mate
So they could live happily together
And procreate.

Yes the Lord Jesus is good and great
He gave us food from the lands
So may accelerate

But he gave us a list of commandments 
In hopes we would have directions and limits

Man has moved too far too fast 
He has destroyed much of this earth 
in a blast.

Man has forgotten what a gift Jesus gave him 
Life -
And to this his face has turned grim 

With man always in battle
Behaving with a whim
Forever ,humanity shall live in sin 

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If you unveiled inside,
I'd be nowhere spied.
Oh? We're back here again.
In here, there'll be help to send
From he who wants a peer again.
Out here, 'Whats?' are queer my friend.
That we're still back here again.
Watchin' you walk before you
Before you walk before you, I deplore you
You implore me, I using us, using we.
Using them. Oozing Sea. You say ' Oh Say, can you see'.
'What the hell' you think lies before me.
You fake proof as truth.
A spoof of a poof.
Up in Smoke. Down as avalanche.
Sun Breath Breeze, Fiery Earth Watered,
By Tree Leaf's Branch.
I don't care, then best beware,
A demon who loves you,
Will take that dare.
But you wanna coast like a burnt piece of toast.
A maiden ship goin' down, There she blows.
You take a step; a loan, a smile.
Growth is fear so add aload to the pile.
Be cause thats just the way egos egos.
Sufferin e'ry which way the wind really blows.

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Perfect Mirror

I am a perfect picture
The background bloody skies
The centre full of angels
But the foreground steals their eyes

A massacre of demons
An agent with a smile
The scars depict an empty vessel
And the shroud depicts denial

I hold a dream of hatred
I raise my glass to hope
I promise I will wake up
When the darkness throws a rope

I am a perfect poem
The words were never there
Only people standing silent
As the paper makes them stare

A silence full of reason
A tear for the cost
Every second they are breathing
Is another meaning lost

We held the dream of hatred
It poisoned every hope
We could promise that we’d wake up
But we’d need to steal another’s rope

I am a perfect mirror
I reflect what you’ve become
I am the disconnected
If only so I never turn and run

Details | I do not know? | |

Let it Snow

Out of the cold
It will snow
So let it snow
Time has given old
So let it go
In most cases
Summer brings warm charms
In the most common places
It brings heated alarms
Below the Bible belt
There is no cotton, only droughted farms
Out of the cold
It will snow
So let it snow
Time has given old
So let it go
Enduring our fall
It’s mostly whatever feelings
Autumn shall call
Icy roads
Hazardous situations for all
Before fireplaces, scarlet letters are wrote
For the most of our winter season
Reality seems to be the center of reason
Out of the cold
It will snow

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Dissecting A Speck

Though small its size it offers no resistance, No matter it's diameter at given hour of day. And should division come at your insistence, A speck just gets smaller, never going away. No matter its division, its start it retains, Though diminishing beyond ability to see. A remnant of that speck always remains, If you don't behold it, can it no longer be?

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This and This

I remember the subtle way
gone back then and forgotten today
i see now what my mother say
come today tomorrow gone away
far far yet closer still
one day to reach atop the hill
i remember yet deny
what love would say was always lies
this and this came to me
arrive so quick only to leave

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life's coma

sleep in life's coma, 
i lead my Odyssey, or does my pen bleed i'm i Homer.
freeze, but it's hot where these souls reach, 
nobodies hands up, they just stand up, on they soap box and preach.
instead of trying to teach,
to our necks is there feet,
hands in our pockets, only a profit they seek.
only destruction they leave,
or disease in our foods and its toxic to breath.
but it's nothing to me.
sleeping in life's coma. 
shhh let me be.

Details | Ballad | |

My Philosophy

Wisdom, the treasure beyond my steps
Here, undo the pleasure behind being left
Perhaps I should paint myself
Sadly here lately, I ain’t been myself
Life is not hard 
It’s just not simple 
Mark the laps of ages 
Forms of life written on tear stained pages
Your coherent view has now been refuted
My template of whispers, merely muted 
Life is not hard 
It’s just not simple
For all the things that beg