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CarvingSitting upon the roots of an ancient tree
Pondering how to send my star a message
Looking to the dark sky for inspiration
I find her within the clusters
Shinning so bright
I want to wish upon such beauty
Though wishes for me
Never come true
So I serenade her
Singing to the moon
Hoping she can hear me
I take my knife out
To scratch the bark of my ancient friend
Singing of how I miss my love
Carving out an image to last forever
Crystal drops begin to fall
as I sing in hopes
That on the other side
She's singing to me too
I drop my blade and fall to my knees
Bowing my head and wishing
Wishing my shining star
Will fall down and love me
For I love her
My love shall live forever
Carved in this tree
For my love will last an eternity
I have watched him from afar
From morning until the sleep of day
Sitting in solitude beside his friend
Wishing for the touch of a not so brilliant star
How can he not see that even from this distance
his fate was always meant to be
That within his wishes, hi
My QueenI use to feel like I was on the edge
Looking down, I gleamed at all the ants within a wedge
Life.. . Pushing me like a bully, trying to knock me over
So many times have I been on my last inches to seeing clover
Seeking peace I close my eyes
Thoughts of past loves failed at every try
But now Here I fall
Not caring to lose it all
Slowly I drift backwards
Letting my darkness shroud me as memories become fractured
.. . . Sound fades. . ..
My senses disappear in the shade
I felt a hand appear out of the darkness powerfully
My eyes open to gaze at this beautiful flower
Bursting with love in every powder
My thoughts of love were wrong about what it was
My life changed within the just because
From this love, My heart does pound
With a beating that is so profound
This love for you has changed
From friendly to something that cannot be ranged
No simple gold ring for you my love, for it be too cliche
No, For you something entirely new for our lasting days
The power to make me be me w
But a Secret
Tis but a secret held within a bottle
Floating on the waves of life
My life lines within grasps of you
Oils secreted for you to feel
For us to be combined
An essence of you
Mixed with me
A form drying to a bond
Formed solid only by time
It is a heart risen from ashes
With sprouting wings of blue flames
For everything in this world can disappear
PerspectiveI have a test for me
Trying to flow for free
Bouncin' my head to the beat and sending my fingers on a stomping spree
Thought of youth of the future and think nothing more than a mis-guided plea
Wanting everything easy and get paid for free
Respect taken and not earned this I cannot see
It seems this mis-guided path is made to believe that no one is as real as real as one
But what happened to respect for all instead of one
It's time to put me within a frame and put it in a museum
Because nothing is going to be as what it seems
Everyone now seems to see things in a small view
If I can flow and rep my side with vocals just to show what I can do
I would make an album and get it Platinum
Show the world what to be armed with instead of strapin' em
One day you'll see a portrait of me
Shows what I think destiny should be
Living off the people and making them live in a better place to be
So give me something to do so I can prove the old world isn't new to the
I grew up in a world of feelings de
Mindful MadnessMy ability
is only strong as my tranquility
I live to see equality
but only see no possibility
Trying to educate
showing that things are more than hate
making our minds communicate
so we can control our fate
It seems this world is crashing in its silence
without all the violence
but things happen without pretense
so now we fall with no reference
Point the finger and wonder why
its 'cuz you never see the others falling by
the three pointing to your eyes
showing that pride is the reason for your lies
Maybe 'cuz they're hidden within the thumb
shielded with the numb
now you cannot see where we come from
while your thoughts never become
I use to accept the bliss in people
but I've become un-peaceful
how are we to learn if we are unmerciful
to show that we should be mindful
Fighting with my inner-self
cannot see what is fully felt
now you see the damage dealt
showing that I can't be helped
And it doesn't stop their
I can't take back the words that aren't fair
fighting has become like air
Deadly DanceThe love between me and you
Is like a moth and the flame
Drawn to you I don't know what to do
I fly to you so who am I to blame
I want to touch you and make you mine to claim
It kills me when I make you cry
So scared to become you I try to stay from the flames
For now I seem to just get by
I circle so many times
Though it seems like there is no way to get through
So we live our lives within drab lines
It feels like a sin to be here without you
The closer I get the more the flames take
Pulling back out of pain
I know our happiness is at stake
Sometimes I feel like I am not strong enough clean your stains
It seems like I am doomed with the past mistakes
Comes to seem like I have come to choose
Seems that our love takes so many takes
Then my mind goes loose
Don't know what to do
I want to hold you in this lifetime
Wanting to get lost in you
Not being with you is just a life of crime
The love between me and you
Is like a moth and the flame
Drawn to you I don't know what to do
I fly to you
...Sittin here listening to my mentor unrelented
Listening hard because his words I don't want to be missing
Stronger than what a Man can be in a world made like foreigners
Tears fall as I wish I knew such a man amongst his peers
He made the world see what it can be
Feel what was real
Made me believe that being a G was the thing to be
Whispers of a falling soulHow are we to raise a child from within
If everything around is infected with sin
Tears are falling
While greed is calling
Once a belief was seen
When the hopes of man was keen
Souls flourished to make a better world
But now only a dollar unfurls
Thoughts of green
Skewed and thought of in a different theme
Death is filling our entertainment
As we lose our sustainment
Wool pulled so far down we suffocate
As an aspiring dream dissipates
Hearts beat For love
But lust is all that arrives on wings of a dove
Born to fly but taught to crawl
How did our life turn to such a brawl
Death lurks in every crevasse
Leaving minds in such a toss
Love for another man
Became the fathers last hand
Values lost in disarray
For the young do as they may
Our ten laws
were to guide us from flaws
Flames now call
As economies fall
Evil will flow
As our greed still grows
These tears are falling
For my child is not calling...
the only letter I've ever wanted to burni.
if you want to give someone the silent treatment,
the first step is shutting up.
things made much more sense
when I was younger.
I thought there was one path,
each choice a stepping stone upon it.
in reality there are a million roads
intertwined like rope.
I got lost
I chose you.
promises are easily broken.
I knew that,
but it still hurt
spending friday night
shivering in the rain,
choking on cannabis perfume
in a dirt parking lot
your face never graced.
and I hoped against hope
you might appear,
but I wasted my wishing
on ungrateful you.
you died before taking your first breath.
I took a chance
and I should've known better.
you can give somebody all you have
and nothing can stop them from
throwing it away.
you've made this bed,
now lie in it.
you slit this suture,
you're the goddamn reason
I gave up on the month of april,
and soon enough you'll fall on your own blade
like some drunken samurai.
if you want
Die AloneI take apart her heart
And lay the pieces down
In a circular form.
Let her bleed a work of art.
I forgot I’m crazy.
I’ll whisper my secrets
Only if she promises
To die here alone with me.
.What do you want to be when you grow up?
They ask it like a dare.
As if letting your unlikely dreams
slip from the safety of your mind
could bring their own
a little closer to reality.
car crash on an empty roadit happened before
we did. it was more a person
than you or I or that boy
in the park trying
to convince us to
stupid. it happened
before your smile
cracked the sky in half, before
our laughters slurred into
a dissonant song, before
your fingers traced the stories
lying on my face before I knew
just how many pieces of sunshine
were trapped in your hair before
the walls became the ceiling and
I wasn’t claustrophobic.
things I remember:
the red blur of your room like
God was experimenting with the
symbolism in modern art, the
tri-tone shimmering of your eyes
like the surface of the water, the way
you defined perfection as a scale of
women ending with a less than sensible
me, the way you always moved like
you were dancing and no one was there to
RelativityLooking in the mirror
through the mirror
seeing a stranger,
My chest swells and my heart lurches
This girl isn't me, not at all
She looks like someone
but not me.
A movie star, a homeless person.
Even when I look at photos
no memory comes up
no allowing for the thought that I have a body
Or that the cold of my fingertips,
the throb of anxiety inside my ribs
I see my arm, an armband
A scar, a vein, a ring that has no meaning
But it did, to this girl in the mirror
Even if memory fails
Existence is relative
What Writers AreWriters are people from
both ends of the spectrum.
Those that know isolation
and the thoughts that follow.
Those that know enlightenment.
And those with nowhere else to go,
but deeper down the rabbit hole.
Writers are smiths of the word,
using imagination, experience,
and emotions to temper the
glass and steel we are given.
We fill the page with pieces
And writers are Gods.
Broken or whole or
barely scraping through.
We make you see our world.
We make you feel and care.
All with a bunch of lines,
which we have given life.
Hope in my Lawyer's Paperclip JarMy lawyer's desk on a normal Wednesday afternoon
is flooded with sheafs of white legal pads and errant staples.
Today is Wednesday, but the clouds outside
his twelfth-story window are shaped like loss
and the lines around his eyes seem crater-like in the shadows
and nothing about the last three weeks of my life
has been normal, so I don't know why it surprises me
to find his desk cleared of debris.
I wait for him in a silence that ebbs and flows with my heartbeats,
the zipper on my knee highs tapping against my leg like rain.
When he returns, hands filled with coffee
and the paperwork for a restraining order
against the man he set me up with almost a month ago,
I blurt the first thing that comes to mind.
"There's only one paperclip left in the magnetic jar.
It's bent like a swan."
I can tell, from the awkward shuffling of his loafers,
that he's wondering if he should have brought the Kleenex, after all.
He knows women often cry at things such as these,
reminders of the men they've love
1969, and time goes oni imagine you
thief of space affairs, time would go on;
wonder if you'd manifest
to govern gravity’s empire
physically, just as aurally,
so to walk with a
winds at war
captivated by you; sunshine
gathered in the organized
chaos of your hair: eyes would
dance fires domesticated by
your fingertips, boasting wander-
world laws of light (reigned in
earthen measure). i’d
boast mountains by your name.
the exhaust for gods
of transience (north-
hazed) transmuted back
(for easy drawls from the east)—
i’d sip wine
from the wishbone of your
body of sea. plead
the noise of bedroom eyes
& sleepy smells to soften your
siren’s unquiet tease.
i imagine you,
thief of space affairs;
imagine you in 1969
where our time would go on.
Missing You....Its been so long since the last time I heard your beautiful voice
Way too many weeks since I last seen your lovely face
Called away and now your just a whisper out of sight
Youre fighting a fight I wish you were not
You had left me without a choice
Held my head up when I heard you would leave this place
Gave you my smile so you wont know I will worry day and night
You have all my emotions caught within a knot
Its been so long since I felt your loving grace
Way too many moments lost within silence
Calling you was something I always had enjoyed
Youre the only one that I have missed so much
You were my light in the darkest of days
Held me up when I felt I had enough
Gave me the affection when I needed it most
You are now just a whisper and I cannot make that change
Everything I do and everything I made was because of you
So many things I joined that you brought me to
Never ever gave second thought because all I seen was the joy you bring
The Fun that we have
Those best of time
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