Her cry was the thunder, and her streaming tears were the pouring rain that breathed new life into the earth. Her catharsis signaled the start of a new spring with fresh grass, blooming flowers, and the ever lasting melody of the birds.

Hussein Dekmak

a yin and yang
two extremes
of the same pole

flip the rotate
and peer through
eternity

Is it their fault
for being unworthy of respect?

Or is it our own,
for not respecting them?

Adjust your world vision,
to the right view
see beauty in everything
and not chaos
echo consciousness
throughout eternity

run, run, run
dear truth seeker,
keep your mouth shut
and be vigilant

...

Unravel lavender rolls of
galactic neon rugs
and crisscross  
high lighter
unchained replicas
of nature's black universe
unwind the tight-knit mind
that society gave us

a retired leopard
of spots that radiate sun
from what jungle are you?

warmth to red
and quickly fading
reality
this is death,
fellow soldier

enlighten life,
fall time lanterns
of fleshly glow
breathing life
into heart beat
patterns

the time is now,
program, control, re-wire
circuitry soldered  
into electrocution's
infinity  

I learned from the Redwoods
meditation,
peace with life
and absolute confidence
I repel fire and live long
contend me,
a ghost of no face

Be a man," keep them out noisy Irishmen break the fight with Italian stilettos from the shop of the British. Irishmen you'll be done when we’re done with ya. But stay in your country.

Black tar on
A silver platter
Diamond in the groove
Revolutions of sound
And vibrations
Long since faded out

Although I've heard
The explanation
I will never
Understand it
Through the hiss and static
Out pours a little magic

Alternatively,
Through a convoluted
Series of wires
I can acquire
A digitized
Approximation
Of something that
Used to be music

And my brain can
Hardly tell the difference

I don't know
If it's a matter of trust
Or understanding
But I think I
Prefer the magic
To this technological
Pageant

Truly the death of the communication age,
Leading me to follow,
Current textbooks fluent in rejection
To the students they serve.

Brainwashing in thick salt water,
Drowning in a taste that makes faces,
Gloating achievements and attention,
Filing for societal filters to get
Through obligations created by
Degenerate scholars.
Glaring into darkness and
Twinkling laughter silent after
Punishments now turned to powder.

Gallantly quiet in a world of opinions
Stretching from borders that fire
At each other through 140 characters.
Given all that's left are blind readings
Of sarcastic articles titled with bait
On a hook like worm covered worms.

I'm truly left in confusion reading
The forward to the epilogue of a
Torn apart villainous wreckage
Scattered into the brains of a
Clueless populous in hope for
Worlds to meet in collision
And turbulence.

Rain
t r i c k l e s
             d
o
    w
n
the gutters into the
small
p u d d l e
collecting
        below,
drip,
drip,
drip,
plop,
plop,
plop,

water       into the
falls        puddle,
splashing onto your
stationary
        sneakers.
can’t make yourself
M O V E
[out] of the r   i
      a  n.
because you can’t tell
the
difFerence b e t w e e n
the t
e
    a
r
    s
from the clouds
and the t
         e
    a
r
                    s
from your eyes.

Rays of streaming light,
Heat bouncing off ocean waves.
Blue water shimmers.