kevin-garcia - Hello Poetry

Warm up the bbq I don’t want no war with you You said achoo I said bless you See you in a few Follow where the wind blew Mourning the loss Of your mind sanity source No more are you a fckn boss Hoss Why the force You want to be liked Yet every word you say is miked Who you broadcasting to What they do? You feel the breeze When you squeeze your knees To fast You want your head rub So you could get some *** Hoss Warm up the bbq I don’t want no war with you Let’s sit and talk this Through tongues of *** Tequila to make belly bun Put more pepper on that son What’s wrong with you You said achoo I said bless you See you in a few Follow where the wind blew Don’t sneeze on me dude Leh we talk this through

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Oct 20, 2014

Oct 20, 2014 at 9:39 PM UTC

kevin-garcia

Hoss

Warm up the bbq I don’t want no war with you You said achoo I said bless you See you in a few Follow where the wind blew Mourning the loss Of your mind sanity source No more are you a fckn boss Hoss Why the force You want to be liked Yet every word you say is miked Who you broadcasting to What they do? You feel the breeze When you squeeze your knees To fast You want your head rub So you could get some *** Hoss Warm up the bbq I don’t want no war with you Let’s sit and talk this Through tongues of *** Tequila to make belly bun Put more pepper on that son What’s wrong with you You said achoo I said bless you See you in a few Follow where the wind blew Don’t sneeze on me dude Leh we talk this through

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I never woke up today. In my mind did I stay I stole the time To be used in waking I folded my mind Into a basket for taking I never woke up today To the breeze I spoke I shouted a psalm My voice it broke With no liquid to balm I never woke up today In silence I checked My heart Is it beating? Behind me my regrets My future I am seeking Never to find again I never woke up today I dreamt a dream In the dream I dreamt I dreamt a dream For the dream was my dream Where I dreamt dreams So I never woke up today Heaven holds a sense of promise I guess that much is true'

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Oct 20, 2014

Oct 20, 2014 at 9:28 PM UTC

kevin-garcia

Mad dreaming

I never woke up today. In my mind did I stay I stole the time To be used in waking I folded my mind Into a basket for taking I never woke up today To the breeze I spoke I shouted a psalm My voice it broke With no liquid to balm I never woke up today In silence I checked My heart Is it beating? Behind me my regrets My future I am seeking Never to find again I never woke up today I dreamt a dream In the dream I dreamt I dreamt a dream For the dream was my dream Where I dreamt dreams So I never woke up today Heaven holds a sense of promise I guess that much is true'

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Fireflies dancing in a court of shadows, Paint images of light to behold. Like you my love, Dancing in my mind, Casting out the dark shadows, Sensuous, overt, sublime. Every glimpse I get, Sets my soul alight Glowing with passion A fire so bright No form or fashion My lovely firefly Oh how I yearn to hold you Cup you gently in my hands Oh my beautiful firefly How I long to exchange those sacred bands My lust is tamed As my love becomes better framed By the light you cast off This is insane My breath…..there it goes again My sweet firefly Set down your frame Soothe me….there it goes again My firefly Do not leave my court in shadow.

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Oct 20, 2014

Oct 20, 2014 at 5:45 PM UTC

kevin-garcia

Firefly

Fireflies dancing in a court of shadows, Paint images of light to behold. Like you my love, Dancing in my mind, Casting out the dark shadows, Sensuous, overt, sublime. Every glimpse I get, Sets my soul alight Glowing with passion A fire so bright No form or fashion My lovely firefly Oh how I yearn to hold you Cup you gently in my hands Oh my beautiful firefly How I long to exchange those sacred bands My lust is tamed As my love becomes better framed By the light you cast off This is insane My breath…..there it goes again My sweet firefly Set down your frame Soothe me….there it goes again My firefly Do not leave my court in shadow.

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Children of the echo tree Can you hear me? What punctuates your mind How survives your kind? Does the bell ring in your head When your dreams turn dead Children of the echo tree? All you live is a reflection Of what was said before Echoes of silence Echoes of violence The tree of echo You are so empty children Echoes of unoriginal Not even shadows Oh echo tree’s spawn Created all alike Can’t you see it is you, you hurt When you scheme and spite Children of the echo tree Where does your master sleep? All copies So empty Children of echo tree What your handler shouts You repeat it back to me I see. The echo tree It controls you with empathy Traps you so wickedly Your stained finger Displaying your wasted effort Your reward More words to echo How deep you do fall Children of echo Who will save you?

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Oct 20, 2014

Oct 20, 2014 at 5:45 PM UTC

kevin-garcia

Echo Tree

Children of the echo tree Can you hear me? What punctuates your mind How survives your kind? Does the bell ring in your head When your dreams turn dead Children of the echo tree? All you live is a reflection Of what was said before Echoes of silence Echoes of violence The tree of echo You are so empty children Echoes of unoriginal Not even shadows Oh echo tree’s spawn Created all alike Can’t you see it is you, you hurt When you scheme and spite Children of the echo tree Where does your master sleep? All copies So empty Children of echo tree What your handler shouts You repeat it back to me I see. The echo tree It controls you with empathy Traps you so wickedly Your stained finger Displaying your wasted effort Your reward More words to echo How deep you do fall Children of echo Who will save you?

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The night caught me When the day left my *** It embraced me Called me its child I fought its querying zeitgeist I whispered It was trying to help Brought to its kingdom I was forced to observe I saw the king What a ***** The queen tried to trick me Saying she wanted to help Signs of the snake in the grass Made me run with the group I don’t want to be last We laboured long Pulling the truth up From the root of its weave Seeing lies and trick Our mind could not conceive Obedience The ***** whispered to me That is all ask for You will get a tall glass or **** In the canteen of my mind I bartered for some Shut the **** up soda A red roti Dripping the blood of my ancestors I used the benediction Saluted the moon And prepared to write fiction

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Oct 20, 2014

Oct 20, 2014 at 5:42 PM UTC

kevin-garcia

Bartered solace

The night caught me When the day left my *** It embraced me Called me its child I fought its querying zeitgeist I whispered It was trying to help Brought to its kingdom I was forced to observe I saw the king What a ***** The queen tried to trick me Saying she wanted to help Signs of the snake in the grass Made me run with the group I don’t want to be last We laboured long Pulling the truth up From the root of its weave Seeing lies and trick Our mind could not conceive Obedience The ***** whispered to me That is all ask for You will get a tall glass or **** In the canteen of my mind I bartered for some Shut the **** up soda A red roti Dripping the blood of my ancestors I used the benediction Saluted the moon And prepared to write fiction

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Your spirit reaches out to me, Yearning over a thousand miles. The wake of your presence, It sits lightly on my mind. You excite me, By just pursing your lips. You entice me, With every sway of your hips. I inhale with pleasure, Your fading scents, Deep into my lungs, To remember times spent. My eyes close, So your image cannot escape. Burned into my retina, A landmark on my mental landscape. My fingers caress my lips Wishing it was your skin A heat, It escapes my hips. In yours I wish to be within I do not feel a yearning. Compare my feelings to that of a match. Lying in wait. Waiting to be scratched, To be caressed, To be enflamed, To be engorged with fire, Exploding only for you. When you desire. mmmmmmmmmmm The only sound I want to hear Is your moaning Directly into my ear. I remember your eyes They were so piercing So bright My sunglasses They melted Even when I wore them at night My uneven verses Are like how I breathe around you I am so twisted My chest feels conflicted All because of you. Your spirit reaches out to me Over a thousand miles Made mere inches By your feminine wiles.

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Feb 19, 2014

Feb 19, 2014 at 9:32 AM UTC

kevin-garcia

Float

Your spirit reaches out to me, Yearning over a thousand miles. The wake of your presence, It sits lightly on my mind. You excite me, By just pursing your lips. You entice me, With every sway of your hips. I inhale with pleasure, Your fading scents, Deep into my lungs, To remember times spent. My eyes close, So your image cannot escape. Burned into my retina, A landmark on my mental landscape. My fingers caress my lips Wishing it was your skin A heat, It escapes my hips. In yours I wish to be within I do not feel a yearning. Compare my feelings to that of a match. Lying in wait. Waiting to be scratched, To be caressed, To be enflamed, To be engorged with fire, Exploding only for you. When you desire. mmmmmmmmmmm The only sound I want to hear Is your moaning Directly into my ear. I remember your eyes They were so piercing So bright My sunglasses They melted Even when I wore them at night My uneven verses Are like how I breathe around you I am so twisted My chest feels conflicted All because of you. Your spirit reaches out to me Over a thousand miles Made mere inches By your feminine wiles.

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You pick me up. You lift my spirit. You elevate my expectations. You bring me joy. You give me hope. You fill my heart with song. You encourage me You hold my hand so tenderly. You make me an exception. You guide me in my weariness. You do all of this…. When you dust me off, Every two months or so. When you remember, That I exist. When you feel, Guilt on my omission. When you need, Someone to boost your ego. I am not your empath I cannot thrive On your limited proclivity Your temporary fawning It bothers me You make me feel so wrong While I am expected to make you feel so right

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Feb 17, 2014

Feb 17, 2014 at 9:44 AM UTC

kevin-garcia

Empath's Regret

You pick me up. You lift my spirit. You elevate my expectations. You bring me joy. You give me hope. You fill my heart with song. You encourage me You hold my hand so tenderly. You make me an exception. You guide me in my weariness. You do all of this…. When you dust me off, Every two months or so. When you remember, That I exist. When you feel, Guilt on my omission. When you need, Someone to boost your ego. I am not your empath I cannot thrive On your limited proclivity Your temporary fawning It bothers me You make me feel so wrong While I am expected to make you feel so right

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There is a wolf on my rooftop I hear his paws pattering There is a wolf on my rooftop I am afraid to to leave my home There is a wolf on my rooftop My home in it I stay The wolf on my rooftop It howls my name The wolf it howls from my roof Of this wolf I am afraid This devlish lycan I am afraid of the wolf The wolf want to devour My soul and life Devour me the wolf wants to Yet I will not allow The wolf to prevail Allow the wolf I cannot Because I am the wolf On my rooftop The wolf on the roof is me

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Nov 13, 2013

Nov 13, 2013 at 6:59 AM UTC

kevin-garcia

Wolf

There is a wolf on my rooftop I hear his paws pattering There is a wolf on my rooftop I am afraid to to leave my home There is a wolf on my rooftop My home in it I stay The wolf on my rooftop It howls my name The wolf it howls from my roof Of this wolf I am afraid This devlish lycan I am afraid of the wolf The wolf want to devour My soul and life Devour me the wolf wants to Yet I will not allow The wolf to prevail Allow the wolf I cannot Because I am the wolf On my rooftop The wolf on the roof is me

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Been a lot of **** that I held back But I will let you know now I feel the darkness of loneliness Blackout, it's getting dark in here Turn on the light, let me see what's in front of me All of a sudden, this picture I painted just turned ugly I'm trying to do good, but the devil's ******* with me Because I never had no grief, But now I am some ******* heat It seems like every time I get it I lose it Get it, abuse it, and what I'm left with is useless Because three years in a row, I felt like the world was mine And three years in a row, I lost it all in the blink of an eye And I believe what I do will come back one day But why am I still losing? I can't take the pain Am I to blame? Please excuse me for my rotten ways I'm just trying to do what I got to do Get down and pray for me To the souls from up above And hopefully my guardian angel will show me some love Forgive me for my sins and all the **** that I did Hopefully in my dreams so wild (If I ever have) It won't reflect on my child They say, "One day here, it'll make sense" That's why we get drunk and stay bent Even the rose grows from the pavement Yet I stay hidden in my mind's basement I feel like I was born with stress on me The only feeling I have in this world is the life within Though my heart the doctor says is impaired My blood it still flows red You have to be near dead to see the nights I been through **** near dead to feel the wind beneath you Envisioning so much, my minds an open window Where I gather all these thoughts for all your broken info If seeing is believing then there's more to live for My only reasoning is breathing And I live to just hope I live but I feel like I am on dope I am just numb to the world And everything in me Like being at the bedside of a loved one Waiting for them to die peacefully And what you know about no heat and no electric? I sold my soul to pay the bills, I'm so pathetic I wake up and go to work, back aches and my shoulders and chest hurt And what's it worth? I'm easily checked and don't control my earth Still walk these hollow grounds, being lost but never found Say to the Lord, "I'll die for love", but there's never sound Screaming in vein, everything seeming the same Ask my God, "What's the problem, why am I feeling this way?" Ask my God, "Can you solve it?", this game, I'm bleedin' to stay More than willing to give it up if I can't live it up Hand in my head, gun in my lap I try to maintain, the pain is unstoppable Put my life on my back and I maneuver through the obstacles Maybe I am not worthy of your bitterness or pain

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Feb 9, 2013

Feb 9, 2013 at 8:30 AM UTC

kevin-garcia

Bitterness and pain

Been a lot of **** that I held back But I will let you know now I feel the darkness of loneliness Blackout, it's getting dark in here Turn on the light, let me see what's in front of me All of a sudden, this picture I painted just turned ugly I'm trying to do good, but the devil's ******* with me Because I never had no grief, But now I am some ******* heat It seems like every time I get it I lose it Get it, abuse it, and what I'm left with is useless Because three years in a row, I felt like the world was mine And three years in a row, I lost it all in the blink of an eye And I believe what I do will come back one day But why am I still losing? I can't take the pain Am I to blame? Please excuse me for my rotten ways I'm just trying to do what I got to do Get down and pray for me To the souls from up above And hopefully my guardian angel will show me some love Forgive me for my sins and all the **** that I did Hopefully in my dreams so wild (If I ever have) It won't reflect on my child They say, "One day here, it'll make sense" That's why we get drunk and stay bent Even the rose grows from the pavement Yet I stay hidden in my mind's basement I feel like I was born with stress on me The only feeling I have in this world is the life within Though my heart the doctor says is impaired My blood it still flows red You have to be near dead to see the nights I been through **** near dead to feel the wind beneath you Envisioning so much, my minds an open window Where I gather all these thoughts for all your broken info If seeing is believing then there's more to live for My only reasoning is breathing And I live to just hope I live but I feel like I am on dope I am just numb to the world And everything in me Like being at the bedside of a loved one Waiting for them to die peacefully And what you know about no heat and no electric? I sold my soul to pay the bills, I'm so pathetic I wake up and go to work, back aches and my shoulders and chest hurt And what's it worth? I'm easily checked and don't control my earth Still walk these hollow grounds, being lost but never found Say to the Lord, "I'll die for love", but there's never sound Screaming in vein, everything seeming the same Ask my God, "What's the problem, why am I feeling this way?" Ask my God, "Can you solve it?", this game, I'm bleedin' to stay More than willing to give it up if I can't live it up Hand in my head, gun in my lap I try to maintain, the pain is unstoppable Put my life on my back and I maneuver through the obstacles Maybe I am not worthy of your bitterness or pain

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Memories... glisten from naked skeletons, hung like sharp glass shining in a sea of regret. Petals... plucked to breathe, to survive the harshness of winter. Flesh... oblivious to snow's chill, caressed by the warmth of inner compassion. Flowers... emerge at random amid a carpet of thought, recalling the summers of happier times. Fresh growth... cupped in the palms of future, regenerating amidst a cloak of bleakness. Icicles... drip languidly in the face of desire, of strength and determination, as the calling of spring echoes amidst a forest of hope and the promise of life anew.

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Feb 9, 2013

Feb 9, 2013 at 8:28 AM UTC

kevin-garcia

Memories and such

Memories... glisten from naked skeletons, hung like sharp glass shining in a sea of regret. Petals... plucked to breathe, to survive the harshness of winter. Flesh... oblivious to snow's chill, caressed by the warmth of inner compassion. Flowers... emerge at random amid a carpet of thought, recalling the summers of happier times. Fresh growth... cupped in the palms of future, regenerating amidst a cloak of bleakness. Icicles... drip languidly in the face of desire, of strength and determination, as the calling of spring echoes amidst a forest of hope and the promise of life anew.

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