If
You ever
Feel resistant
Soften
and
surrender
*
Darling
If
There’s one thing
That needs to flow
Like wedding dress
Flow down  the aisle

IT’S LOVE

I know a man
who wakes up
every morning, goes out of
his way to preach love to others
and at the end of the night , he has
no one to hold , no one to love him

I know a man
Who goes out of his way
to preach peace to every child
in the neighborhood and at
the end of the night , he Cannot
find peace within himself
He lives in darkness

I know a man
who goes out of his way
to feed the beautiful birds
at his favorite park, and at the end
of the night he has nothing to eat
he goes to bed hungry

I know a man
who goes out of his way
to give his all to everyone
and at the end of the night
all he owns is the clothes
on his back

I know a man
Who served his country
Fought for freedom
For civil rights
So all of us can sleep well
At night , and at
the end of night
He has no home to go to
He sleeps on a bench
at his favorite park

I know a man
who goes out his way
to do everything right
even when nothing is
going right in his own life

I know that  man
and I can only pray
that one day I can be
half of the man that he is

NOW
—————-

Who
saves the savers ?
Who
gives the givers ?
Who
heals the healers ?
Who
loves the Lover’s ?
Where
do you put your hurts
when your hands are full ?

TIME TO SAVE THE WORLD!

One
clear moment
One
of trance
One
missed step
One
perfect dance
One
missed shot
One
fleeting life
Hearts will stop beating
But love will never die

Lately I’ve noticed
My soul and mind
Have been uneasy
Since childhood
I love to dream
Sought to dream
I’ve always experienced
Dreams based on what’s
Going on in my life
And if a change is necessary
My dreams is always vivid
I dream in color often
With loads of light
heavy symbolism
And clear meaning
Soon I opened my eyes
I would write them down
share it with the world
In my poetic way
But lately my dreams
Haven’t been the same
Misery past by as i dreamt on
I’ve been losing in all my dreams
Fighting a ****** battle
With a broken gun
My body
Got bruised and battered
My wings were ripped and torn
Continuously fallen in a black abyss
Feeling lost
God was added to the forgotten list
My spirit skipped
as I photographed
The painful truths
As the morning twilight
Makes it presence clear
I lay here in bed
In wonderment
Tossing and turning
Wondering
Why my peace
Has escaped my soul
Sadly momentarily
No tale to tell
Mostly nightmares
I have nothing to write

It takes faith to release
what is good for what is better
There will be the ones that God sends
There will be the ones that send themselves
There will be the ones you seek after.
Knowing the difference
will make
A world of a difference
And
save you
a lot of hurt

Knowledge is knowing
I can write beautiful poetry
Say all the right words
To motivate you
and
To tell you all will be fine
Stay strong
Show up for yourself
And
focus on the things
that really matter
You’re perfectly perfect
In every way

But
Wisdom is knowing
No matter how many
Beautiful poetry I’ve written
To motivate you
I still may not reach
Your inner soul

Because wisdom
Is knowing that
Too many people
Are forever stuck
At the age of their
Worst trauma

Wisdom is knowing
The voices inside
Your head will always
Be the loudest

Philosophy is knowing
And
wondering if I too
May be a victim of this
Beautiful world called life

Much like my dream
Poetry sanction me
To be anyone
and
everyone
I want to be

To
explore the places
In my mind’s eye
And dwell from the
Most magical place
In all the world

My
imagination


I like that!

Don’t
  
        Ever

Expect

            The

Truth

           When

The

           Only

Thing

            Standing

Between

               A

Man
            
            And

His

Dream

Is

              A

Lie

I have fought my demons
And hell to win my freedom
To discover me and to fall in
Love with who I found
My love for myself has not
come out of vanity
or a sense of entitlement
It came
because when I hit rock bottom
I was in so much pain
I could barely breathe
he would not allow me
to give up
I found him  
I fell in love with him
And
I’ll never  covering him up
or reducing him
to make others happy
I promise him
to always be his safe place
Without being his cage
For I am forevermore
In love with the man
I’m becoming!

They’ve said
If you write down
your problems
they might disappear ,
Wishful thinking
I tell you.
She writes
no one noticed
She screams
no one heard
She’s drowning
in herself
no one notice
her struggles
she feels like
she doesn’t belong
not a thing going her way
not a **** thing
She’s too full of life
too half live
She’s too full of love
to be half loved
Her heart fighting a raw pain
no one understand
no one even care to notice...
She’s an entire earthquake
confined in her own prison
of her skins
bones as bars
pretty flesh planted feet
waiting for someone to notice
the soil beneath her feet
is breaking...
Pretty face
so perfect in every way
yet no one notice
the sky above her head
is falling
no exit doors
nowhere to run
she can no longer hide
her pieces are falling
into darkness
though the lights are bright
within the dark roads
of a beautiful soul


Can you See her now ?

You have to have symmetry
as much as chemistry
In a relationship
Some women want a mansion
relationship and they can’t keep
a studio together
Some men want a Michelle Obama
kind of relationship but think
partnership is about cooking and cleaning
If you want someone of capacity
you have to be someone of capacity
Chemistry draws you
Symmetry keeps you

You’ve  said
that you’re against
all wars
but yet you allow
your mind
to remain in darkness
depressingly
fighting a war within
yourself
I must
remind you
A Rose is a Rose
Love is Love
Just like
War is War

WAR
IS
WAR
MY FRIEND

It’s time to decide
what you’re going to do
with what’s happened
to you
Happiness doesn’t
come to you
It comes from you
It’s time to create
an environment
conducive to joy

WAR
IS
WAR

PERIOD!

Be
   Willing
             To
                  Wait

                 For
The
      One
Who
Deserves
You

Everything in my life
Falling apart
And
Simultaneously
everything in my life
pulling itself together
The truth is
life breaks everyone
life breaks everything
Nevertheless
I choose positive thoughts
I choose adaptability
I choose compassion
I choose gratitude
I choose love
I choose humility
I choose courage
I choose to keep moving forward
I choose to create a beautiful life
within the ugliness of it all
I choose to reach inside myself
and ignite a fire that will burn
forevermore
And at the end of it all
I know I will emerge victorious
within those broken places

Because I’m a poet
I permit my mind
To mount clear
In the expression of
love , Sorrow
or
whatever it pleases
To unearth

Because I’m a poet
I tolerate my soul
To adrift  in the abyss of time
like the blowing winds
In its mercy clinging for life
like a chain

Because I’m a poet
I license my body
To have no barriers journey
No rules to follow
spreads my wings
Glide high with my imagination
For poetry is a beast of many faces

Because           You’re          a        Poet
There      is       no      need   for you
to   be   judgmental,  intimidating
or  provocative    towards   others
 for          poetry            is
all      about     living        free
    And             You          Too
Can   shine   on   your
Own
And
B
l
o
s
s
o
m
L
  i
    k
      e
         A
                   Rose

I lived a large
part of my youth
carrying things
that didn’t
belong to me
Indeed I’ve carried
their loads for
too **** long
The load of how
they felt about me
the load of what
they’ve said about me
the load of how
They’ve perceived me
for far too long
These load was never
mine to carry
to begin with
Today I am free
free at last
from criticism
fears , insecurities
and other people’s
opinion
These loads
are no longer mine
to carry
Regardless
how desperate
and foolish
they may seem

In Japan there is an art form
called kintsukuroi which means
to repair with gold
When a ceramic *** or bowls
would break the artisan would
put the pieces together again
using gold or silver lacquer
to create something stronger
forevermore beautiful than before
The breaking is never something
to hide
It doesn’t mean that the work of the art
is ruined or without value because
it is different than what anticipated
Kintsukuroi is a way of living that
embraces every flaw and imperfections
Every crack is part of the  history of
the object and it becomes forevermore
beautiful
precisely because it has been
broken
I’ve told this story to tell you this
People are the same way
Being hurt or heart broken
or feeling broken generally
is not who you are
It is something that happens to you
Rise up stand proud and move forward
Stop looking about what the world says
about you and who you are
The value of your worth is more
than you can ever conceive
and when you trust
in your heart you’ll understand
the Power you house within
Cracks and all your true value
can never be lost in translation

Remember jumping
on your bed as a kid ?
Today I did just that
for a whole two minutes
and thirty two seconds
with all my thitrty-two years
Six foot two inches
hundred ninety-five pounds
of my awesome self
Felt really great
Brought back
a lot of fun memories
It is a must
Once in a blue moon
You must allow yourself
To feel like a child
all over again
Sit on a swing and try
To remember how fun it was
when you were a child
I pledge it’ll bring a
Smile to your face
We all go
through difficult
seasons under the sky
Nevertheless
if it’s meant to be
it’ll be
just let it be
Positively affirm yourself
feed yourself with joy
and goodness
and feel like a kid again

Call me mad
nevertheless
I truly believe a life  
Without poetry
Would be a poorer life
A less happy life
an artless life  
A life without color
A life without tongue
no sounds to be heard
A life empty
of any real meaning

There is this sacred place nearby
And few years past I acquired
A few acres from that sacred place
deep in the woods
Most would call the wilderness
but home to me
So magical of a place
my mind’s eyes disappearance...
Deep In abyss of the mountains
Peace and quiet exactly
What my soul needed
my spirit and heart at peace here
So whenever
peace tries to escape my mind
You could always
find me there, lurking there
Setting up my mind free
and just like a dream I belong
So amazing and sacred
even the greatest artist
could never captured its allure
Perfect place
for a poetic mind to dwell
The sounds of wind blowing
the birds singing
and
the wonderful
sounds of the river caressing
the Rocky Mountains
so peacefully restfully soothing
put my trouble mind at ease...
The Rocky Mountains stone
truly a sacred place to  me
nothing but love
what a place of ecstasy
strikingly when night falls
being way off the grid
In the endless darkness of night
lightning bugs Lanterns my paths
away from the restless tango
of the bright lights
city noises  
and a venue divided by loathing
Here in abyss of the mountains
I am at one with nature
enjoying all God’s creatures
Scrutinizing the wild tango and crawling in
the thickest bushy mountain
while relaxing my back
on my grass quilt
at the Same time cooling my feet
In the creek near the fire
a seeing flare
to keep my soul warm
and with no other care in mind
I allow my mind soul to roam free
In the sacred garden of ecstasy
to escape the here and now
No doubt such beauty
of a place can restore a mental calm
when my feet are on fire
faith cracks peace is no more
and nowhere else to run
Here by the red rock creek
my wilderness Momma
is where I’ll doze.

My problem
With love
I hate that
Mosquitos
love me

I’ve lived
my entire life
believing that
Home is building
A place where you
get creative with all
your  fancy decorations
your fancy candle chandelier lightings
A place where I can cook
all my fancy gourmet meals
While watching my big fancy television
A place with my fancy four car garages
where I can park my fancy toys
Enter , live  and lock my fancy twelve foot doors
As I spent all my fancy earnings
Then with a snap of my fingers
one morning I got wised up
I realized I was wrong the entire time
Those fancy things aren’t what
truly makes a home at all
I was wrong
I was broke wrong
Home is the space in between
your heart
Home is wherever I’m with you
Home is wherever love
resides , memories are created
like Instagram photos filling up your heart
And where laughter never ends.

All this week
I’ve been dealing
with numerous situations
that would shattered
most souls
I could choose to be crusty
Or I could choose to laugh louder
at whatever challenges  life throws my way
for laughter can bring true healing
to one’s soul
Just laugh
Laugh from deep in your belly
which is guaranteed to keep you
smiling all day long
And the sooner you can do that
the sooner you’ll advance
to the next life lesson
Laugh and laugh often
Laugh like there’s no tomorrow
because tomorrow
is not a given
Just laugh

Standing here looking
Into the blue sky
Reminiscing about my childhood years
Teardrops on my cheeks
I would trade everything
To live it once more
I was the son of a mother
Who was bellow the poverty line
Father was a rolling stone
was nowhere to be found
But
The strangest thing is
I don’t remember being poor
I didn’t know a beans and cornbread
dinner was because we didn’t have money
And that my mom roasted peanuts
in the oven and cinnamon toast
was because we couldn’t afford
more expensive options
I only knew that they were delicious
and that my mom provided
and
was diligent with what she brought home
I remember my mom worked so hard to make things special
She made our birthday cakes and the Christmas
she pinched every penny to buy our toys and clothes
She would bring comfort where
there is hurt and unforeseen pain
She is what others view
as what’s right in this world
She is a breath of fresh air
Being poor didn’t stopped us from enjoying our-youths
Because love kept us
and gratitude
Turned little
into everything

Don’t let Love
Be the reason why
you keep
On giving kiss of life
To a departed bond
If you cannot find synchronization
It may be time to let go...
Your destiny is never tied
To anybody that’s half-loving You
It doesn’t mean that life is over
and you can’t be friends
it simply means
Their part in your story is over
You’ve got to know when love
Is no longer worth resuscitation
For love is a spiritual gift
it’s not to ever be wasted on what
Wasn’t meant to be..
Let It Go

If you truly
Believe in
Yourself
You’ll
Find
Your
Peace

What are you waiting for ,
Why you hesitate when everything
you’ve ever wanted miraculously
shows up
Could it be because deep down
you doubt your worth and ability
Could you often place yourself
In permanent holding patterns
because when your hopes and dreams knock,
why you shy away  
when providence parts the waters
and the sunlight shines on the answer ,
Could your fear blind you from seeing it
Because
sometimes you have to quiet
your mind and dive into the beauty of love
Is there a risk,  Absolutely .....
But it’s better than circling the same things
over  and over never getting anywhere

You’ve got this love bug
Jump ...
Stop worrying about
whether you can swim
when you were born
to fly

When
    It
     Comes
       To
    Love
Literally
        I
Propose
      The
Kind
      Of
     Intimacy
So
               Flawlessly
                               Glamorous
                       Even
                              Poetry 
                          ­    Cannot
                       Describe.

I hear it
From your voice
I feel it
From your heart
I listen closely to the melody
Of your voice
When you wish me
A good day
I listen to the pitch of your voice
When you say
You love me
I listen to your chorus
When you say how you feel about me
I hear it all
I feel it all

Today
My Queen
My Wife
My love
Life is indeed
Like a song
I say what I mean
I mean what I say
You’re forevermore
the soundtrack
Of my life
And you will always be
Until the day
I take my last breath

Today
On your special day
Your King
Your Husband
Your love
Wish You
With all my heart

My Love
Happy Birthday

Deep in abyss of
The evening
I couldn’t sleep...
Just like a wolf
My mind always on the hunt
Body’s craving love
The beast crying inside
Ready to come out and play  
If you get my drift
The Sheep
My Queen
Deeply into her beauty rest
While lava running through my veins
Temperature increasingly getting hotter
Must find a way to cool off
So I stepped out the door
Ventured forth along the edge of night
Close to the creek
Not too far away from where I dwell
Momentarily I’ve noticed
the Moon wasn’t it’s  full self
Yet still so beautifully bright
Surrounded by shining stars
Oh my what a beautiful Sky
Goose bumps caressing my flesh
Loss of words trying to enjoy the moment
Not long after lava started piercing through my skin
A simple reminder our business not yet realized
Suddenly the moon appeared
back to it’s full glory self
So I went back inside
With silent foot like a predator
Gave my  Queen a kiss on the neck
she turned And smiled
Like always, she knew
She always knows
Never afraid of my darkness
For she knows it represents
Love and be loved
I slowly slipped away
The cover she was under
Her waist gave an invitation
Only a beast like a wolf
can truly appreciate
time for me to draw some blood
Forever  lightly never too deep
Just enough to taste her beauty
She dances like a wolf
Her wildness became wilder
It drove me crazy forevermore
The hair on my skin
Flirtatiously tango with excitement
Finally the beast awaits within
Slowly creeping out with conscious
Of safety
Flowers of garden forevermore
Beautifully arranged
I thanked the man above
For my dear Queen
And simply shut my eyes
And feast
Like a wolf!

Who are you?
In case you forgot
Let my words
be a soft reminder
You are amazing

Who are you?
Right where you are
in this moment
Who do others see
Are you hinding behind a veil
A mask afraid to reveal
the real you

Who are you?
Allow me to share
in case you forgot
You have strength and wisdom
that exceeds Well
Beyond your years
You just don’t know it yet

Who are you?
You are capable
of doing amazing things
Things that will help others
In their time of need

Who are you?
You can inspire others
from your life’s journey
You can even inspire yourself
Just think about all
You have accomplished
Up to this point

Who are you?
You are incredible
You’re precious
You’re irreplaceable
You’re loved
You’re cherished
You’re the prize
You’re perfectly amazingly beautiful
Just the way you are.

My love
Wherever
You are
Promise you’ll wait
Promise you will
Permit your heart
Not to lose faith in love
Though
today may
Bores you
do not
Shut  your heart
For sometimes
Love may develop
In a while

I was told  today
that my compassion is both
inspiring and intimidating
The truth is I don’t really know
what To do with that
Except say compassion
Is a heart muscle
The more you exercise it
The bigger it gets....
You’re welcome
to join me
on that journey!

Her body’s poetry
got my taste buzz
buzzing for honey
My body buzzing
with excitement
Her mind flirtatious ways
signal my body
like a buzzer
My mind  buzzing
with ideas
Heart flares abuzz
like a blaze
I’ve heard the latest
buzz about her ecstasy
breathlessly waiting  to
abuzz into her body’s heat
Shhhh,  
Her body’s poetry
buzzing for my love!

I abide
Sunny
Inspite
Of agony
I caress
The Aurora
Inspite of cloudburst
I show the globe
Stupendous adoration
Inspite Of distress
My heart
Abide
Unclouded
Inspite
Malicious
I have this fire
Burning in my soul
I
wasn’t born
For the cold

I write poetry because
I have the need to bring me
To this world
I write poetry because
I have to discover
Who I am
I write poetry because
I want to reconstruct
My body, mind and soul
I write poetry because
I’m trying to find
My way back home
I write poetry because
I know that there is something
Beyond my body that beats
Subtly to come out
Yes I write poetry because
If I did not
I would never know
Who I am

I’ve watched them
play
Tic - tac - toe
The exes won

As the sun rose
The darkness slithered abroad
Aspiration claims it’s lawful residence within,
Jouissance comes out to entertain
Snigger echoed in the sweet gust
As the cyclone whispered
You are free , free of burdens carried
Far too long
Free from sadness that startled your soul
Grasp now the light I sent your way
feel it from within
shine bright like the stars
from this day on

I just can’t help noticing
So many poets
With splits hearts
The hearts that cries out for help
Yet I’ve noticed
The silent sounds
From the comments
The words you’ve  never said
Not a sound is heard
As they’re desperately crying for help
Their tears are falling for us
Their words crying ink
To be touched and set free
we must open our eyes
To their writings for it has a tale to tell
A glimpse of the roller-coaster of emotions
going on through the poets lives
But many go unnoticed
So I prayed
We can noticed their cries
And shield them from dangers unaware
And try to see yourself through the poets minds
Sometimes I ask myself
Are they truly In need of help
Or Is it just writings
And since I don’t have the answer
You don’t know the answer
We must and should
Reached out
Yes it is true
It’s not  our profession
But it is also true that
We are all God’s creatures
And the great book says
help those who cannot
Help themselves
So next time you
And you and you
Notice a writer
Crying out for help through their ink
It won’t hurt to send
them a few words
of encouragement
A few words of hope
Or maybe just a good morning
Sometimes goes a long way
let them know
Life is precious
It has its ups and downs
But it always gets better
As I expressed
It wasn’t long ago
When a phone call saved my life
Maybe you’re the last word
the poet is waiting on
Before they’ve reach a dead end
It’s too late

She’s
a
Beautiful          piece
Of  
                  broken
roses

One        thing        I’ve        come        to
  Observed   A   Rose  flowering   Plant
Always    Grows  back     Stronger
Blossoms Evermore  Beautifully
Regardless How many
Times   It  has been
Step  
On  
Or  
S  
  C    
  O  
    R  
          E  
                 D

A
   Human
     Heart
     worth
A thousand times
One thousand
And I’m giving
    You mine
For free
Stay a while
Don’t you  ever
let me go
For
My heart will not
beat without
You

Try to tell love
it should be limited
by complexion
it will laugh at you
For love did not
create injustice
So it will not be bound
by It’s influence ever

Star light
Star bright
I wish, I wish
on an angel
But never come true
or maybe sometimes
It’s not that our dreams
Never realized
It’s just that sometimes
The angel we’re wishing upon
Could very well be the love of your life
Your spouse
And sometimes we may wish
To open our eyes and noticed them
For what they are
Our Angels
For me it’s a dream come true
For by far she is the best thing
To ever happen to me
There’s not a day I don’t
Thank her for choosing me
making me a part of her
And making me feel  like the king I deserve to be
She is my world and always
will be
My Angel