Intelligence in a friend is something I admire a lot.
I truly honor those who acquire a lot.
Positive debates and discussions cool down fire a lot.
The sea of knowledge doesn't require a yacht;

Just time, patience, energy and desire a lot,
Innovation and creativity to rewire a bot.
Though books and information do tire a lot,
Affirmative hope is present to be hired on spot.

Shoot for the moon; go ahead and fire a shot.
A lot, a lot, a lot; whatever it takes, you got.
God is going to be on your side a lot,
For it is noticeable in Him you confide a lot.

In my life, I've said many hi's and bye's a lot,
It is rare that the bright ones come by a lot.
Thanks for illuminating me to share my light a lot!
I'm going to continue to pray at night a lot.

Skipbo is the card game I began to like a lot.
In the future, we'll gather around to play quite a lot.
As for me, I'm going to continue to write a lot,
And I'm sure going to miss, Mrs. Right a lot.


-              LUMARVENS ALEXANDER
poet, author
SATURN: Fantasy Poetry

What I do now, determines how they remember me.
I have to stay joyous and happy just like December be.
Keep my spirits high, clear my mind, boost my energy.
Share love until the end, whenever be.

To those I've been ghost to, can I still make it up to you?
Let's reflect on the good old days, and do whatever you want to do.
We don't know how much time is left. It could be just a few.
When will it all end? We haven't the slightest clue.

I want to acknowledge the people I've met over the years.
To those who are still here and to those for whom I've shed tears.
Thanks to everyone who has ever helped me face my fears.
I don't have enemies, it burns energy. Hope I made this clear.

People I've met have admired my humorous style.
I'm depressed most of the time; I do it just to make them smile.
Other people's happiness contributes to my wellbeing.
This is why I tend to obsess over whoever I'm seeing.

Wish I could be there for everyone during their darkest hour,
But unfortunately, I can't. I haven't got the Father's power.
The journey is still on. We haven't made it to the farthest tower.
No matter what, we have to make it through the stormiest showers.


-           LUMARVENS ALEXANDER

If I ever run out of things to say, I'll print a blank book.
I'll promote it like a Bible, walk around with it like a handbook.
Invisibility is an ingredient; bet you didn't know that I can cook.
Everybody can look and it'll still leave man shook.

Draw a macaroni on each page and call it a MacBook.
Five years was the first. That's how long that took.
I write on anything now; everything's a scrapbook.
Mental illness really, is how that looks.

Biblioklept; yes, I'm that crook.
The internet is a message from God; I'm hooked.
Busy swimming through these pages, I'm booked.
The type to read an entire novel in one look.

I'll write a book on my favorite artists and call it a fan book.
Include air conditioning on each page and still call it a fan book.
Write it by the seashore and call it a sand book.
Write a book on musical instruments and call it a band book.

I appreciate the company of people who understand books.
It doesn't have to be new; give me them ruggedy secondhand books.
A good book doesn't discriminate, no matter how your hands look.
Even after death, the heart still beats within a man's book.


-              LUMARVENS ALEXANDER
poet, author
SATURN: Fantasy Poetry

She bought the strawberries then baked the cake.
Felt the love from the first break I take.
Savoring the sweet rejuvenating taste, I ate.
Didn't even look at the time; love made me late.

My gosh, I really jacked up that bad?
Should've never packed up my bag.
I act up, my bad.
She cracked up, I'm sad.

I actually found someone with very rare skills.
If I had never met her, I'd be sitting in a chair still.
I cherish the moments we kicked back and shared Skittles.
I was all alone; nobody saw me when the tears spilled.

She was the one I was digging a lot.
Searching for gold, I was digging a lot.
They asked her, "Is that your boyfriend? I see you with him a lot."
The relationship was prestigious like how the Swiss makes a watch.

As a manager, I mistakenly rated her poorly.
Was overlooking some of the good things she did for me.
In my mind the plans were set for when we reached forty.
Although she ignores me, she's part the reason I still write poetry.


-              LUMARVENS ALEXANDER
poet, author
SATURN: Fantasy Poetry

Told her give me some space then I went outer space.
My brain got too loaded; I ran out of space.
The love that I lost, I can never replace.
I wanted a taste so I went out there to chase.

Sometimes I feel like I'm in a race,
But me and the opponent has the same face.
Yet, I accelerate at lightning pace.
I make it look easy, like dots to trace.

I've been in love before, but hers was a different case.
Mutual understanding, but success was the base.
The names of past loves I remember no more, her kiss erased.
Someone did try to warn me to do not let it waste.

Her lips I still feel; her saliva was laced.
I bowed down to kneel and she showed me grace.
I thought she was the one, I thought she was the ace.
I know she's not coming back; I'm still waiting just in case.

I can still hear the music; I can still feel the bass.
My heart is still beating, not to mention below my waist.
She's embedded within my memory database.
There are certain things in life, I just have to embrace.


-              LUMARVENS ALEXANDER
poet, author
SATURN: Fantasy Poetry

Grew wings and decided to spread them out.
All of my emotions I decided to let them out.
Rich consumption is what I fed the mouth.
I found the secret portal so I'm heading out.

Supernatural is realer than real;
What we think is real is fake.
We must be careful; everything's surreal.
Even when you sleep, you're awake.

Who doesn't seek fantasy?
There's something exciting about it.
Even rationality
Can sometimes be rerouted.

You learn more from breaking rules
Than following them.
You get to choose to lose,
Circumstances, you're allowing them.

Who would not want to experience the divine?
Who is not out there just waiting for a sign?
Who does not wonder what's on the other side
Of the finish line? I'll find out when I finish mine!


-              LUMARVENS ALEXANDER
poet, author
SATURN: Fantasy Poetry

Blast off,
I had to take the mask off.
Had to clean up, take the trash off.
Still got the perfect shot with the flash off.

Wake up every day and pray.
Optimism for the day to be great.
Don't want to be late.
So, I'm keeping the faith.

Behind The Cross there is a gate
Of a history that predates.
No time for the debates,
Honor is given to all the greats.

Sometimes I wonder should the past dictate
The events of the future that await?
When all nations come together to create
Singularity, will that eliminate hate?

Theories and doctrines penetrate.
The truth is expressed in fragment state.
Everyone started off with a clean slate.
Matter speaks, we're just here to translate.


-              LUMARVENS ALEXANDER
poet, author
SATURN: Fantasy Poetry