Art derives in an array of forms
Mother’s art is in dancing
Father’s art is in drawing
Sister’s art is in drawing
Niece’s art is in drawing

But where is my art?
Do I lack skill?
I cannot draw
I cannot dance
Am I just genetically flawed to not be artistic?

NO

My art is in my writing
My art is in the ability to take apart a computer and rebuild it
My art is in education
My art is MY ART

Art is the freedom to express oneself
Art is being able to put emotions to what you are doing
My art just isn't at the same level as others
My art is MY ART

The passion
The flow
The elegance of writing
Is MY ART

So if you ever cast doubt on yourself
If you ever wonder what you have to offer
Just remember
YOUR ART is what you love to do
You are an artist in your own way

The clouds overhead presenting an ominous expression
The feelings of sadness looming from the darkness
The cool air providing a shiver down your spine
The weather is taking a turn

But then something happens

The sun begins to shine through
Rays of light breaking through the clouds
As if to guide souls to the pearly gates
Warming the air to bring comfort

The light cutting through the darkness
The light lighting up the path
Through its brightest reveals hope
No matter how dark the days, there can always be light

Keep hope alive
Let your light shine

I am not a god,
But I can do a lot for you

I can brighten your days,
When its pouring out rain

I can hold you close,
When you need it the most

I can come to you running,
When you call out my name

I can succeed,
When others have failed

I can be the one you lean on,
When you feel like crying

I can take care of you,
When you are not well

I can change your world,
When you give me a try

I can show you love,
When you need it the most

I can do a plenty for you
When you say the word

To do what I can, when...

Sometimes the hardest thing to say is what you feel
It's the fear that for what you say isn't taken for real
When you express yourself you want it to lead to something
Instead of it all being for nothing

The truth about your emotions are the hardest to share
Remember, once you share them you cant take them away
It's like a game of Russian roulette
You win some or you lose some

You want to win
Cause if you lose, you look like a fool
You want to be straight forward
You want to be honest
Say what you feel So they feel what you say

It's the fear that holds you
But NEVER let fear control you
Let go of the fear
Throw down your guard
Open the gates
That lead to your heart

As the clouds coming rolling in
And the darkness begins to set
It is made clear
That a storm is coming
Though I look at this storm
I can't help but smile
For it makes me think it makes me think of us
And how much we have in common

For when I think of us together
I think about how we are like that storm
Our bodies are the clouds
When we come together, we create thunder
Causing a chaotic sound all around
But not negative chaos

The chaos of the loving type that people will hate
Just as they hate the thunder in the sky
But that doesn't happen till the time is right
For when the atmosphere is right
Is when the clouds are ready to come together
Once we join together we make the world just rumble
With every rumble the air begins to moisten

Nice bitter sweet moisture that can only be the sweat
The sweat off our bodies turns to heavy raindrops
The rain that people will never feel.
For to feel these raindrops
They need to feel what I feel
The storm though doesn't stop there

The passion between us excites the air
Friction tearing across the sky
That friction becoming a blinding light
That we know as lightening
Lighting full of excitement, passion, and fire
Causing those to try and bear witness fall to its brilliance
Heating up the sky with the heat of our love

The bodies clash, the sweat drips, and the love flashes
But with every storm as it comes to its temporary end
The clouds come apart
The rain stops
The flashes of lightning clear
The calm comes in
The calm that only we can experience
Together holding each other
Waiting for the next one

For There's Always a Storm Coming

What is this feeling I have?

Is it pain or fear?

Is it happiness or sadness?

This feeling feels like something is breaking

Yet I cannot tell if it is my bones or my heart

This feeling feels like confusion

I don't know how to handle this

I feel one way but scared to feel it

Don't want to rid it because I want to feel it

What is wrong with me?

I don't know who I am

This feeling I feel is causing me problems

I can't call or understand it

I want to accept it but I can't

I want to run from it but I don't

The feeling of breaking I know what it is

It's the cage inside me

Little by little it's breaking away

Something has penetrated it but I have no wounds

Slowly but surely, I know what I feel

It's the feeling of love that turns me away

I've been hurt in the name of love

I've been a fool in the name of love


Sigh...


What is the point?

What is the meaning?

I can't answer these questions

But this is how I'm feeling

Please love let me be or give me sign you will be kind

I'm not going to give into you easily

I'm going to fight the feeling

But then I think

There must be a reason that I feel this way

Been many of years that the cage broke away

Maybe the feeling is the sign that I needed

Maybe it is time that my wounds stopped bleeding

I know it is time to show my love

To receive it To give it a try

Maybe love will win this round

Just do me a favor, don't mess around

Sometimes we hold on to things that just don't exist anymore
Friendships because of shared memories
Acquaintances because of networking potential
People in general who once were around, but no longer there

Is it because we want to keep our memories alive?
Keep the bonds and connections we have?
Why do we long for bonds?
Why do we hold on to every possibility that came our way?

Unfortunately in life people grow apart
We drift away for an array of reasons
Some because our commonality is no longer there
Others because of the notion when out of sight, your out of mind

Social media has given a false sense of friendship
Just because it says we are "Friends" , doesn't always ring true
When was the last time we had a meaningful conversation?
Could you remember a birthday without being notified?

Technology has brought us closer, but with consequence
We have lost that human touch
We hide behind the our cell phones, computers, and tablets
We forget how to interact with another human being face to face

This by no means negates the position influence of technology
People we would have never interacted with, because of distance
We just need to redesign the human element in those interactions

Friendship has become a loosely used word
That we forget its meaning
Although most would agree we define it differently
Just as opinions are subject to interpretation
Friendship, as well, is subject to interpretation

Friendship is about harmony and understanding
The ability to share without judgement
To relate to things, even if you cannot understand
Being there for each other verbally or face-to-face

Sadly if a "friend" cannot fit into your personal definition
Are they truly a friend?
Do you become so anxious to keep the friend flame alive?
When deep down you know it has already died

We must re-evaluate on what friendship means to us, to you
What friendship means to another person
Understand that when one friendship dies
Another can rise within its flames
Just under new definition

Bridges burn all the time
Just like in the journey of life
The road is always under construction
New bridges can always be formed and connected