If you were happy to sit among the soil on which you stand,
Would you stay?
Or part ways?

This land among which you've found home,
Would you give it away,
and continue to roam?

Would you let another settle in this place,
Because you whole life you've only led a chase,
And fear the thought of remaining here?

Put your faith in the ground,
And you'll build a foundation most sound.
But you'd rather be done with this place of paradise,
And continue to run around.

Prints march forward two at a time,
Soothingly setting one paw after another,
In a manner so sublime.

“It’s beautiful,” you’d say.
Yet only watch from a distance.
As does his kind,
So he lives a solitary existence.

Beauty admired by all,
Yet he walks alone till he does fall.
Until then he hunts alone.
Elegance trailing him,
As nothing else will.

Watch the trail of the leopard.
Watch it sneak through the grass,
Watch the tracks it leaves behind,
As it runs alone
With not a soul intertwined.
Watch it walk this solitary line.

You leave me in a flutter,
Butterflies run rampant in my stomach.
This state of ascension,
Just by the mere presence of your attention.

These conversations leave me afloat.
Adrift on an ocean of thought,
Where nothing real feels of note,
And reality means naught.

This moment of mesmerism,
Holding my heart, my mind, my soul.
And I'll replay my actions
Like the motions of a mechanism.
Falling into the same state,
Feeling as is if it's butterflies I've ate.

A boy,
Sat in the corner if his room,
Huddle up in his blanket,
His head hung beneath the gloom.

Dreaming of love as love songs played,
Yet feeling as though it was not his to claim.
Teary eyed with a face clung to pillow,
He felt  he'd done all he could, yet none loved him all the same.

With a face shoved in the pillows soft fabric,
He yelled the words to a song, "Give me love".
Praying, " Let me feel this magic!"
Knowing all to well what it meant to love,
But never to be loved.
A feeling most tragic.

Feel the rush of endorphins
As her body presses up against yours.
The warmth of another
Enveloping you as you embrace their embrace.

Smell the scent that lingers on her hair.
Breath in deep,
Not just the scent of her hair,
But her.

Tighten your grip,
Holding tighter,
Trying not to let this moment slip...
Right through your fingers.

It's only a hug,
But it's so much more intimate than the world sees.
The beauty of it lies in that only you...
Only you know how magical this moment feels.

Today I walked onto campus,
Worrying of the end results of the day.
Things would change if it went my way,
And if not...

A life change,
Judged by a portfolio of poems, stories and drawings.
It's scary,
Sitting in a room with new people,
Passing by time with silly things,
Just waiting for the call of your name.

They said I was good,
They said I'd been accepted.
I smiled,
So wide.
I smiled,
With pride.

I see my footprints in the sand,
But you're not there to hold my hand.
These tracks look lonely,
When it's only me.

The sand beneath my feet,
The tide comes in and pulls me deep.
Wash away our prints,
But leave behind my sins.

The cold clings to me,
Nobody to hold me close
And keep me cozy.
I guess this is now where I stand,
Watching our footprints fade into the sand.

Held to my heart,
A secret tearing me apart.
Words kept silent,
To prevent all of the violence.

I don't want to see you walk away,
I don't want to hear say,
those words I know you'll say.
So I'll keep my mouth shut,
Keep my heart at bay.
Because I'm afraid that it'll lead us astray.

I'll keep this love to myself,
Not willing to risk this wealth,
You make me feel so rich in love.

I'll keep this love to myself,
Don't want to see you go,
Don't want to lose you so
I'll keep my words in my chest,
And I'll do my best
To be there always.

Loyal to a fault,
I'll be at your side.
Words like salt,
But wounds hurt till they heal.

Help on the rise,
And cushion should you fall.
I'll look into your eyes,
And say, "These steps start small."

Before myself is where you lay,
And when it calls,
At your side I'll stay.
When you're looking for lies,
I'll say what's true,
Even if it tears your eyes.

I'll be there.
With a smile.
I'll be there.
Till the day I die.

Nothing remains the same.
No matter the will or wish,
Everything changes.

People leave.
Having served their purpose in your life,
They vanish.
Routine turns to memories of when,
"Good morning"s shift to " I guess I'll see you then."

We'll walk past each other,
Nothing more than strangers.
I'd like to say I knew you,
But I used to say I knew you'd always be there.


At the very least you taught me everything changes.
At the very least you taught me not to get attached.
At the very least you taught me people leave...
So I'd like to say I don't care,
But instead I'll just care till you're no longer there.

It's hard to keep at this game
When day after day
I feel myself slowly drifting away,
Because I prefer different rather than the same.

Maybe it's because i have a different definition of love.
What I want is a rendition the world around me seems unfamiliar with.

I look around me,
Kisses without meaning,
"I love you"s that only exist in the moment,
A surface with no texture.

I keep searching,
My heart breaks
As it keeps yearning.

I haven't found it yet,
I haven't found her yet.
It's hard to keep hoping.

Too many people
Think these silly games can work,
Because you  don't understand your own worth.
Trust me when i say,
"He's not going to stand for you at the end of day,"
But you can't let him slip away.
You hold on too tight,
So when you fall it hurts worse
As you slip into your darkest night.

But I've been standing here warning you,
By your side because im concerned for you.
But  it's hard to see you fall twice
Before you learn the truth.

Trust me, I've seen this play too many times,
Romeo Romeo don't give a **** if Juliet dies.
But I have to stand here trying to catch you when you fall fast.
And you're not the only one getting hit by the backlash.

I know that love is blind because your heart doesn't have eyes,
Yet you're still the only one who can't see past his black lies.
Love with your heart,
But still think with your mind.
Or your heart will keep breaking
Saying,"True love is hard to find."

To tell you the truth,
I  did warn you.
It might sound harsh,
But it's true.
Now all I can do is tell you it'll be alright,
As your tear drops glisten off my shoe.

Demons walking through my head like it's a playground.
Carelessly they tear me apart as they mess around.

Tormenting me,
They slide down my tears.
Whisper in my ear
With a voice that I fear
Always reminding me they're here.
Knock knock.

I swing back and forth inside my mind,
I hold onto the ropes as I watch memories rewind.
And demons come and whisper
"you're alone"
And as I carry on swinging
I feel the urge to let go

Watching friends crumble to tears,
I see a reality built from my worst fears.

Hearts no longer whole,
As if missing a part of the soul.
I see tears run down the side of a face,
Over shoulder, now wrapped in another's embrace.

I see the broken hearted,
I see the scars left from those departed.


I've yet to experience such strain,
As I have never felt this precursor to pain.

It lives in its entirety
Throughout eternity.
In a multiverse of possibilities,
It remains steadfast in its certainty.

Never faltering
Never fading.
Come the storm when it's lightning and raining,
Let the world beat down with not a thing refraining.

It holds steady,
It holds fast,
As one does with things meant to last.

And even when death does us part,
Forever and always
You'll have my heart.

I have a fear
That I'm not good enough for anyone.
It terrifies me.
The thought that I might always be the guy who helps his friends find love,
But can't find it for himself.

I have a fear
That I'm not right for anyone.
That despite all the love stories I've seen
And all the songs I've sung as prayer,
I'll still be the one without someone in their arms.

I have a fear of loneliness.
I have a fear that I'm all I have in this.
I have a fear that the world will continue to pass me by...
And all I can do is watch from the sidelines.

Tease me with a thought
And run at the edge of my sight.
And without fail,
I'll chase shadows into the night.

We became friends like just like that.
Clicked at first meeting
Now I wait outside classes for your sweet morning greetings.

I wanted more from that first day,
So opened my heart,
But I always give too much away.

I tell you stories I should be embarrassed about,
You giggle so playfully.
I do stupid things
To make you smile.
There's noone whose company I'd enjoy more than yours.

I'd rather talk to you all night than see a movie,
I'd like to see you smile, laugh, giggle.
I'd like to tell you everything,
Even the things I shouldn't.

I try to become a choice
But am never chosen.
I try to get close...
But maybe that's the problem.

Crack and crumble,
Shatter to shards,
One by one they tumble to darkness.

Falling apart at the seams,
I see the collapsing of envisioned dreams.
I watch memory turn to myth,
And desire to a wish.

We dare the world to challenge,
And the world responds in kind.
Plans made fade to rumour,
The world laughs with its dark sense of humour.

Try as I may,
Fate will go its way.
And among this road I’ll stumble,
Till fate is mine to play.

I'd like to be found.

Lost.

A concept I have befriended.
The lack of knowledge of oneself
Brings forth thoughts to-wit none but I are privy.

I wish I understood these thoughts.

I like sweet things.

They call it "a sweet tooth",
I'd say that's somewhat true.
But my tooth tends to sweeten
Only when my days turn to blue.

The world brings you down...
Then the sugar hits
And for a moment you feel the delicious energy
Surging through your veins.

You feel the dark become a little bit brighter,
And the hues of the blue no longer weigh down as much,
Upon your bruised shoulders.

Sugar just makes the world...
A bit sweeter.
So I'll run on a sugar rush.

Remember when we'd sit together in class?
You'd work and I'd try to make you laugh.
The teacher always hated how distracted I was.

Remember when we'd walk around the school?
Eyes glared but that was never what caught my attention.

Remember those movies we saw?
The tales we told over coffee and ice cream after?
I'd sit there captivated by your smile as the time passed us by.

Remember all the stupid things I did?
All the idiocy you inspired?

I remember it all...
How could I forget?

The wind blows,
I hold steady.
The waves tug,
I refuse to budge.
The flames ignite,
I'll withstand the burns.
The earth shakes,
I'll find my balance.

I will never yield
To the forces that try to bring me down.
Noone ever won,
Without standing their ground.

Unhappy with the choices that have been given to me,
Like I'm missing something essential to me.

Say I've got to work hard
To put in the hours,
Make money in a job that holds power.

Why is that the goal you have in mind for me?
If you could see me looking down in a class
that makes me feel trapped within a boundary,
Would you choose my future so blindly?

Understand I don't write as a hobby,
I don't create as a pastime,
I do it as a part of me.
I refuse to be robbed of that

I want to tell you a story.
It doesn't have a happy ending,
No sweet beginning
Or teary ******.

I want to tell you a story,
But the end is not yet written.
For now the tale lies somewhere between,
With no clue to an ending.

I want to tell you a story,
But I'm not yet sure how this one goes.
I want to tell you a story,
I don't know much,
But I'll tell you what I know.

Right now I'm feeling dead inside,
But sometimes it really  feels like worlds collide.
Try as I might
I can't make all these emotions subside.

They say "You know it's real when it hurts",
But I can't stand to do this over and over
And not question the worth.

There's only so many blows you can take,
Before blow for blow it takes all your are,
And leaves you in a state
Of heartlessness
Broken apart and it's
Just easier to not feel
Than to feel part of this.

But you can't understand the struggle that I'm going through.
Everything everyone says and my overthinking just puts me
Over the edge.
I'll sit on top the ledge
Drinking from a bottle of gin,
And let fate decide where I fall.

They don't understand,
They never could.
They set me on a path,
Now I walk with my head down.
Personification of a sigh,
In a world worse to live in than die.
Tell me,
When last did you see me smile?

I feel like I'm sinking beneath it all.
And the more I sink
the more I reach for things that float.
But they don't pull me up,
The just delay the fall.

I struggle, trying to swim to the surface,
But ultimately succumbing to the haul of the cold waters.
I burst forward with fervour,
But I can't escape the pull of current.

Deeper
And
Deeper
I go.
I can't see the light anymore.

We looked up at the stars,
Undisturbed by the sound of passing cars.
They shimmered across the night sky
As by and by
Crickets chirped, as birds nestled into the night.

The cold grass countered the warm breeze,
And the ground caved ever so slightly,
Molding to our shape with ease.

She lay down with her head upon my chest
As we both starred into the vastness of the sky.
Its majesty, its magnificence.
Boundless.
Beautiful.

I'd glance to my side at her,
Knowing full well
That she captivated me more than the sky ever could.

                                                                                      And then I'd wake.
                                                                                         Back into reality.
                                         But never for a moment let go of that dream.
                                      Never stop searching for that perfect moment,
                                                                        With that perfect someone.

These 2 sides feud on the inside.
Neither wrong, yet neither right.
Only different perspectives that collide.

Both logical.
Both in conflict.
There is no compromise,
No middle ground to be found.

Both war at the heart,
Neither yields or relinquishes their part.
They rage on through the night,
Through the day,
Unrelenting in their passion.

Every so often a foothold is lost,
And onward pushes the enemy/heroes...
Retaliation is a certainty,
And so it goes perpetually.
A tug of war wherein there is no real victor.

They tell me to choose,
Yet neither is right to me...
And neither wrong.
They say it is simple,
Yet lack the context and perspective to struggle as I do.

Potted in soil that nurtures naught,
With petals of suede
Whose shade changes at a touch,
All in a state of forever bloom atop an ungrowing stem.

These petals don’t fall,
Lest it be plucked from rose.
These stems don’t grow,
Yet the inanimity gives immortality.

Stagnant.
Never growing,
Never dying,
Never living…

You gave for me your friendship.
And from that friendship,
I found love.
A love so strong that it could forget itself,
To protect itself.

From friendship my love was born.
It is only right that your friendship,
Is all I could ever ask for.
And all I would ever need.

To me that is love.
A friendship.
One that you’re too afraid to lose,
Because to lose that friendship,
Would be to lose love.
And to lose love,
Would be to lose you.
And that is a thought I cannot bare.

I think the biggest mistake I ever made
As I wrote these words upon a page,

Was the thinking that these lines were a limited stage
Thinking that my work was defined by a structure
Of quatrains or sestets or rhyming couplets.

Was thinking that there even needed to be structure
That there needed to be a rhyme.
My mistake was thinking that poetry has a look
That poetry has a flow, a correct way in which it has to be done
But poetry is not the amount of lines that you write
Or the amount of times you can rhyme the words at the end of a sentence

Because words that rhyme can still amount to no substance
Because poetry cannot be defined by AABB
Because my poetry is nothing but a depiction of me

So now I write from my heart
From my soul
From me as a whole
And if my emotion slips through the cracks
Filling this void with exuberant emotion
Then so be it
Because this is my showcase
And this is me
And on this page
Is my poetry

All I need is a single glance,
And the words pour out.
The poems write themselves.
And the songs sing on their own,

All I need is just one look,
Just a peak of your eyes.
Over the top of your book.
Just a glimpse of your smile.

A word from your mouth,
That etches itself into my mind.
A giggle from your lips,
That dances its way onto a page.

A touch of your hand,
That tingles my skin.
A playful punch at my arm,
That jabs at my heart.

Everything you do,
Everything you are,
Is enough to inspire.
You are… my muse.

Let loose were the strings that held down my heart.
Gone was the fabric that enclosed these speakers
That dared to blare out loud.
And so my heart sang songs so soulful,
To a tune so delectably delightful.

Yet a song sung
Is not always a song heard.
And a song sung
Is not always a song that should be heard.
But merely whispered in hushed tones to oneself
Under the solitary grasp of darkness

But nevertheless,
A song will always be a song
Regardless of whether it is sung
And thus, under the night sky
As I hum the words over
My heart plays, a silent symphony

Sometimes i wish for a moment of bliss.
The world echoes so violently behind me,
That i craved it.
Yearned for it.

To me it became a rare commodity,
One that kept bay the insanity.
Ideas scattered like loose pages across the floor,
Were now bound by thought.

But this world...
It does not give you what you wish,
But rather what it wishes to give you.
So i cherish what solace i find,
Always in search of another moment to unwind.