Why bother
   If there's no reason to continue
Why bother
   When everything isn't as it seems
Why bother
   If she has already said no
Why bother
   When nothing has gone your way
Why bother
   If no matter what this is how it is
Why bother
   When everything crumbles
Why bother
   If you follow your heart
Why bother
   When you can't help it
Why bother
   If you fall in love
Why bother
   When it's already been done
Why bother
   With these thoughts
Because
   They were always in my head
I bothered
   Myself because they felt right

This is my return to this website
After a long hiatus
A poem a week
My goal for all
Requests can be made
And they will be met
To everyone who loves poetry
All poets love you back

It feels great to be back

As soon as I saw you I saw the lightning aura around you
The neon letting you flow from within
Properties of gadolinium are an excuse
A magnetic principle is what I say
Amazed at the oxygen that flows from your being
Yet shocked at the purity of life you support around you
Your smile like rubidium
Turning the light around you into energy
This helps fuel my inner battery
Which is possibly lined with lead
I'm able to feel the strong calcium within your body
Which is large enough to create multiple bones and beautiful shells
So perfect that you can go with anything gold
Which is why any jewelry is lucky to be yours
But your reach of perfection is further
As you go with any tellurium
Any coloring that's seen within a stained glass window
Just on you will make you look angelic
But to me your beauty is nothing but bromine
Nothing but *poisonous

Who cares what is asked
  In the duration of a conversation
What develops mentally
  Yet sticks within one's memory
When will these truly be answered
  While everyone moves along with life
Why state inner thoughts
  If once exposed they dissappear
How does one ask and recieve
  Without forgetting what was asked

After a long silence
I am back
Was I missed
I feel like I was not
So little to tell
Not that I can feel a care
I should keep a voice
Just to your annoyance
Or disappear again
Maybe you all aren't ready for Azure
Or maybe my influence hasn't quite captured you
In due time I told myself
I should fade back to darkness
But I won't
For now my presence shall be known
Shall be felt
Everyone will speak of
The Poet Azure

I can't talk to you the way i want to
Because I don't want to be seen in a bad image

I can't look at you the way I want to
Because I would hate for my mind to wander

I can't touch you the way I want to
Because I would be ashamed of myself

In time I will be able to
Because by then we will be married

But as of right now I want to only stay
The Way I Want To

When it comes to religion
Why do we have to proclaim it
Being the only other around one type
Very uncomfortable
I'm not as open as others
If I was I would be an outcast
Thrown by these beliefs
Yet I live
Within myself
For all the religion in the world
We just seek the one that helps us cope
With the troubles of this life
With a promise of better one
So I keep my religion
And outcast all others who possibly
Outcast me

We all have had that moment
Time stands still
You staring at someone
Your body heats up
You feel your blood boil
Not from heat
But from love

We all have had that moment
We don't remember what we did
Our hearts take over our bodies
Artists hands throw paint
Poets create poems
And we have a creation

We all have had that moment
When we think
Yet do not know
Love
But we wish to know
So we try to find it
And when we do we are lost

We all have had that moment
We follow our instincts
Try to show off
Get their hearts to go wild as well

We all have ad that moment
Wen we think we found the the one
Then we know they are he one
And we thank our instincts
For they brought us our perfect matches
And they thank theirs
For the same reason

Allow me to open your eyes
By opening you up
Do things your way
Then you can see
It forms your own way
Like if you taste with your hands
Just think how ever it feels that's how it tastes
Allow your mind to take over
Talk to yourself about what you want
Let's see how open you get
And how the world looks to you

Always taught love took you though carnage
Deep inside he is filled with damage
Now he knows love is cruel
The light that could have been lived
Is now dead deep inside itself killed
But the feeling will be back
And attack him like a heart attack
Until that day
He must be prepared any way possible

A safe house is what he tries to find
Because in his eyes love is not kind
The light that radiates from in his chest
Looking around this glow of his exceeds the rest
People have told him that love is just a game
Waiting to be played so it calls your name
He turns his head away from the feeling
At this time his heart needs feeling

People always told him that love is life
Now he sees that love can cut him like a knife
From his past he can stop and see
That love isn't all what it cuts out to be
It tells him to tell her
At the same time trying to deter
He walks toward her then takes a detour
Still attracted like positive to a negative core
From behind his conscience eggs him on
Now deep inside is his influence song

Love is located at the center of your heart
Beating hard and fast to be hit by a dart
It spreads its blood faster to the body
It explains why his cheeks turn rosy
The nervousness spreads around deep inside
He hears the voices of love which is why he runs and hide
Love tells him not to be scared
Over time his love gets demolished and fared

A thousand faces swirled around me
Clamoring that my life be burned
Unable to make out the faces
Covered by the same veil found in the store
I hope that these men see my face
The horror that glows from my eyes
As if I died staring at the moon
Right now I hold the very oak
In which I locked eyes with her for the very first time
Memories of that first time rush through my mind
As the rope tightens around my neck, arms, and legs
Then I smell the fire from under me
I feel the heat on my soles
My feet start to sweat
The men throw their hats
They finally win
Like the town they pulled me from
I m also to go out as smoke and ash
The men laugh
They talk about a new world
One in which they rule
Was it about politics
Or as it about race
It doesn't matter now
My body now black from the flames
And me with no legacy to live on

Many things yet to be discovered
But for now it stay hidden
Like the love a boy has for a girl
Few people know
Deep inside the mysteries lay
Waiting to be awakened
Rustling about creating volcanic eruptions
Or stirring up oceans causing hurricanes
Keeping still and out of sight
Many more years that might go by
And they wait
Robots, Cyborgs, Cross species
The future explodes with wonders
But for now we focus on the present
It will soon be the past
Soon forgotten
In the drift of modern mysteries
Like the boys' heart never at rest

Out in the middle of nowhere
Or that's what people will say
What they don't see
Is what stays unknown
The beauty that only those who seek it
It's nothing but high winds farms and livestock
But to those who live here it's more
To look out your window and see the sun
In the summer to look out and watch the birds fly
To walk down the street and say “Hi” to everyone
Drive and see water as blue as the sky
Watching a rodeo when it comes through
That is the beauty outsiders seek
That is the beauty that can be seen
Of course there are no Atlanta, no San Francisco, no New York
Only Mobridge, Selby, Glennon, Java
Peaceful places in which to live
This is the western plains cities
In northern South Dakota

If there was once a day
A day unlike all others
One that is captivating
Yet mysterious
But you could say living is this way
Mysterious on a daily aspect
Captivating you on he events
So I guess my type of day happens when I live
So I shall continue
To live within my perfect day
Such a day
What a day

These are my people
This is my family
We sit around write words on paper
Speak fluent emotion
We automatically know one another
Despite just meeting each other
Paper binds us mentally
Vocally our words flow together
Like two rivers meeting at a bend
We are strange in the eyes of outsiders
But genius to each other
Our words moving one another
Shifting our views
Our voices chasing actions
We are a group of wonderful individuals
We are poets
And these are my people
This is my family