Did you actually try to get into my mind
When you plagiarized my work
Please tell me you felt some kind of connection
A passion for life or a creative thirst

Truth is I don't actually care
Hell you can get my words out there everywhere
In the flesh as well as in the stone
In the moans as well as in the groans
In the whispers of death
My words are all that will be left
So take them now and sign your name
Just remember
When you're gone
My words will still remain
...

Life is short
You better believe
That in it's self
Is a tragedy
Take the time
Follow the sun
Make life worth
Let passion become

Run with me
Beyond the pines
Leave your heavy
Worlds behind
Don't get caught
In misery
Life is short
You better believe
..............

Must we suffer
Past convictions
To retain the
Wrath of light

The celestial condition
Above a world that's right

The will that is given
Skipping shoots and rails
Regress, resume, reintegrate
Until only time can tell

May peace be their inheritance
In the darkness of design
When the fortune of the righteous  
Parallel the mighty and the wise..

Colorful words and brilliant metaphors fill the canvas of our soul
Shadows become illuminated to where the heart can see its own reflection Exposing the immortality of our eternal awareness
The words of the timeless Witness shine forth in a breathtaking “Awe!”
And within that brief moment the true face of God is realized
Like a song that speaks to the innermost part of your being
A dream of such wonder that you struggle not to awaken from
This passion for expression, this emotional release
An ascent to heaven
A fall from grace.
All within a word...

If it could be
I'd live another
Drawn out mystery

Written like
A timeless novel
Infused in love
Let misery follow

Passionate life
With dreams alive
No need to wait
For the other side

Right there and then
Just like here and now
No need to live
Up in a cloud

If it could be
I'd set you free
And teach you
How to fly

To a place
Just out of reach
Where no one
Has to die
...

He was renowned
For his old school ways
How could we go wrong
So we put him on stage

He dropped his pick
And in front of the crowd
He bent on down
And started fiddling around

He bumped his head
On his guitar fret
Then missed his solo
And jacked the set

Now the women
Have all gone crazy
And the dogs
No longer howl
Quick
Fetch us a pitcher
Of beer
Before they throw
This band out...

Young and alone I was left home
When I heard the creak up stares
Chill bumps ran down my spine
As if it were only a matter of time
Before the killer would pounce.

Slowly reason seeped in
I recalled what my parents had said
The house sometimes settled
And
That tree out beside the house
Would brush up against
Causing creaking noises

Although the feeling was quite real
There was no killer in the attic
Unfortunately
Feelings can not always be trusted...

Fear not humanity
For I know you're out there
In the midst
Of this fanatical continuum

Anchored by compassion
Hearts still able to grieve
The ones who know
Without a doubt
Their leaders do deceive

The tears that fall
For the fallen souls
The dreamers of peace
The Devil's Foes

Hear me now
My fellow human
Break down these walls
These institutions of soul
Take charge and guard
The Hierarchies of reason
Embrace Humanity
And refuse to let go...

Frequencies of low vibrations
Restrict my even flow
The sinking heaviness
Of the poverty stricken
Weighs a tons upon the whole

See, my soul is not an institution
My love is not a level field
I cast my pearls and join the swine
With whom I share my festive meals

I retreat upon my lonely hill
And close my weary blinds
Where I saved one of their pills
To settle my restless mind

I think I'll stay home next time!

Vaguely I recall
Shiny little eyes
My precious baby girl
Feedings in the nights
Heart beat to heart
Now but a stain on all my art
Two small boy and a baby in toll
Three years of the single parent roll
The rest well, most of us know
The pain of losing everything
Even our own soul's
So many the years
I let the pain
Take the wheel
And steer
In my dreams
I still hold my baby dear
A tinny fragment
A tear drop of ink
Brokenness runs deep
In all my poetry
Until my demon sleep
A stumbling block in my serenity
This emptiness bleeding me
..............................................

The abuse
Belongs to me
I carry it in my soul
Eternally
Within this body
Never letting go
Dark matter of fact
It’s my
Universal role
Never give in to them
And most of all
Never let them know

Hate is dangerous.
Love is safe.
Time is a line
Limited by fate

On the other side
Nothing exists
Accept of course
An infinite waiting list

You don’t want to end up there
So enjoy your life
While you’re still here

I can feel the rain
In the thirst of my prayer
The mud on my feet
Dark clouds everywhere

Now storms are forming
In the desert of drought
The crops are growing
My prayer has no doubt
.........................

Pleasant words
I must insist
Soothing softly
Vibrant kiss'
Deep warm touches
Flesh to soul
l will love you
From head to toe
Beneath the surfaces
Your secret lies
Between the sheets
Line by line
........

A shadow blocked
My creative sunshine

Intentions of madness
In codes of rhyme

Safe and secure
Comforting vibes

The shadows creep
Below the lights

All deceieved
By what we believed

Who has set
Their shadow free?

Do you fear
The stalkers stare
Watching you quietly sitting there
On your comfy couch all alone
He knows no one else is home
Do you fear
All that you can't see
Perhaps there's a killer
Creeping down your street
Or a rapper
***** as a toad
Leaving warts
Up and down the road

I say
Fear not
It's only fate
Close your eyes
And don't be late
Unlock that door
And let me in
I will protect you
  From your fears within...

If like me
Your first love has failed
And inevitably
Your second
And perhaps third as well
And now thick bittersweet blood
Pumps through your veins
Take my advice
Don't give a care
Leave not the tear that stains
"For our kind"
Nobody's praying!

Please be seated
I will be speaking my opinion
Into the record:
......................
It is hereby order
You shall...

1. Get in line
2. Do as you're told
3. Walk strait
4. Follow the rules
6. Don't make waves

Warning
The breaking of any of these rules
Will free your mind and your soul too!

P.S
Rule 5. Never gets followed anyways!

Reject my love as you may
Slowly break my heart
Each and everyday
Beautifully Broken
Here I lay

And with
In my poem
All that could ever be
Remains unknown
Cryptic in origin
The soul's entries

Be still
As I convey this hug
Engulfing you
In my love
Close the blinds
Lock your legs
Read not these words
I insist to say

Hit like
Just to be nice
A heart that's been broken
Lies
Hidden behind
Star struck eyes
..................................

Could I once fly, is this memory real
Could I lay hands on the sick to heal
Was I an Angel many lives ago
Or merely another being with a love for gold

I sensed a fall, I believed a lie
Abandon here and left to die
These wings they failed and turned to stone
Beneath a sky I'm forced to roam

Did I lose my mind, did I lose my sight
Did I lose my will to stand and fight
Against a god whose acceptance I seek
Yet now I'm stained with the mark of freak...

All our chaos is coming to a head, all our different paths illuminated red.
All that was once hidden beneath our hunting gathering greed..
Right in front of us, the evil we let be..
Let grow, left festering on low.. Darkening our compromising souls..
The ball is in our court, the power’s in their’s.. Do it, take the shot if you dare, that’s if you even care.

What if we stripped away all the barriers that separate societies?
What if the whole earth became one people with dignity for all?

Are you thinking about what this would do to your money?
Ya that's the problem with our kind.
We're not really on the immigrants side.

Life is one big soul test.

Slowly but surely
We drift into
Unknown
Directions

Then we wake up
What time will it be
I'm not sure
But
I'm drifting
Free...

Free from all the
Foolishness
Around me...

I all ways said
If anyone ever
Put a hand on her
I would **** them
Slowly
I’ve had a long
Painful death
Every years since
.....................

To sum it up
I choose two words
Heaven & Hell
Both exist simultaneously
In the same place
At the same time
You can't experience one
Without the other present
Love attracts hate mingled with fear
Fear is a state of hell in my heaven...

Wisdom emerges, compassion transcends
Logic refuses to accept there's an end
Life seeks meaning, people seek love
It's all the way down and all the way up

Imagination stirs the ocean
Dreams surpass the sky
Words flow forever
Through a universal mind

In a sudden absence
A void can appears
I haven't felt this
Empty for years
Subconsciously
Abandon
Rejected
Denied
Quickly
And swifftly
  Locked out side...
Giving me something
To write about
Just the same
While the shadow
Of love still remains
....

As a mere rhymer
I have nothing to prove
To the editorial readers
Nor even their muse
No need for their "ahs"
Nor even their "oohs"
My rhymes are aimed
At the poetical crew

Creativity is a savory drug
I get high on what you say
Aesthetics fill my restless heart
Colorful words paint my day
On and on I read and rhyme
With folks I've never met
Voice's of the kindred kind
Never a regret!

And so it's still dark
From last night
On into today

I have yet to see
A single sun ray

Should the sun come up
Behind a grey dull sky

With not a spark to guide
My wondering eyes

Poetically blind
I try with all of my might

But I can't find nothing
Not a single thing to write

   Blinded by
This long winter's night....

I know all to well
How goodbye’s feel
That look in your eyes
Your about to bail
I’ve felt that feeling
That flight through hell
Being left behind
In darkness to dwell

Yet I’ll be okay
When you go away
I’ll pick myself up
At the end of the day
Thinking of you
Drinking a beer
I’ll be wishing
You were still here
......

Religious literals
Run our empire

With beliefs such as
The -ites must
Be purged from
God’s lands
In order to clear the way
For His return
Yes of course

That’s what the book says
Correct?

Stone the gays
Burn the witches
Wedding night ***** check
Unbelievers are already dead
Oh and
Love thy neighbours
Amen!

I’m sure there’s something in there
Worth saving!

I love being
In the pilot seat
In control
On my feet
If we converge
I am
Who you’ll meet
So I celebrate simply being
A state quite freeing
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I once got caught
In a devil's deal
Jokers, jacks
A queen of thrills
A full house
Of faceless cards
I once got dealt
A hand of liars

Yet life is that
A poker game
Double down
While you remain
Go all in
And take a chance
Win or lose
Your shirt and pants!

Change for the better comes hard for most of us so we go the easy and reckless ways we’ve been taught…
Processed to pleasure our favorite foods, no regulations and absolutely no safety rules..
Modified cornstarch, mono dextrin and sugar affects us like *******. Another snack, another drink, I like my toxins plain, indeed I spend my food stamps on Coca-Cola and sugary things!
Bushels and bushels of fruits fortified with fructose! Lactose is is making us fat, and now our hearts have extra plaque.
There’s nothing safe on the shelfs at our stores, smell those baked goods near the front door.
Thank goodness, we have insulin to remove the sugar from our blood… There’s no need to resist the seed oil sludge. Oh yes and secondary moments that last too long, waste no time trying to get strong. I’ll have another ******* and a box of those delicious Dingdongs!

Within the warmth
Of our snow covered chalet
Driven by my passion  
I sat playing guitar all day

I played from my heart
With all of my soul
Harmonic balance
As the creativity flowed

The perfect palm mute
Sound reverberating by design
All my poetic passion
Came to life

Achieving Nirvana
The tears filled my eyes
I played a guitar solo
That caressed my mind

Pain put to sound
No one else around
Except my girlfriend
Playing with her device
Not even a "that sounds nice"

And so I played
To the light of day
To the nagging cold
That's come my way...

Can our consciousnesses be
Fast or slow?
Can our awarenesses be
High or even low?

You do realise
Of course...

Language was simply designed
to hide our feelings
We hide behind our poetic preserves
Whether were loving or were killing
Say what you shall
In the presence of light
Poets stands up with their words to fight

That was just a few rhymes of insight!

Once I attempted
To compose
The greatest songs of all
That crescendos
Up the scales of life
Modulations
That evolve...
But in these
Staggered stanzas
Where memories
Together bleed
The music
Changes minds
As drama changes keys
And so a broken opus
Is the only song I leave
...

The oaks and the pines
So lofty and wise
Ever stretching and growing
They reach for the sky

Tender young saplings
Cry out for the light
Only to be shaded
And trampled by night

The whisper of love
In the warm summer breeze
Caressing and kissing
Ever turning the leaves

The creatures seem oblivious
To the coming of dawn
Birds singing optimistically
No need of sad songs

And so we are
In this forest to stay
Predators of might
Yet creatures of prey...

In flashes of broken light
I attempt to retrace my lack of insight
In fear of the fate that awaits
Perhaps in the end a pearly gate
The calming of such foolishness
I shudder to think of this
In times when I feel safe
  On this side of my fate...

It was a big leap
from nakedness to
those hideous fig leaves!

To me the gender phenomenon
parallels romanticism

Because
it’s all backwards to me
Fields of lovely flowers are all I see
Your *** is fluent and mighty
The greater the wave
The deep the sea.

Evolution can’t go backwards
or else we’d all take off your clothes
Wouldn’t that be nice
If your genitality was exposed
You do understand
We still wouldn’t be able
to see your soul...

The next door neighbors
Had their own
Bomb shelter
In "their" basement
If the bomb dropped
This family of seven
Planned to safely survive
But
Many town folk secretly planned
To also pack in
Friends and strangers
All who knew about it
Their
Closest and farthest kin
All would be crowded inside
To eat up their snacks
Their five children had told
Everyone at school
Imagine that!
Standing in front
Or waiting out back
Not enough room
Survival was stacked
Thank goodness
The Russians held off
Their Attack!!!!!

Before the world
Could stake it's claim
I was the first soul
To know your name
Before the stars could shine
From the blue's of your
Pretty eyes
Before the mountains
Before the skies
Far before the gods could know
I was the first one
Who loved you so!!!!

There is just so much
That I should outright say
Yet... Unfortunately
That would be a real
Frighting, uncomfortable page...

I mean
"Wow"!!
Sometimes my mind
Losses doubt
All my past ghost
Start screaming out
Faces I forgotten
Memories obscured
Yesterdays messes
From a city I once severed

So if I happen
To slip and say such words
Let it be known
My heart can no longer endure
.....

Fragmented at best,
love in a mythical world.
The rational mind
can still save us all.

From the book of
“ I say so ‘s”
(Not Isaiah)

Nothing can really be described
yet a poet paints a picture
in your mind

No one can be converted
until their truth
has been perverted

Lies needs to be believed
the truth doesn’t
we’ve all believed
a lie that wasn’t

There’s no future
there’s no pass
there’s only the present
Life is a state of either
Pain, pleasure or pleasant

Do not stop desiring to desire
The meaning of your life
Lies within your passions!

The magic of the moment, appeals to the heart
The essence of self-expression, portrays in fine art
Denounced of all logic, abstract with precision
Her image appears to lack her heart's intuition
Taunted like bees shaken in a jar
The artist offends her emotional scars
A nerve twitches the soul, excites the old
A mind so wise yet feebly slow
Love as a game extinguishes the flame
A pretty girl in my picture, I’ve forgotten her name
The ways of creativity feeds a fire
Her innocence is lost in my desire
Beauty and passion, a lust to stay young
The heart beats of wonder, before the guilt comes
The wink of an angel, the cast of a spell
The adolescent fear of kiss and tell
Broken like glass, then falls to the ground
A tender young heart lost and never found
And so the artist hides behind his creation
Only to expose such vague insinuations

The old wolf
Despite his apathy
Instinctively
Must lead

Unlawful
The weapons
In a time of need

To bring to light
That which
The pack
Does not perceive

The luminous night
Of their ignorance
And deceit

In the gathering
They love to hate
The old wolves howl

Still he leads them
In his confident
Style