The thunder screamed
And the stream flowed on silently
The rain thudded and flooded
And the water spilled
Out like the words
From my throat
Awhile ago
Before when I stopped trying
To explain why I'm here
And all alone
And in the indents
Of where the stream lays
Now just a vein
In the floor of the crashing river
Is where the bones lie
From the body of the one
Who died trying to see through the universe.

If I could paint the world again
I'd draw your hand in mine.
And never would I forget, my friend
The ways we shared our time.

I'd pour my ink on time and space
I'd never blink and never trace

A single star would light the sky
It'd always shine and never die.

And next I think I will provide
Another moon, to change the tide

But be warned and beware.
For I do not know,
The power I share
Is the power I hold.

And if I bring you back alive
Would everything turn out just fine?

Or would my stars turn into dust?
Is this my love or a dying lust?

And see the moons, they'll start to fade
I guess it's time to end charades.

So now I guess I'll say good bye
And wait for christ to fetch me.
But while I live, you know I'll cry
And die untill I reach thee. - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11645228-Id-Pour-My-Ink-by-L.C#sthash.Dm69z3LG.dpuf

Beware little black widow spider
For her designs on you are sour.
She may look sweet and innocent
But your essence she will devour.

Coldly she watches your every move
preying on your transparent loneliness
You believe she was made only for you
In her eyes I see nothing but emptiness.

It's lust not love that drives this girl
Don't get caught in her web of deceit.
She is incapable of the love you crave
To her you're nothing but fresh meat.

I beg dear friend come back, resist her
Please don't fall under her wicked spell.
Don't let her beauty cloud your fragile mind
Go and find another who will treat you well.

send them in
  I'm sad as sin
    not next year
now, my dear

bring on color
  so tired of dolor
    I want to smile
more than a while    

here you are
  shining star ...
    your antics please
you give me
a squeeze ...

What a day this has turned out to be
My life has another catastrophe
My beautiful Mac has taken a dive
Something wrong with the hard drive.

Must get it fixed as soon as I can
Who do I call when in a jam
My son of course, off to Best Buy
Can it be fixed, they will try.

Today, I asked, with hope in my eyes
You have to be kidding, they replied
Don't call us, we'll call you
Accepted it, what else to do.

I am typing away on a small notebook
Its not too bad, take a long look.
My poems will be in a short supply__Wait for Mac, he's my guy.

I want to destroy you as bad as you destroy me

But sometimes

Most of the time

I want you to destroy me

If it meant lying next you at night

Please repay me
My childhood!
I want to listen
My lost assonance in my mother’s enunciation!
To refresh myself with melody of eternity!

Please bestow me
My childhood!  
I want collect dew from the leaf!
To amass nature’s blessing!

Please confer me
My childhood!
I want to flee my kite to perpetuity and
mist in the hallowed invisibility!