I was wiser than the God
who captured a red vessel
that I pressed my head
towards your chest
and could hear it beating.
Eyes sparkle angelic
and a puddle slip,
ends all of my dreams.
I wake now to the barking
of a senile old beaten dog.
An evaporation drinks
up the pavement puddle.......

What is colder than the rain,
warmer than the soaking,
faster than AN OUT OF CONTROL TRAIN.

What is older than God's wisdom,
Moves rapidly like the pistons,
Words that you say hesitantly,
when the smell is pleasantry.

What goes on behind those eyes,
and the impact of belly-ful cries.

Why do we wait as our one's to die?

Kamakura snow
        silencio
             yo

You & I were attached like sticky glue,
A simple fact about me & you,
The parks were as green as your eyes
but you could be as mean as your lies.

I can't exit this roundabout,
I gasp a breath of a silent shout,
its breaking me like a cube of ice,
I'm nearing the death of my pace.

Simplicity is the secret of living
Conformity eases the breathing
but I wake up wishing another dream,
No bait fishing leaves me empty.

Remember remember
To never surrender

To fear nor grim weather
Poor down in together

Remember remember
To never surrender

To hate nor the latter
Judges who matter

Remember remember
To never surrender

To mute love tender
Ever sweet surrender

I am the Light,

creation’s full breadth,
a spring breeze,
a blooming flower,
a selfless giver,
full of dreams
and a naive hope.

I am the Dark,

stagnation’s great champion,
a dying star,
a shambling corpse,
a perpetual sleeper,
full of dreams
and a ragged guilt.

i am these Two–
and I am one more.

oh please,
let me shine,
please let me–
it's cold,
i’m drowning,
please remember,
please don’t forget,
please don’t–
please–

oh please,
make it stop,
please stop it–
it’s bright,
i’m burning,
I need peace,
please be quiet,
please leave–
please–

please save me.

i am Tormented.

If life knocks on your door
To take back whats taken for granted
What will your questions be?

If the moon utters a declaration
Do you think you were good enough to be taken out of gravity?
If you'll be sent way down south
What will your last words be?

When you hear the heavens sing and all you hear is wicked, will your tears fall in regret as all you can do now is bleed in remorse? Tell me, what will it be?

If it knocks on your spirit
What will your questions be?
If it utters the unspoken
What will your last words be?
When the melody defeats your chaos
Tell me, what will it be?

"An astonishing and horrible thing has been committed in the land :  The prophets prophesy falsely , And the priests rule by their own power ; And My people love to have it so , But what will you do in the end ?"
Jeremiah 5;30-31