Spring brings forth life by the hour
Bees flap their little wings
In violent search for a various flowers
In my loneliness, I am waiting

Like a bud restless to change
As the sun laves my petals where the dew stays
And alerted by the sudden rain after a long summer
I am waiting for the touch of clear water

I am eager to witness the winter
In all its splendor, I might shrivel and die
Or luckily I might escape with a perpetual shiver
I wish to spread my wings despite the ravages of time

I am waiting for spring to blossom
I want my spring now

When the Lord closes
A door, he opens a window
So, that you can jump out of it

First crush
Last love
There is no in-between

Why does poetry have to be shallow?
We will look for another planet soon enough
From ridge to valley, pastures facing the constant plough
Soon the California fires will be put out by the dying hours

We will change up the entire planet
From country to country, and we will barely recognize Brooklyn
Under the stars or the sun as none will be seen in oblivion
And humans would dream big, doing little to change things

We could take the signs as they are
But, the diplomacy-the international dream- runs so deep!
Are we trying to scheme ourselves out of the consequence
By ignoring the battle we have at hand, claiming false innocence

Are we calling an impending doom with our actions?
Does the eternal river of Styx turn green in the next century
Or do we continue to choose between Scylla and Charybdis
Making the wrong choices, ashamed of our previous decisions

The tree that once offered shade
Its leaves freefall my way
The winter hasn't changed itself

How can they be so free in their sway?
And my flowers linger for the canopy
Nature is mysterious in her ways

The summer's warmth is awaited patiently
Yet so is the winter cool
No leaves for cover nor forests for shelter

I have spent battling the winter blues
And the ceaseless storms
Then why must I wait for the truth

Just because I love you
Should I wait for fate to open its arms
So, you can too

For all the right reasons
I wait for you
With each season

Do you want to bloom on the mud?
Or have it easier on the ocean?
You will regret being on the surface
You can grow with me in marshes

I'll let you stay with me
He just wants to keep you
He'll touch you when he wants
I'll catch you when you fall

I know the guy, he'll never take you back
I can never let you leave, that's what I lack

The melancholic grin of the old
As the cold hurts the inner soul
Crumbles the bones of the bowed legs
Aspirin, ******, and saccharin

Puncture wounds of a snake that bit you
My friend, have you lost
Your battle with the truth
Can't you face the reality of addiction

Cheers, cheers, cheers
With another beer
Look at how society leers at you
You warm-hearted tool.