The years we loved
The years had gone by
So I had discovered
The years were meant
For our love
For one another

The places I had seen
I thoughts keep
Stay with me
In my restless nights
With my leap from the edge
Of humanity

Drunk on romance
I blink and I blush
And every time I sip
I slip

Driven in the mind
Broken soul
She carries her body
Like her heart

She'll break you apart
If you come too close
Only to be too far

In her art
She paints the sheets
With the colors of the soul
Putting her lonely life
At ease

The calmness of the river
Reflects in the deep waters
When she thinks

She's my lady
And I love her madly

Roaring through the tumultuous seas
I found my love on the beach
Walking hand in hand
With the most beautiful child
Who belonged to the land
Of fire and crimson
With sun setting there was indecision
The sky was lit up
The night breeze shone amid the spirits
Of the deceased
I looked back at my life
I found a woman that belonged to me
And a man in the child that walked the sands
With courage and innocence
Because ships travel more
Than just move from country
To country  
With a foreign place in the expanse
Of domesticated serenity

Through the desert
Holding reigns of a horse
Feeling no wind for a boat
With a sail
The rains don't call to me
With my heart full of remorse and pain
The journey seems rough
But my place in the rain brings love
To my blunt shape
In the suns and sands
Of the desert
With no rain
The sound of my voice
Rings through the plains

Monsters are scary
There are sea monsters
That feed on fish
In flowing waters
There are monsters that walk this earth
To eat your soul before
Your inevitable death

And there monsters, smaller than the rest
Hiding under the bed

The last are the worst
Because they sleep where we do
They live among us
Pretending they are human too
When they feel clever
They sleep under beds
Unknowing of the monster in them
To scare you
They never show their faces at night
But in the light
And the monster seem human again

Some places
Are diamond
In the lightning of the storm
My boat is hijacked
God won't leave me alone
Some waves give me hard times
The hail leaves a chill in my bones
My memory is awash
By the storm that came from North

The years pass by
You stay the same
In my heart

In the dark of the never-ending night
Instilled by fear
By the places
I dream of sound and sight
My mind oft' wanders
To many memories
Of you laying
In the midnight blue background
Of my colorful painting
With red, black and white
As Plato says
What is surreal?
What doesn't stay?

It's my floating soul
In the memories of a winter
That was so cold
Fog floated by my window
Hidden by the shadow
Nocturnal
That made the feeling so eerily eternal
Now I'll never see a tawny
True owl
Spread its wings in the ghost reveries
Lying in the backdrop  
A clairvoyant crescent moon

I am simply shook
By the light
Of the rear window
Opening out to the shady street
Where the trees live
And the moon shines bright
To keep me in the wake
Of night blindness
During the dim days

The ***** on the
Train going to
The vast city of LA
The poor kid selling a baseball
Tickets for the next train station
My lower lip is being ****** on
By my upper lip
Whilst engaging a reaction
I look at my life in nervousness
I had been with ****** as a kid
All my life
My entire lifetime drowning in sorrows
Of every coming tomorrow
My time in the train was vapid

Caught me brightly
With the winds blowing
The effervescence
Of her curled up
Hair
Kept me in
The wake of yesterday's ***

Somehow you keep
Me awake
In the life
Of the shoes
Of the benefactor's
Sunshine boots
ごｋ せい
Sorry

(Japanese)
Kasai hikari iru
takeda desu
"Dare wa?"
Dare wa!
Dare ga kufukudesu ka?
Hitari iru shinai shinshin

Minah
Sore wa monster

(English)
It's hungry
It is
Take
"Who?"
Who is it!
Who is hungry?
"Do not get stuck"
...
Everybody
It's a monster

The life of the party
Keeping kids
Away from drugs

You might be the smartest
In the bunch
But you'll never be happy
With what you are

Are you a rebel of the mind
Fiddling with ideas
Unsatisfied with what you find

Your love
Is drier than a desert
It isn't sweet without the "s"

My color is blue
Because color flew away
Like a passing wind that blew

My defense is

My life is black and white
Because my eyes go blank
When I lose sight of light in darkness

Often I remember

My right hand is bruised
Because I can't write the
Education that I have left

My left hand is bruised
Because I can't right
The wrongs that I've felt

In my life

I've felt sadness
Now she's left
She is quite sad and depressed

As I cry an epithet

I cut deeper into my veins
In vain
Painting it all red
And turning my skin into canvas
The deeper I go
The more I have to bleed
More blood will flow
As I bleed to uncertain death
She lives as a memory on my wrist

She brighter than life suffers
Capitulating offers
You keep within
My name
My experiences
With a suffering compromise
My identity unfolds
As I relax
Myself
Keeping my goals
In the outlook of progress
I may hit crossbars
But the goal
The minutiae
All larger
Sporting of rage
Within a shooting carnage

In climbing trees of sevo
At said heights
Save yourself
Inscribing scriptures
Essence of reason
Innocence is an old picture

Binding the walled hatred
Evil doing its best concocting
Erstwhile, vivid learning
Rumi’s timely preaches are good
In a school of peaches and Doha
Within the basting of nostrums
Cautions many only there was friendship

In the cerulean
Beyond the empyrean
Sits heav'n
Amidst the ethereal
Kings gaze at the arboreal
Aftermath of a punished protean
Player in life's game of profit and ruin

I'm at the cliff of existence
Looking down at my friendships
And lack of innocence

Lies stare at my face
And liars and scammers hide their's
As I try find a trace of truth
In this world for me and you

When I left you
The idea
I'd be someone
Who leaves you
Left me speechless
And blank

The transient green
Of munificent trees
Taught me magnanimously, money came
With the autumn leaves
Experiencing the barren branches
With fields of fiery gold
Leaves
And me simply speechless
At the sight of the capriciousness

Of the autumn
And I as I leave
Like a cool breeze

Much to the chagrin
Of the wives and girlfriends
My drunk friend in the inn

The yellow lamps
Lace the streets
Avec une fluorescence
Mapping the feet
Of the yellow jackets

Lining the French cities
With justice and liberté
In their hearts of innocence
Pure de coeur

They hide in places
Shying away from the police
Nouer leurs lacets
When tear gas brings contortion
On the French faces

Macron must resign
"Demission marre de taxes"
In a democracy
The streets in tatters
The violence undone will leave
No traces
Of the Auberge Du Coeur

The beauties that
Aroused me
Are still memories

They may have grown older
But your memory
Makes the stories evergreen

The rocking chair
Rocks no more
And covers no floor

Purple smoke circles
Out of my red mouth
Making circles in
My pink tongue stuck out
Bringing a shaded sparkle
To the hue
Of my peach skin
Drawn in charcoal pencil
The smoke barely visible
A wave of monochrome
Forms crimson clouds
In white daylight for me
Color is the composition of calmly cool
Every color describing the beauty
Of you in the blue scenery
In my sketches of you smoking peacefully

There was a lot to take
From the stranger to this lake
Where I learned to read books
With pages as dry as they were fair
Cheeks as wet as the rain
Not despair just skipping
A page in my life
Tears the whole passage
As I rush to break the suspense
Of not knowing what happened next


Instead finding the mystery to life
My mysterious heart just died a little inside
Not seeing my friends and family make it past
The future that was I thought
Would last
Me for a lifetime among similar life forms


Being Misinformed

Bleeding God's light
Crucified during dark times
Bloodless red wine

I am Jesus
One with the world
Seeking kindness in every soul

Bread for the old
I bled for the blind faith
Three nails for Jesus of Nazareth

Follow me near
The Sun
Down the valley
Where sheep roam free

I am God's son, arose

If life's in motion
It'd be swinging
With my shifting devotion

I'd love to be on
A merry-go-round
Coming back full circle

The merry go-round and swings
All bring gentle minds to the same song

When I’m in a crowd
I’m allowed to bring beer
Along with me

Beer makes food
Taste better
But I love beer anyway

Ideas are bulletproof
But prayers
Only promise God's shelter

Men are afraid of the light
When children
Are in fear of darkness

I may have brought some answers
But I haven't brought thoughts
That have the most authentic perspective

That's why for ideals for fruition
Take name
From a tree of appellation

I believe in
A tea
Party
For those
Who can't afford
The concept of having
Tea

Politics for the
Enriched soul
Enter the dragon
Through this water bowl
Stating your shapeless purpose
Without a hindrance to the surface

But change comes with disturbance
My friend
Be water
Be like water in a cup, for instance

If you look at me
With those loving
Eyes, look away please

The saddest of emotions
Are in memory
Of happier days
Compressed in minutes of bursting
Into tears

When I look forward
Looking back
Didn't seem like an option
For the present

The present
Is meant for
Preparing pheasant
For dinner for the innocent

The days go by
When I do not stop
A single second to think about
The last time we met
In July

So that once we
Reverse
Time
Time is on our side

The ones whose opportunities
Are waived
The train of thought
Keeps them well cared
For as they fight for a way

Anyone can save the day
And all shall rise at the night
On the other side of the world

I know what love is
When darling buds bloom
With heaving breaths

Coffee is bittersweet
When you ignore the cubes
Meant for sugary sips for the weak

To tell one of the birds
Leaving nests
And leaving hints
For the rise of the opposite ***

The **** anchor kept me
Near the coffee machine
Long enough for me to ask her out
Inchoate yet Agreeable

You kept me out
Of the scenery
Of living
with strangers
Since I was a stranger to myself
In the garden of bougainvilleas
And Begonias
Which shouldn't have been
Together
But, my lover
You kept them at peace
With each other
Like touching the mimosa
Never felt safer

The lives
Of strong ladies
Bring out the dream
Lady from my darkest
Desires
And give her
Shape in the
Size of the infinitum of this
Universe

The more I tumble
The closer
I am to end of my
Road of rubble

The more I climb
The further
I am from the time
I used to climb
Trees in my childhood

In the end
The rabble rousing
Just takes me to places I just dream of