Waltzing Matilda hangs out in a getaway car
Running from all her lovers
Following the dreamers

I bless the world
I want you to explore the spirits
With you and I cannot speak
When my life loses purposes
You silence the markets
I need to buy ingredients
You are an inspiration in a prayer
You are hope in a nightmare
I come out of the eye of heaven
With the blind who are now healed
Evening is spread out against the sky
They can smell the rain
Instead of fear of darkness approaching
Above a goodness resides
Other people tell them
Judgment day appears twixt blue skies
And the marriage of the stars and washed night skies
Soon the forked night opens up a new kind of pitch black
We all are blind
And soon we hear song of free people
This should not be so hard
Just a bit of imagination
And God's adjudication
Blind people find their hope like I do
At the end of a dark tunnel of love

Is time
That kept you
From living
Still time?

Life is a series of events
As sure as the sky is scattered light
The sketches of a landscape
May depict such beauty as Godly
This is what it is to be breathing
We are breathing
As sure as the seas have salt in them
When we stand on a coastline
We can feel the air rush
As blood travels the roads of corpuscles
The salt in the air
The salinity
Oh, how I long for thee
You are love
As sure as I am dreaming
About being free in the salty breeze

I sat on a bench
Praying for rain
I was sure the sun
Was for me
Sunshine isn't for losers
So, I wait to fade
Into the night
I am sure
The moon gives back.

For all that the sound of silence has shown
You dream of rising with shade
And Sunsets before the morning gaze

In the beginning
I took my sorrows
To the river of dreams
Cleansing my soul
Singing myself to sleep with a cuckoo ring

In the middle of a forest
I found my fireflies
All show me the light in the dark
When I gained a heart, I wandered
Onto the stellar waterfront

Now the end comes near
In sight as a breeze on the Kafkaesque shore
Endless as that proverbial river
And realize, God is like a shadow
When I lose myself, it guides me

Bluer waters
Landscaped greenery
Greenery catches you by the blues
And it shore waves at you

Some helpless men do not know the bold seasons
For they do not change in their rescinded hearts
I do know, but I know things for there are real reasons
What or why, nothing leans from the balustrade

I do know what love is, it's half intertwined
Hidden outside, behind endless starlight
Too lonely to let our eyes meet strangers
Sensation, sensation without a prayer

Burning in a portion of empty place
Different from the rest, I find some heart
To join the rest of the dying people
My place is a deafening tomb under the stars

The dreary pathways of a bridge do think
I read them and they caress my lonely soul
I will never have a mind of my own
Because my life is based on words in stone

Well, you come in your cream Cadillac
In the alley of cool cats
Pretty pal pay up for your loud mouth
Your rich clothes make no sense anymore
I don't know what you want from the scores
If it's the talk
Really, don't come ******* to me no mo'
You ain't calling the shots these days
Oh yell from the thunderdome

Well, then you didn't have be so frigid back then
Like the drinks in your white limousine
You're swaying down the street
With your pale blue eyes
Well, you're rolling in the deep
Praying for a new disguise

Behind closed doors
Lurks a person
Who keeps score
Of when you last came

Why don't you hear when
I talk
When I scream, we don't see eye to eye.

Lying on my bed
Sun enters
Laying on my bed

The difference between
Knowing and understanding
Is the apparent consequence

You know why it is beautiful being pretty lucky
You get to wake up next to the face that resembles the sun
Instead, your stomach cramps and you're lonely

the guy thinks he found a lost soul
when you were with him, you knew
you had Found it All

Little did you know you were
Wrong, wrong, wrong
When the phone rings, those memories came rushing

Like some old lover's kiss
And a school crush's whisper
Maybe, you made these things in your head
Like that phone call, which will take you away from
your issues

"You are beautiful" says the average kisser
"You are beautiful" says the hallow, lush whisper
"You are beautiful" says the wrong number too

I wonder if he thinks I am worth it
Is all you contemplate and constantly dissect
Like a clarinet playing notes around scales
All a derivative of one another
Producing a new melody
With every symphony
In the moment of sudden epiphany

I see myself in the blue depths of a grey cloud
On a garden in golden fields, except everything is green

Beyond the conscious knowledge of sky and sound
In between you and me, nothingness is a sound

Like a dream
Nothing lasts forever, but, what is a day in the living consciousness?

We have the same blood that makes us so aware
So wary of another, in this despair we share our heart and soul

Will our institutions last
Or is man the only species that will light up a dark alley

We criticize ourselves when others don't look
And criticize others when we look for answers

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

Some people lie
Some people tell truths
Some people in the future
Will never know the difference between the two

Some genius
Told me to expect
Danger and death
I died because of the carelessness
Of some idiot who forgot
To fear God and the flood

The 1,2,3,and n....
In the even sheep
Don't you have a fence of number of fences
Stuck with the trances
With traces of your shade
Of the heartbroken charde
I never delivered so liberal a time
I'm confused for stop and forgot show, autograph
A compelling record
I must express a little doubt
A stunning time, a ssudden revered soul and you doubted me before
A long time before in Detroit
It wasn't the North
I'm lost
I'll take from the top
Before I get low
So where girls at, there song for the start cap
Continue the syllabus of literature excellence
I never amuse with a victorious gain
I love the way you spin

I know without color
Life can seem monochromatic like a montage of fading memoirs
Each as indistinct as the next, yet all are unrecognizable from afar
But, tarry for awhile for the rainbow is fainter than the bright light
Of the sun peering through muddled haze and grey skies

Under the clouds, when we wish for warmth
We get rain, but the flowers and trees look so beautiful
In their moist forest green and blue hues that brush across land
As wind to the mane of a pretty girl that fazes the merry men

Life without color and the heat of emotion
Is almost black and white
Life being the white and love being the splash of dark
Like a bird singing during silent dawns to make the day bright

There's something about you
That chills me to the core
There's a love unlike yours
That I cannot ignore

There's something about you
That doesn't make me want to leave
Even when it is getting late
As the clock resounds over vacant streets

There's something about you
That completes this loveless rhyme
Making it melodious like Liszt
Comprising of an exquisite delicacy

There's something about you
Utterly panoramic and magnificent
Like the head of an unrelenting fountain
Careening at the turn of a cliff

There's something about you
That completes me
Yet when I am with you
You never reveal the best of you

Maybe, it is the lack of "something" that intrigues me
Sadly, I am attracted to an enigma
Nothing more
Nothing less

The charming girl
Looks into a crystal glass
The tincture hangs from the ceiling
Like honey from a flower

The charming girl
Hears the fearful screams
The wine falls on the floor
Leaving a red stain on the carpet

The charming girl
Wants a life of charm
No drugs or twirling wildflowers
In her hair

The charming girl
Showers in the gas of the sun
As the virulent bystanders ask why is she ****
She sasses,"Who isn't?"

Crying in vain
It's a teenage flame
Never free again

The soul lies behind
The veil that
Conceals it
In the beginning
Men prevail
Guiding his women
Through
Trials of Islam
And errors of coitus
Hidden from the eyes of family
*** takes place
And unable to face society
Dutifully
Faces hidden by the common man
In the house of terrorized society
Dutifully

Perturbed by the thought
What's a worry
If you do not have prior inhibitions
The posterior argument, is you do not stop
But, reconsider the consequences of your callous doubt
Crowded around protesting crowds, bombs ticking silently in bags of clouds
Cherishing and chinchillas running like limericks
That I can't tink like trinkets
Glasses that should be served and primrose deepens in color
Of rose wine and red blood, the presiding appeal of reds, as long it blushes into better hues
I keep digging, to not come out
That's how I judge until I touch the rocky bottom
Nudge in the rock bottom with my buttressing tools and clinical trials
Like racial profiling of the blue-blooded

It is when
We do not understand something
We cease to question it
Thus, turning to assumption
A child, although
In doubt
Will seek an answer
Sometimes such answers
Quieten the madness of our heart
Which is still a child finding its own genius
Sleeping in the chaos

When you leave my bed with the pillow astray
I cannot help, but think of the days
We spent together in bed
It is all water under the bridge

And should be forgotten
Cast away like a disposable cup
Except, that cup has your lipstick stains
And the pillows have your smell

The bridge still has your aura
Your memories have not left the places
We once shared near the beautiful bridge
I still see your reflection in the river

As I lean over the balustrade
Some day I will have the courage to take a leap of faith
For now a swim in the Seine, as I fade
Into the night light without spectators to see me wash away

I could not control
My hunger
My heart's gone cold
Nothing's gonna change my mind

The depth of disguises
My foolish pride will not change my life

I could not control who I am
My rights and life which is one of captivity
My life will stay the tides of ants and I'll like to keep
My ideas in the chambers of ligature marks

I am left with an anthill that never moves in the motionless fan
Applications of killing and impressive stories
All under a microscope, when will I free my mind and apply lessons

I could not control my anger
My strength and learned much will do
They can find their way to love so I don't burn

Watch my struggle
With words in this poetry and they tell me to house my mind
In crooked paragraphs and silent verses burning

I drank so much and wrote
I had to quit writing
And start fighting wild in the mildest dream of ****** freewill
Like a candle in the wind, crazily dancing like flickering imagos
It got worse when the roof leaked and the coruscating light died

I followed you down the circles
Of free skies that breath wind
A man without ambition has no wings

Can you?
Is actually
You can.

I guess you love me for sentiment
That's why I think I can live forever
But, let's begin from the start

The heaven for us, we'll share and nurture
For I know that's it is love and much more
Maybe, its why I adore with all my heart

Your innocence and beauty
So different from one another
We share something that grows

It took me
A lifetime to find you
A moment to fall in love

Re-turned and no way
To return to the home
Another day
Of desolate rowing
In someplace, I like to call my own

You are a dream
That I spend my life
Sleeping on
I hope to wake up
And find you
Sleep comes easy then

When does the south
Co-exist
With the north
When they poles apart
First
I found my life
In a sphere
that seems
Like gravity
Took me by the gears
Of tyranny

The part of me that loves you
Cleans the room
Puts up posters
Wondering which part went missing
When you ran from my heart

You filled my life, curled behind unexpressed love
Ne'er found heaven's gilded traces of sky,
In silver faces of clouds, there are none
Visible to golden sun, its naked eye
My deep ravines long for her warm gaze
Day by day, night grows old and forgettable
Like frightened, bare trees  with cold shade, underneath
If pain left behind should tumble and toss on surface
The trees twisted into complete clairvoyance, instead
Scurry of restless winds amidst the red leaves
My mind shall know it's rest place with the old forests
Like immortal ghosts resting through tides of peace
Yet, hearts will yearn for a youthful sunlit scene
I know within forests, my mind is free

Take yourself seriously
If you have a grip over yourself
You won't' be lonely
When you hold yourself together
This feeling is too good to be true
You empty in the kitchen
Stuck in the fridge
Holding out the chunk of crippling debts in the fever of silent radiance

The darkness
Brings color
To our soul

We are looking
For people to complete us
But, can we accept the truth

I look around at the benches, they are full
They ask you the same questions

Dear Father,
I haven't to talked
To you

I am looking outside
Myself
Never above or into myself

A kingdom where the robin sings
And the children play with the birds

I have one in my head
And one in my heart
I whisper a prayer for them

When I sit in front of Jesus
Who stares wistfully
I wonder if his kindness is blind

In the silken breeze
******* trees stand up to infinite measure
Striped with definite colors
Yellow, black, spotted like leopard fur

The birds chatter, ameliorate the air
Slight tension of docile deers
Inside the forests of fir trees
A sip of darkness as a leopard picks at its teeth

At night when flora and fauna retire
Lakes pass the quagmire
Awake and tireless as the wind
Looking for a bit of solitude

I too wish to sleep like a tender bud
Halcyon as midnight skies
Albeit, twinkling and coruscating
I am still as a reflection on a mountain brook

So, you want to be a poet
Through hard times
That brings the worst out of people
To keep you from falling into mediocrity
This is nowhere to be, my friend

Like a boat lost at sea
If you feel you don't have the speed
Or the wind by your side
Don't fret, and let the thunder gather first
Unlike many big ships, your sails might survive that storm

I have been on the ocean
When the sky stopped reflecting on the warm waters
On some days, I could see the deep bottom
Green, murky, ***** and unbeautified by the broken light
Refracted in that polluted water full of salinity

In those depths, you may lose breath
If you can unmask the truth, keep writing
When poetry sees you wait, it will not
It is not as patient as writer's block is
Can you bring some semblance of life
Knowing this

I die a little
When you kiss me
I die a little
For just a split second

My heart can't find the words
A soul can't find the words
The body can't heal the wounds
Without your lips whispering in my ear

Lifeless and stranded
The love you give me is a moment of ecstasy
While the words are sweet, dripping like honey
They are filled with passion

A childlike affection cures the heart's affliction
So
Yes
I wouldn't mind dying tonight

Dispatch to the brain
We're gonna hit the ******
Request for back-up, vaginal tendencies

You're a builder
Here I am a stone
Add your bricks, to my destitute lady

The world is ours to keep
The key is in the depth of the ocean
One has to swim to the bottom of hell
As a fish paddles in empty water that gives in clusters
Soon, a jellyfish will swoon by as we scuttle like a turtle
Impervious to the sharks of the dark alleys
The world is ours to keep and the peddler tips his hat
The violent vale cannot be seen from down below
Only the setting sun can dream like a dizzy porpoise
Like the ethereal sky kisses the dolphins
They jump in troops like the warriors of this Earth
We have finally who can protect this world
The world is ours to keep
Not the petroleum companies with their lies
As they sell their comatose by the loads
You look ill, I'll get the key for you

Watch as the wind blows
Keeping the weather
Making the starting of conversation
And the flow change
Little by little
The flowers
Bloom
In the time of life

I wish I could express
My pain to you
But, words don't cut that
Deep

Love's is a couraged
Existence
Senseless
In the distance
To go get her
For her hand
It's rather aged
Love story
Turning at the plot lines
Breaking barriers
For twists and turns
Setting boundaries
For intimacy
In a tryst with destiny