Finally, I said
Wear a grin
The President's men
Have left
In these times
There is sin
Before the junk jangles
And the fire burns the forest
All the corruption is corrupt
And all the bankrupt are ruptured
And we are drinking alcohol
In the concrete jungle

I know I miss your heart
I miss your art
Your shapes and curves
I know these are things I miss

As the world turns round from night to day
Your memories last a century
But, there is no solace
From the moments we shared

When I know I miss your arms
I imagine those hands touch the sky
With a little skip and sigh
A lasso steals the sun and the light dies

You brighten up the midnight
Is there anything else I missed?
Yes.
You!

I ask myself
Is there more that meets the eye
In the pursuit of happiness
Do I cry
If I am glad
Or I am rife with sadness that rings in my temple
Like a block of ice broken against a hammer
The deeper I get
The colder and harder it is
So, I say is there more than that meets the eye
It is all a figment of the ember of your imagination
Melting the ice into a trickling stop

My masks keep falling
Fate keeps spinning
I see my memory will fail
I'm sure my heart feels the same

My lips keep pursing
Destiny keeps playing
From the beginning
I'm sure my heart doesn't feel the same

We are both unsure
Love comes and goes
Looking for a lover
Watch over us God

Her honesty
And it's still sweet
With a little brutality
One cannot hate the truth
When it comes from those truthful lips
And lying eyes
With a seductive smile
There is nothing I wanna change
About her
Only that I loved her

Hey, lover
I know you don't want to be my flower
I wish I could see you bloom like a princess
My mistress, I escape my fears and favors
You do that everyday in the form of a metaphor
Called love for money and ***

Hey, babe
The skies may not be blue in the evening
We can be together like Heracles and Megara
These are two truths I cannot stage
Because the skies don't live a lie
I cannot change the outcome of books

You said that's the truth and found love
We were supposed to fight the world
Instead, you left the dogs in Hell
You insisted that they would find Heaven
The hell hounds chase me like a charm and contain my mind's pleasures

The breezing wind touches the flowers
That's why I look at the sky
So, that I can breathe in the aroma of floral spirals
In a box full bees and flowers
There resides a pollinating bud
Blouse stripped open, like a buzz bee

How can you not
Be romantic about friends
You love one
You lose them all

I have seven lives
I have seven days
How many of them will I use

You make the rains come
Once a upon time you were water to me
Shapeless and essential
Now you just bring tears
My heartbreaker

Love is blind
But it has the determination to
Pull someone close to you

It’s over bank robber
Your lyrics are there
Left on this parchment right here
You writing tomes seems unfair

Dugging down the basement
Finding another excuse
From this harassment
To parental ostentation
And leaders to ****** road-side cheaters

Nooo the lyrics are permanently damaged
They really can’t be fixed
Due to sub-standard homework ticks
Leading me to lose my patience
Over false appreciation
Of my kitsch

Took me a while to really understand
My childhood and becoming a dude
To get really good
To finally understand why you brood
You know success gets you ahead
Now you’ve left me for the dead

Nooo get set get wet
Get the typewriter checked
After all the things you’ve said
I feel like my lines were only meant for ****

Nooow I’ve finally got something
Too get a groove on
Using a dude
Might sound a bit crude
You better get a move on

Time to learn some honesty
I better get out of my fantasy
That you aren’t my competition
You are my only enemy

I know what
Your girlfriends
Call me
They phone me
Each in every way
While you ghost me everyday
They could kick me
Because I'm not six feet ten
But, you like lanky men
They tower over you
While I stood by you
Through thick and thin
I can't stand losing us
To those losers
You chose me over them
Right?

When you laugh
I laugh gladly
If you cry
I cry quite a bit
When you left me
I didn't know whether to
Laugh or cry

Where did you go my blue eyed sky
Where are you my round faced world
Where is the worshipper of the Sun
Do they still listen
When the forests are rich and deep
Where hope is simple
So, I believe everyday
I can do something differently
This man prophesizes futures
And my mother still saves my soul
I saw a man's patience die
As his loved one sped away
From the window of his house
I still love you, he said
As he has aged
The meaning of his words has aged
The essence has stayed the same
A frown should make no difference
Pity, he has no one to share his mortal heart
That died with an utter scream
In a gutter where no one sees
Reprieve didn't save this alcoholic
Only the choices left
Were what he got
His options were short
He has no power over himself
Where are you my blue-eyed sky
Where are you my round faced world
Where are the worshipped ones
Who stood and listened to the sermon?

Let the sun embrace the heart's darkness
As the cars move past the journey of your life
You hear every bump of the road and feel every turn
As the light shines through

When the Sun shows up
Its light drives straight to my heart
And twists and turns of life
Will never drive us apart

I reason with myself
That's the problem
Lies in seldom myself
I hate to admit it
The coruscating fire rests there
I say it's probably changing the world
I reason with myself
That being a problem
Lies in my half-measures
Never completely admitting
It's probably changing the world

The ghost slurred
Without shape
Black ghosts do lie in the shade

In this sensual beauty
Of revelry in the bedsheets
We touch the bridges of our nose
Within the tensions, we burst forth into the forlorn festering
Of our souls, to close to connect, civilized with each other
Maybe, the sensitivity keeps us together
The masculinity telling of how you're mine
Our legs intertwined in sublimity
No wonder, I'm weak at the knees
The weeks have gone by without another loving mind
Craving for you seems just right inside
The same face produces the expressions
I fell out of love with, and the exhaustion can be liberating
The sensual beauty tells me
It takes one to know one
In the deepest desires, I do want you to come back
While my other alter ego sexualizes the image
Of your oppression and looking for more chemistry
Seems so wrong, and I'm out of time
Culpable, but, I got you out my mind
I want you just the way you are
Perverted, displeased, angry
The propositions got me so far
And I still say, it takes one to know one
Why do we keep wiping the tears?
To keep those fears away from reality?
Maybe, we can try new positions that hurt more than they pained
This distinction is getting me on
Busted by the very thing that turned me on
Well, it takes one to know one
You catch me at my every plothole
You know like it apoplectically
As I'm yours, in the best of temper
I love your soul, with a temperament so wrong
I love your body, with a permanence so right
It takes one to know one
Someday, I'll love every part of you
And all these illusions can intoxicate my conscious mind
Yet, I want you to stay with me in the moonlight
The ******* that felt tight, loosened up at the right touch
Swell up at the sudden death of a relationship
That's how I break up with someone
It takes one to know one, to understand a compelling story

If you forget it
There is no was
It is the same old love
Unchanged

It's actually pretty intense
You aren't watching the sun
You are looking at the world
Spin and unwhirl
Hurling itself to coalesce
With the night breeze
Squaring itself on the hot shore

The day ending at the sultry note
Of different beginnings
Each dawn
Day into dusk
Evening into night
The cycles move by blue beachfronts

Every sunset

The truth is fire
The lies and water burn out my ire
You say things that aren't forgettable
The untruths I forget
As you look so cute
Being uncouth and all
My dead legs were fit in ripped denim
The pockets were hanging out
I said we should hang out
You lit a smoke and lay yet again
As I prowled that face of yours
It is so fair and truthful at first
I realize that lies aren't bad
The truth is just ugly
As it takes us all and engulfs
I didn't want yours
Neither do I care
About "true love"
I know it "waits"

When I had butterflies in my stomach
I was sure it was made up
Like a monster in my head

When I had pixies in my hair
I was sure it was made up
Like a nightmare in bed

Now our love has turned
Moth-eaten and indigo by bruising
And I wonder if dreams ever come true

Or are they made up
Like a tapestry of insecurities
Like something I made up in my head

The words of your love
Fly away like doves
I doubt the universe
Will write a book and demonstrate circles
You laugh like circling butterflies
When the sun goes down
Your laughter is the only miracle
In the night, you sleep and demons depart
As the angels remind you, "I want you a lot."
And remember my dreams
Where I synced with yours'
Your nature is like an azure stream flowing through my dark forest

Your dreams were mine
It had fairies and paternal Gods
A touch of starlight was the magic
The rainbows made circles
I was in love with a dream
When we were over
I realized I never had a lover
You had just wasted my time

I wish he was softer
But he was lonelier than harsh
He went through rough roads
Yet, there remained a jewel
Or was it the morning dew
That finally fooled me too
I thought he was softer
But he was crippled inside

I imagine I was a wearier man
He made me feel comfortable
Even in his absence
I seek his cure
Is this how presence is
Or friends are like this
Either way, I wish he was softer
But, he wanted more

I wish I could take a part
Of your mind
And make it my whole being

As your love could fill my heart
The oceans would
Find that they were empty

I wish you were near me
In ways that bring my soul
To see clearly that
It is easier than reaching the destiny
To have you close to my arms

I wish you
Were near me
To make love to me
Hear my beating heart
As often the stars twinkle above me

I wish you were near me
As close as we are to
Reaching Mars
I hope we get there together, tonight
And build civilization

This one thing
I love about you
Is easier to tell you
Then to hold the love in
Believe me, that's true
Indeed
I wish you were near me

The day was cold
As hell
It was 9 o' clock
I think
You were in your sweater
I was loaded with 3 layers
When we hugged, my insides became cold
Because I knew you got
Your love
And warmth
From someone else

When I see streets of life
In the streetlights of strife
It cuts me like a knife
To see I've much more to go
Than to grow
Realizing life works in the opposite way
At end
I find myself
Growing more
Than the work done behind
In many ways
The modern lanterns
Amidst motel lintels
Seem rather mellow
At first glance
My lady seems ravishing
But the smell of her...
I'll put my life's work
Into a concordant
The frets raise the pitch
Somehow I'm fretting
With my doubts
In life's pitch

If you believe
In yourself
Flip a coin

Stay out of jail
If it says heads
You're dead

If it says tails
You have made it
You made bail

Flip the coin again
Because the world don't give chances to cons
Jail is safe

Rights of a criminal
Is in the perception of time
Of the committed crime

Well I am severely breathless
I need to hang on tight
A poisonous headache
A strange disguise on the roadside
I have been waiting a long time
To honor your memories and taste
That's all I can do
When the chaos settles
And neurosis goes
My breath steals a heartbeat
As I skip one when you kiss me
With a jealous eye and venom
If I protest vehemently
Your thinking isn't straight when you kiss me
Giving me a pernicious disease
Called love and theft
So, deftly the envy is hidden
You seem innocent and at ease in your compliments
I wish I could lay in your ladylike arms
Such ardor comes with some suicide
I have a fleeting armor that weakens
As you wizen and shrivel with each day
The days get worldlier and the flowers wither
Maybe, bouquets aren't meant for you
Or the taste of your embrace
Is now jealous of my youth and fire
If I was any younger the days would be silent
Be quite my love
And you can hear the seconds whizz by
As you pass the dawn letting me drown
In the last skies of dazzling nights
Some men look for clarity
Some look for simplicity
I am just hanging on
With no oxygen in my throat
All I hear is the water in my lungs
The picking at my bones
As my bones rattle out of curiosity
Yearning for your flesh

Have no pillow
I take my heart in a coroner
Report
Leave my tools on the gold mine
Fools can take my fold
Sting my ray
Lark my lackey and strike my bow
I need come and take me away
Live in the east wind and lasso my west wind
Keep my odious gold here and there
Ladle on the minor Asian, and Odoriferous gold
Report
My mortared soul
Take my breath away, with lava lamps
I'm just here in the right fast lane
I need a deluge, a guy needs a space
My ghoul, my Tokyo dream, breathlag
Jetlag

White as snow
Gotta say you look a little
Fair even for War
Blitzkrieg offence rushed
like the reflection
Of your childhood in an iceman
Killed in seconds
By the hidden bombs
Semaphoring stopping projectile snowballs
Well your snowman
Got the twigs right
There's a fire burning
In the forest
Crying for your presence
But you'll never become
Because you've sold those quaint feelings
For a life of killing
I suppose the blood in the snow
Looks bloodier than the wine
Celebrating your victorious
Feeling stentorious yet
'Cause your iceman
Was never loved by me
Your fellow blue-eyed brother
But the look in your eyes
Gave away the lies
Of your innocent price
For the worst winter
Fair-Weather Friend

You really need a clasp
On the fair-headed looking for the essence of rain
Or you risk gasping for air
The knaidel startled me when I shared by numnahs
With the sensory deprivation that looked like the amnesiac
Running to pay the rent for my books
A young girl helped me sincerely and she was dead
In the library, who kept forgetting as they were trying to keep the books again
Curating each memory
Clasping the candle in the dark
We are finding love in the dancer of the dark
Maybe, we might want to leave the impression of dark people to a thousand stolid poles of lights bequeathed to the poor with their cold quilt

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

Dreams are
Made of sorrowful
Days full of promise

If I wrote my words
In blood
Would it be in vein

A woman
A thinker
An artist
All bundled up into Nirvana
We all call false on peace, and nuclear war clarions

The glass breaks in supernatural moment
The boredom turns into a simple verdict
That you get possessed by life or by the ghosts of your
Past
Learn to feel good in front of the mirror
I miss my old friends, but not how it ended
First persons that ever broke my heart
Were reluctant individuals who never for this special advice
Coming from a person with creativity
And no knowledge of making the right decision
Music is just a superpower

If you think the truth is nice
Then you might be exchanging too many
Pleasantries without even knowing it

The unnatural
Is natural too
Like a surprise hug.
"Who are you?"
"I'm a poet."
"I don't mean what you do."
"I'm a poet, I told you that already."
When he said I love you
I knew his name finally

He never learned to accept
A cold man who lost his love
Wounded by silence, helpless by the truth

It is frightening
So, I say don't give in to the inner critic
Spend it praying tomorrow

Love can be beautiful
Accept it
The heart needs direction

The heart is foolish
It just loves
Give it a brain to rely on

What once made up the moments
That brought us so much joy
Become a blur
And no one is to blame for that

Just accept you were wrong

I just realized
And thanked God,
I wasn't the only one
Godless shores all is one
One is all

I just realized
This is broken poetry
Meant for broken hearts
Shooting out arrows, direct and steadfast

Fast life catch a fight
Laughter in the madcap, you're holding
Us hostage, to your contagious humor
Nocturne blonde, hold me in your humoring lies

The bliss of black and blonde
Choosing peace over positive thinking

There is nothing between us
Since we are
Together, forever

We lay sprawling on the chairs
The light hung from the ceiling as the stars do
Spending the night at the museum
We saw the dead and their skeletons crawl

Soon their impatient breaths turned insidious
I talk about the dead workmen with rotten breath
And the lively crows going to another country
We were stuck in the museum past sunset

Yes, we have work to do before we die
We have to tell the truth and live a lie
Stay back and earn our share
For no one else does care

If we love our life too much

The steel lights were somewhat like a diner's candle
Half lit
Warmed by the black and bliss
The blue stamps rang on the fluorescent dandelion
The blue of the moon didn't hide any of its flame and flight
Half knit
Teeming with swarms of armed forces looking for Vietnam, belligerently
The sultry forests, are we even burning trees?
What is going on?