Well.
I’ve been relieved of my position.
I am no longer captain of this ship,
Reduced to the bard, I am
A shadow in the background.

A chime lost in the wind
of this great Japanese mountain.
Where grand bells ring across
its face, a Titan in the wind –
And echo…
                    Echo…

Echo until my sounds have been
Rung out and there is nothing
Left until someone looks upon
My cracked and rusted
Exterior and whispers –
“Look, the chime that was forgotten”
Until time itself is rotting,
And I fall from grace,
To the vast corners of space.

You'd think that
Keeping such an elegant creature,
A dangerous and revered mammal
Such as the tiger
As what many would call a pet,
Dangerous.
But she is so much more than
dangerous.
She is the embodiment
of finely crafted
Architecture.
Curiosity is the
Driving force behind
her.
Watching my tiger sleep,
pondering what she dreams
does she imagine herself in
Love with me?
Her a woman?
Or me a tiger?
Does she dream of
tearing me apart and
imagine my body
a ****** canvas?
Jungle art.
Lo what
Resides behind this fierce
Black and her
Electric orange
Crown,
I shall
never
know.

Down in the dark,
What some call an art,
Really just a start
To keep her from falling apart.
Brought up to make her decisions smart.
Doing what she does puts pressure on the heart,
Though it goes unnoticed like a sly, snide remark.
For most men's eyes her body hits the mark,
These men in her eyes would not be disinclined to bark.
Still the dance continues until one day she has a spot to park.
A simple means to an end
Don't get caught in the wind,
Not on the dark and the poles for her freedom depend
Anyone please but her Daddy to send
The suit she wore out of the womb is likely to offend.
The curves of her body don't seem to cease,
From the red eyes of the men that seek a release,
Pains from the past that don't ever cease,
Even dreams provide not one moments peace.
Only her fulfilled dream can make the dance halt and cease.

Miyagi

Deep inside the recesses of my mind,
My many thoughts lay dormant  --
Unwilling to be heard;
My precious thoughts, they're blurred.
Numb to reality,
Gums hit with a needle.
My feelings I cannot express,
My words they find no footing,
A limitless climb of rhythm and rhyme,
Where a handhold at one means to elevate my purpose,
And a handhold at two means to obscure my view,
Of not just the handholds, shrouded by fog
But of the view of the mountain, hidden by the gods.

Self protected thoughts within a shrine, within a castle, never to be revered, never to be revealed.

Lights on,
No sign of a camera.
Not tonight.
Three minutes of bliss,
Or three decades of love.
By all means pay for her bed.
Release.
If you must.

You do not pay with money,
But you pay for her bed.
A love built to last forever
Where time is paid instead,
You pay for it together.
Love is the word of the day.
Where two become three
The creation of a daughter.

Pay for her bed.
So small, so innocent.
Such ignorance of life,
Such bliss,
It's Heaven sent.
Pay for her bed
18, 19, 20 years strong
Daddy's little girl
Doesn't remember that long.

Pay for her bed,
That's what she said.
Lovers love,
Actors act,
One ring on one finger
A one-sided pact.
Beauty encourages such ugly things
A boat full of roses,
That one diamond ring.
Just at her scent
He pays for her bed.
Eyes once were white,
Now painted with red.
Just one more payment,
Surrounded by her scent.
Unable to repent.
Forever more
He pays for her rent.

Oppressed thoughts.
Not supposed to roam free,
A prison of conscience
Buried deep in the caves
Of the blackest sea.

Where secrets unknown live,
Even unto the black sea's master.
An alternate universe
Lies in the darkness,
Where an alternate you,
Longs for their awakening.

How do you make love?
It cannot be fabricated,
Desecrated
or violated,
But is to be vindicated.
Maybe perhaps,
We should have waited.

So how do you make love --
From the back
a view of what is now behind you,
Love made,
But with cheap materials
Nothing that can last,
Regret from the past.

--
On the top of what seems to be
A sweet serenade
On a Greek palisade,
The sunlight feeding the love you had made,
To only be shrouded by the moons grey shade.

Making love,
An experience
To be experienced
Through the love of another.
To create the blessing of physical love,
Found new in the rhythms created by the beat of baby,
Unmatchable love made by unconditional lovers.

Is there no one in this world that can relate to the things I am,
Understand the things I do,
Change my life in such a way that I feel like new.
I wonder what it would be like to find the one that shares the yolk of mine,
I wonder if my love will come soon or if it will happen in due time,
The future I'm told is known by God and only by Him,
I must be patient and wait for what he knows is coming to come,
But as I wait and wait for the one,
The minutes I am living turn into the years I am waiting.
There are many I do think about,
There are many that could be that one,
I want it to be her, but if it was the other her then we could grow,
All the time I wish that I could know,
Which one to put all my trust in,
Which one to give all of my heart,
Which one that would make sure through all things to come that through it all we would win.
Sometimes I wish I didn't look the way I did,
Then maybe it would be easier to find the right one without all of them closing in,
Attempting to pick and choose the ones that are available instead of waiting and wading through what makes these women my woman.
I think that it is just better to leave all of these things behind,
Leave all the trivialities for others who yearn for a wife or husband to be forever on their mind,
Is it better to be left alone to swim in your thoughts than to be tied down with what the world so greatly glorifies, a woman or man, this was also given by God; but a relationship isn't for everybody,
Is it better to be with nobody and love somebody,
Is it better to wander the Earth and roam, and be forever alone.

Omnipotence and grace,
Forgiving and omnipresent.
A forever chance to be a moon,
Reflective of the sun.
Forgive and forget
That is His motto,
Thousands of miles away,
Always within of a stone's throw.
Water and earth bend to His will,
When in the storm,
Just one word it shall still.
More time to give
Than all those in your past;
Those relationships you thought
Through all weather they'd last.
Up in the clouds some would say,
But all around,
In every second of time,
Is where my Saviour chooses to stay.
Some think of fire, brimstone and judgment.
Blamed for our faults,
Man that was heaven sent.
Came to bring love,
This is the word of the day.

Rain falls.
Like the way a drop of water may change the course of a river,
How a seed planted not here but there may for some form of life provide shelter,
How something as simple as a smile may prevent a name on an obituary form,
The joy relief brings when your first, second or third child after 9 months is born,
When one attempts to separate themself from the confinements of society.
When you look into their eyes the truth is seen so in yours you say "Just lie to me",
Not because you love the way they lie but to stop the rain falling from your eyes.
When you say goodbye for the last time and a lump forms in your throat,
You know and they know too that when they're gone you may not cope.
When something as precious as time gains realisation through nothing but death,
When all you have is time how much do you really have left.
Like a single song in your heart which teleports you back to the start.
The choices you made to get paid, get known or even get laid.
How a flower is tall in one season and how it begins in another.
When you woke up this morning but you did not see,
Such a trivial thing as opportunity,
Like a heart or a beat,
A hello in the street.
Rain Falls.

The truth is I'm infatuated but I don't want to be,
The truth is I too often wear my heart on my sleeve,
The truth is there is so much doubt within my heart,
That when it comes to trust I'd have no idea of where to start,
I'm not talking about my family or my closest friends,
But I'm talking about those girls that wanna be more than them,
The truth is that I know that God is on my side,
But I still have doubts within my life so I try to hide,
The truth is I can't wait for this world to end,
It seems that all things in this world are a means to an end,
The truth is that the world is full of ignorance,
With people that just don't want to know for innocence,
The truth is life was made to once be easy,
But through our eyes and weaknesses we blatantly betrayed thee,
The truth is that even though we try we have an excuse not to try harder,
The truth is we do whatever we can to impress the world,
But we don't do enough to try and share the love of our Father

A warm breeze hits my face
But up my spine I feel a shiver,
How long must we carry on forth
Without a smell or sight of river.

The rocks of ages swim around my toes
As I carry my One on this shifting road --
The peril in the future I cannot dispose
For I know not what the Father knows.

Pastel drawn skies leave no indication or sign
Of who has dared travel,
In this massively miniature
Garden of gravel.

Footprints in the sand
Leave no trace of life,
Lies laid beneath our feet
To a soft electric beat.

No sustenance no rain,
Our bodies permeated by grains
No water to sustain
This traversal through pain.

Hand in hand
Through desert sand
My spine begins to shiver.
Just one more day I say to myself,
Just one more night of chill
Just one more step on this coarse white road,
As her legs begin to quiver.

Wisdom is key,
To be closer to He
Who created this Earth
For what we are worth
is much more than gold
For our very mould
Came fresh from His hand.
All of this land
The Sea and the sand
the trees and the skies
still can be our prize.
Knowing of evil
our hereditary curse
with ease bends our will
till we take the last ride in a hearse.
Wisdom is key
for our time will soon be
that our Father comes to take with Him
Maybe you
Maybe me.

Imagine this:

Sitting ignorant in your infancy,
In the place you call your home
Your father sits and comforts you
Saying "I shall never leave you alone".
Then all of a sudden a sounds erupts,
Knocking at your door.

A violent thrashing, consuming the joy that had once warmed your spirit,
Your fear kicks in, so you cover your eyes as you cannot bear to hear it.

Your father gone, nowhere to be seen,
You think he's abandoned you
You begin to scream.
Your screams echo the house,
Emotion not withheld,
But while your screams and cries occur,
The sound of silence begins to stir
The sound of what once threatened your soul,
Has turned out to be no more.

Your father gone so you begin to resent him,
And you fail to realise the sacrifice given,
For without his grace, now where would you be?
Buried deep in the ground?
Deep in the sea?
One day we all shall not fail to see
How much was given for you and for me.

The war is not over, but victory's won,
By the love of the Father
The love of the Son.

A samurai with no lord or master, either after his death, the loss of their favour or their privilege.

My master is done,
Returned to the sun
And I --
I am alone to roam
The unknown.

Down in the dark,
What some call an art,
Really just a start
To keep her from falling apart.
Brought up to make her decisions smart.
Doing what she does puts pressure on the heart,
Though it goes unnoticed like a sly, snide remark.
For most men's eyes her body hits the mark,
These men in her eyes would not be disinclined to bark.
Still the dance continues until one day she has a spot to park.
A simple means to an end
Don't get caught in the wind,
Not on the dark and the poles for her freedom depend
Anyone please but her Daddy to send
The suit she wore out of the womb is likely to offend.
The curves of her body don't seem to cease,
From the red eyes of the men that seek a release,
Pains from the past that don't ever cease,
Even dreams provide not one moments peace.
Only her fulfilled dream can make the dance halt and cease.

Inhibitions warm embrace covers me,
Protects me from the coldness of the open world outside.
Allows a veil to cover my head
Hiding my features,
Hiding my fears
My desires
And dreams.
For only i need to know them.
Myself and my God.

Tomorrow?
Under the dappling moonlight, with no person in sight.
Then with all of my might, and every spark in my soul,
I ruin my soles on a run to your soul,
To catch a quick glimpse from the perspective of my lips,
To quickly meet yours in a swift moment of bliss?

She said,
That the love you two had is now gone,
That you were always doing her wrong.
She said,
How can you still not see,
I don't want you doin’ nothin’ with me,
She knows,
What I can offer in the middle of the night,
Yea I'm gonna treat her body right.
Instead,
You should take all of your things and get gone,
‘Cause she don’t wanna see you when she gets back home.

Listen,
I really think that you just need to understand,
You're not enough to be an any woman man.
Man I know that you be wishing,
That you had done what did to her before,
Rolling with the others on the bed and the floor,
But kept it more secret.
I know you thought that you kept her on a leash,
I know you mad that she ran into me.

She said,
That the love you two had is now gone,
That you were always doing her wrong.
She said,
How can you still not see,
I don't want you doin’ nothin’ with me,
She knows,
What I can offer in the middle of the night,
Yea I'm gonna treat her body right.
Instead,
You should take all of your things and get gone,
‘Cause she don’t wanna see you when she gets back home

Baby wake up,
All you have to do is say the word,
I'll do for you what most people never heard.
Your making me say no,
To all these other ones in my line of sight,
I just hope that with you I spend my life.

She was in yours but now she's in my life,
That's what she said.

The words that you speak with your eyes when they're upon my skin
The words that you speak with your thighs as I delve within
The words that you speak when your touch arouses my body
The words that you speak when your mind touches mine
The words that you speak when your eyes dance upon the world
The words that you speak when your fingers pass through my hair
The words that you speak when your legs plant themselves in the earth
The words you speak when your lips pass a sultry bass in my ear.

Before the night is through,
I will walk to you,
I will be your moon
And you will be my sun.

Before the night is through,
I will walk to you,
Your words dance on my tongue,
Never to be undone.

A mountain pass,
When my eyes meet yours,
The deepest ocean
Is where her beauty be.

Her lips a sacred touch
Akin to myrrh.
The taste is timeless
A work of art is her.