Life Is Simple
things are so conspicuous
starting to get suspicious
nothing is more obvious
life can be so glorious
no reason for depression
you know the answer, to the question
be yourself, and no one else
weather poor, or have some wealth
make life fun, make it great
like is was when you were eight
keep things easy and simple
pop that complication pimple
in conclusion, I say this
find an old friend, and reminisce

I Am

I am the the one who writes,
on your Facebook wall.
I am the reason,
for Humpty Dumpties great fall.
Most of you probably never even read,
you all dig the hole, I just plant the seed.
Without me, you know you'd all be bored,
I have a trophy case, but never won an award.
Writing is fun, oh how I love to shock,
for you who don't like,
you can **** my ****.
I can have you laughing,
rolling on the floor,
I can drink your blood,
til I want no more.
I can make you squirm,
I can make you squeal,
if ever found guilty,
I certainly will appeal.
I have no **** money,
not even a lousy dime,
but still I won't steal,
or commit any crime.
Living my life to the fullest,
dodging all oncoming bullets.
If you don't like what I write,
I don't give a ****,
there isn't a hole,
where my **** wouldn't fit.
I am the writer, who writes on your wall,
I just snorted an entire eight ball.
I am Santa, you all are my elf,
and if you don't like it,
just go **** yourself.

Before
Before light, is the darkness,
before happy, is the sadness.
Before walking, you must crawl,
before standing, you must fall.
Before winning, you must lose,
before advancing, you pay dues.
Life will never be easy,
when it is, it's only briefly.
Before pleasure, there is pain,
without pills, you go insane.
Before thunder, there is lightning,
life can be very, very frightening.
Before you bend, you must break.
some people real, most are fake.
Life is what you make of it,
the rest is just total *******.

****** In The Street

Every night I see, what I'm not supposed to,
it's so devastating, but still I must view.
Through my window, I can see the danger,
murdering of people, by some mysterious masked stranger.
Not allowed to say a single word,
he looks up at me and whispers, forget what you heard.
So afraid I will be next,
this is what happens, when in the projects.
I can't help but stare, it's like a car crash,
as I watch people's brains get a ****** bash.
He knows where I live, so I keep quiet,
last thing I need is a sudden riot.
Starting to get numb of what I see,
it's like watching serial killing on my tv.
Then one night, he takes off his ski mask,
it was my father doing this heinous task.
I dropped down to my knees, and started to pray,
never did I know my dad liked a flesh buffet.
He came into my room and said never tell,
his hand over my mouth, so I couldn't yell.
He said he was doing Gods work,
killing all people that were a ****.
He died that very night, in his sleep,
I prayed to the lord, for his soul to keep.
God told me to do it,
because he was just a *******.

Death Of A *****

Blood gushing from the nose,
already chopped off your toes.
You treat me bad, I treat you worse,
your body, I will disperse.
Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth,
now it's time for the truth.
You lie and you cheat,
death will make my life complete.
You're a ***** and a ****,
I'm ****** and a nut.
You stabbed me in the leg,
then I cracked you like an egg.
I tore out your beating heart,
that was only just the start.
As you lie on the ****** floor,
it was death to a stupid *****.
You tried your very best,
but no longer am I depressed.
Your blood I drank like juice,
no longer could I take abuse.
You're somebody who won't be missed,
your life is now permanently dismissed.
This was a death of a *****,
my killing spree is up to four.
Cheat on me and you'll be next,
and you too will be my ex.

The Beast
in the night
lives a beast
looking for
a people feast
could be wolf
could be vampire
it will spin you
just like a dryer
it will hunt
your *** down
doesn't matter
what part of town
stay inside
if you can
doesn't matter
woman or man
lock all windows
bolt all doors
wants all virgins
wants all ******
if caught
it will devour
don't even try
to overpower
don't come out
til morning light
then maybe everything
will be alright

Them
People stuck inside my head,
won't be gone til I'm dead.
Telling me what to do,
they told me to **** you.
Telling me what to say,
there is no any other way.
They tell me how to feel,
I'm a hamster in a spinning wheel.
They tell me what to touch,
sometimes it's a bit to much.
They tell me how to live,
for that I can't forgive.
They make me do unlawful things,
I'm an angel with no wings.
They say, I'm doing gods work.
it's getting fun, going berzerk.
They say my wings, put me in heaven,
all my kills equal seven.
They told me, I need ten,
it's just a matter of when.
They say, I'm about ready,
my last **** must be messy.
Them voices lied to me,
my soul never was set free.
After death, I was sent to hell,
it's where I landed, when I fell.
Now that those people are long gone,
guessing this is where I really belong.

Doom
dark room
smelt doom
thunder rolls
lost souls
lighting strikes
sharp spikes
rotting corpses
unknown forces
people dying
others crying
tables turning
bodies burning
zombies arise
human demise
blood everywhere
mankind beware
eating flesh
while fresh
city blocked
world shocked
no fear
Allen here
Allen involved
problem solved

People
People born, people die
people torn, people cry
people smile, people frown
people style, people crown
people rock, people roll
people mock, people poll
people drive, people walk
people thrive, people talk
people play, people don't
people stay, people won't
people love, people hate
people shove, people mate
people win, people lose
people spin, people choose
people cheat, people steal
people greet, people feel
people happy, people shun
people snappy, people done
people ****, people swallow
people duck, people hollow.
People come all sorts of ways,
all but criminals, I give praise.

Nobody Does It Better
I like rock
I like metal
calms my nerves
helps me settle
I like writing
I like ****
it's all I got
it's all I need
I like power
I like money
entertaining people
and making a funny
I like love
I like ***
why is life
so **** complex
I like movies
I like tv
there will never
be another me
I like people
I like you
I'm the man
but you already knew
I like smoking
I like drinking
no one is better
is what I'm thinking
I like stories
I like rhyme
my pockets are empty
can you spare a dime

She Said
Fire burning out of control,
inside my heart, inside my soul.
You captured part of me,
it brings me down, to one knee.
Been dating for some years,
the ring I got, put her in tears.
Sweating, waiting for that yes,
my head she gives a caress.
She said sorry, but answer is no,
I smacked that *****,
like a rapper to a **.
How could she turn me down,
and in my own **** home town.
She said, I wasn't worthy,
now she's laid out on a gurney.
I flipped out and kicked her ***,
using knuckles made of brass.
This is my worst ever nightmare,
sometimes life just isn't fair.
As she laid ****** and bruised,
my brain became dazed and confused.
Cops came, took me away,
now I eat on a prison tray.
I can still hear that ***** scream,
merrily, merrily, merrily,
life is but a dream.

Thinking Aloud

Every night my mind would wander,
all the time and money, I let squander.
Should I live should I die,
should I laugh should I cry.
Always stuck in a rut,
tired of ******* the local ****.
I've been up, I've been down,
showed a smile showed a frown.
Sometimes rich sometimes poor,
both always make me want more.
Been cut up and been stitched,
been picked up and been ditched.
Done good and bad things,
sometimes even pulled some strings.
Asked questions, listened to answers,
sang with singers, danced with dancers.
But still, I sit and stare,
maybe I'm just filled with hot air.
Always thinking about life and death,
where will I be, when taking my last breath.
No more wasting away the years,
time to face all my fears.
Did we really evolve from apes,
believing in God is just sour grapes.
Where do we go after we're dead,
will I ever again get any head.
Will we arrive on some distant planet,
I'll be Jack looking a girl Janet.

Am I Real

I'm north, south, east and west,
people think that I'm the best.
They say I am everywhere,
but am I even really there.
I created heaven and earth,
too Jesus I gave birth.
Some pray to me every night,
I'm what you see in the dead light.
People who don't believe are Atheist,
don't condone a boy and a priest.
*** causes people to say my name,
I cherish holding that claim.
Some people say my name in vain,
that makes my robe start to stain.
I **** people when it's their time,
sometimes even in their prime.
Some fear me, some worship me,
I'm sorry about the show Glee.
Whether you believe or not,
I hide in your blind spot.
Some people believe in more than one,
but really there are none.
If the real truth be told,
If I was alive, I'd be pretty **** old.
I am just a character of fiction,
so people just quit your addiction.
Science is the real system,
all I just offered was some infinite wisdom.

I'm north, south, east and west,
people think that I'm the best.
They say I am everywhere,
but am I even really there.
I created heaven and earth,
too Jesus I gave birth.
Some pray to me every night,
I'm what you see in the dead light.
People who don't believe are Atheist,
don't condone a boy and a priest.
*** causes people to say my name,
I cherish holding that claim.
Some people say my name in vain,
that makes my robe start to stain.
I **** people when it's their time,
sometimes even in their prime.
Some fear me, some worship me,
I'm sorry about the show Glee.
Whether you believe or not,
I hide in your blind spot.
Some people believe in more than one,
but really there are none.
If the real truth be told,
If I was alive, I'd be pretty **** old.
I am just a character of fiction,
so people just quit your addiction.
Science is the real system,
all I just offered was some infinite wisdom.

why are we here
why are we there
I never asked to be anywhere
first we're born
then we die
we learn life on the fly
sometimes happy
sometimes mad
they make pills, if you're sad
some of us smoke
some of us drink
life *****, is what I think
is there there heaven
is there hell
on that subject, I don't dwell
what about god
what about not
title of this poem, I forgot

Who Did What
In for something, didn't do,
it only could have been me or you,
one of us did it, but who.
Three sides to every story,
time to take some inventory,
trying to protect old glory.
One version blames the youth,
one version is like pulling a tooth,
third version is the truth.
Caught in bed with another,
warned about you by mother,
now there is one dead brother.
Used to be innocent and pure,
then came that deadly detour,
never felt so immature.
Found brother in the bed,
but with wife instead,
which of us brothers are dead.
The wife grabbed a loaded gun,
a mother about to lose a son,
no one here really won.
Which one did she shoot,
the air she did pollute,
a brother in his birthday suit.
One in hell, the other in jail,
set to high, was the bail,
weigh the tension with a scale.
Found innocent, then she fled,
blood still stains my old bed,
when I escape, she'll be dead.

Thinking To Myself
misty mountains
evergreens
make for some
very beautiful scenes
birds chirping
wind slightly blowing
pregnant women
look good when glowing
Christmas a joyful time
whether from Amazon
or a five and time
getting high
in the sun
always having
so much fun
dancing drunk
under the stars
all your problems
seem so fars
little by little
figuring stuff out
no need to stress
no need to shout
no matter what's
going on inside the head
drink or a ****
will **** it dead
laying in bed
trying to sleep
counting to myself
but seeing no sheep
hot showers
feel so good
stay in all day
if I only could
watching grass
grow so tall
maybe tomorrow
I'll mow it all
all my thoughts
just ran dry
so peace out
and good-bye

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Once Lost
Walking in no mans land,
no one there, to hold my hand.
Been lost for some time,
until the day, I discovered rhyme.
Now my problems, I can cope,
maybe even, smoke some dope.
Once lost and now found,
Laura keeps me safe and sound.
My kids, I see when I dream,
it helps keep away my nightmare scream.
Finally found some piece of mind,
no longer am I blind.
Like a painter with great vision,
my minds needs no supervision.
It didn't take god, to find my way,
that's just what the weak people say.
Next time you're having some tough times,
grab pen and paper, and write down some rhymes.
It worked for me, it will work for you,
read my words to guide you through.

Weather
Planes crash, buildings tumble,
people walking, begin to stumble.
Earth begins to quake,
can't help but to shake.
Ground starts to crack,
blue sky becoming black.
People dying left and right,
future not looking so bright.
Oceans flow across the land,
no more beaches, no more sand.
All this in a matter of hours,
as the weather over powers.
Tornadoes and hurricanes,
mass destruction, all that remains.
Armageddon or judgement day,
All this happened, the tenth of May.
Earth will never be the same,
mother nature played a deadly game.

Not Gonna Do It

Tile covered with dirt and sand,
but, I'm not lifting a helping hand.
***** dishes in the sink,
I'd rather sit on the couch and drink.
Clothes need to be folded,
by now they must be molded.
Dinner needs to be cooked,
that is something, I overlooked.
House could use a good dusting,
this house is very disgusting.
Kids need to go to school,
I guess I'll do that, ha ha April Fool.
Grass needs to be cut,
on that chore, I will rebut.
Toilet needs a good cleaning,
yea right, you must be dreaming.
Windows need to be washed,
that plan, I quickly squashed.
Rugs need a good vacuum,
you know better, than to assume.
These are things, I will never do,
I like this house, looking like a zoo.

My Final Four Words

Pain, agony, darkness defeat,
lying, cheating, stealing deceit.
Nothing seems like before,
blood a constant pour.
Alone in my bed,
just wishing for dead.
Shh, I hear something,
someone must be coming.
Footsteps on the tile,
echos in the aisle.
Not a word spoken,
my legs are broken.
Only now I write,
tough without any light.
Someone please read this,
mom, dad, bro sis.
All alone in house,
where is Mighty Mouse.
Sounds getting so close,
me naked, no clothes.
Can't reach my bat,
no dog, no cat.
It's next to me,
wishing I could see.
I beg, please help,
a very unsuccessful attempt.

Poem Man

It's twelve o'clock on a Friday,
the regular crowd stumbles in,
there's a gay man sitting next to me,
making love to his friend that is thin.
Son can you write me a classic,
don't really care if it's paper or plastic.
It's hard and it's heavy and I used to know it,
back in the day when I wore clothes.
Write us a poem, you're the poem man,
write us a poem tonight,
we're all in the mood for a classic,
and you're **** makes us feel just right.
Bill at the bar is an old friend,
he gets me my smokes for free,
he knows all the jokes,
and lights everyone's smokes,
but there's another place he'd rather be.
Allen, I believe this is killing me,
as his grin turns into a frown,
he'd rather work for the circus,
if only he could just be a clown.
The waitress is practicing rolling,
as the actors slowly get high,
they share a joint they call happiness,
and it's better than saying goodbye.
Frank is an upcoming novelist,
never had time for a man,
talking to Barney,
who's still in the army,
but gives it up whenever he can.
It's a decent crowd for a Friday,
as the owner gives me a wink,
he knows it's me,
they've been coming to see,
cause smoking is better than a drink.
My pen it writes like a symphony,
and my paper smells like a joint,
they sit at my bar,
and throw buds in my jar,
and say, man just get to the point.
Write us a poem, you're the poem man,
write us a poem tonight,
we're all in the mood for a classic,
and you're **** makes us all feel just right.

Finally Happy

People Change,
back stabbing friends.
Dysfunctional family,
black sheep paradise.
Smoke my stuff,
drink my beer.
Watch my movies,
listen to my music.
Lost my mind,
three or four times.
On the right medication,
now back on the track.
Money, wish I had more,
I'm happy where I'm at.
Born in Jersey,
moved to Maryland.
then back to Jersey,
now in sunny Florida.
Met the love of my life,
it only took forty long years.
Have two kids, that I adore,
Amber and Tyler, forever more.
Happy with my current life,
gave the fame and fortune pursuit.
I'm happy to love, and happy to be loved,
**** everything else.

You and I

I have love, you have hate,
I love ice, you have skate.
I have pen, you have paper,
I have Keystone, you have Kaper.
I have base, you have ball,
I have Peter and Mary, you have Paul.
I have air, you have plane,
I have snow, you have rain.
I have car, you have keys,
may I borrow them please.
You have picture, I have frame,
you have guilt, I have shame.
You have Donkey, I have Kong,
you have ****, I have ****.
You have Garfunkel, I have Simon,
you have words, I have rhyming.
You have tv, I have remote,
You have Billy, I have goat.
You have me, I have you,
our love is tried and true.
We have everything, we have need,
we have flower, we have seed.
We have continuity, we have chemistry,
we have fate, we have destiny.
We have ***, we have cuddles,
we have bed, we have puddles.
We have money, we have none,
we have laughter, we have fun.
We have air, we have condition,
together we have a mission,
I have cigarette, you have lighter,
I have future, you have brighter.
I have ceiling, you have fan,
I have floor, you have plan.
I have gun, you have hole,
always hated that ******* mole.

I Watch

How I like to watch my lover,
there will never be another.
I watch her eat, I watch her sleep,
wondering if she's counting sheep.
Watching her drive is a bit scary,
I wore my seat belt except for once.
I watch her ****, I watch her ****,
that's a bit weird, I must admit.
I watch her laugh, I watch her cry,
I wipe the tears from her wet eye.
She thinks I watch to much,
but love can be such a treat.
I love to watch her smile,
each nail she will carefully file.
I watch her as she does her job,
does peeping through her window,
make me a perverted slob.
Knows I'm there, but says no word,
makes me think she kinda likes it.
I watch her read, I watch her write,
I was wrong, she was right.
She's my angel up above,
even after death, we still love.
I went to hell, for all my watching,
I'll catch her, when it's her turn to be dropping.

Final Goodbye

No one cares if I live or die,
even friends can't look me in the eye,
don't know whether to laugh or cry.
Nobody left to trust,
living in total disgust,
winds are beginning to gust.
No god, no devil, no heaven, no hell,
on that, I never dwell,
all I can say is, oh well.
Not worth even living,
never taking, always giving,
six feet under, I'm digging.
Goals and dreams, I'll never achieve,
we all practice to deceive,
life makes me want to heave.
I will never have any money,
don't laugh, it's not funny,
always dark, never sunny.
Just wishing I was dead,
one bullet to the head,
my whole life, I've been mislead.
I'm just living on borrowed time,
up hill, I'll always climb,
feeling like a piece of slime.
As I await my final breath,
all I do is beg for death,
all I wanted was some respect.
I will now say my last goodbye,
I don't need to explain why,
I gave living my best try.

Inner Thoughts

When people lie,
I ask myself why,
don't make people cry,
tell the truth, don't be shy.
Everybody wants to be a hero,
always have the biggest ego,
why steal, when you can borrow,
nobody wants to be a zero.
Sometimes dreams,
seem out of reach,
listen to me, I can teach,
your dreams, never breach,
not a lecture, just a speech.
Don't you dare, give up hope,
please never shoot up dope,
or hang yourself with a rope,
let me be your personal pope.
In a world filled with violence,
we all need some special guidance,
most guns require no license,
the critics have now been silenced.
Most of us, never get 15 minutes of fame,
the world may never know your name,
friends and family is a great claim,
live your life, like the tenth frame.
Love is all you need,
red we will always bleed,
between the lines,
you must read,
no reason for any greed.
This is my conclusion,
life is filled with total confusion,
maybe we're all just an illusion,
all I ask is for is a little seclusion.

Spring

It's a beautiful Spring day,
soaking feet in the bay.
Flowers blooming as I speak,
the stems are no longer weak.
Slight breeze from the west,
not a reason, to even be dressed.
All the leaves turning green,
it sure is quite the scene.
Birds chirping so quietly,
Winter ended so violently.
Baseball season about to begin,
every team had a chance to win.
Ah, the smell of freshly mowed grass,
making lemonade, pour me a glass.
Feel the love that's in the air,
Spring and Summer make quite the pair.
Everyday the temperature is rising,
the sun so beautifully shining.
Children playing in the streets,
no need for any heavy sheets,
Windows open, feel the breeze,
the pollen makes me wanna sneeze.
Go outside and pull some weeds,
how I love planting garden seeds.
Feel the air as it begins to warm,
viewing life as it will transform.
Nothing like the perfect Spring day,
sitting on the back porch, with noting to say.