she called me poet
as I took her hand
with thoughts of Romeo
and Juliet
how grand
the title seems
an honorable
obscure profession
to dream
with her my obsession
as we strolled
our way through
a moonlit scenario
of olive trees  
low willow branches
with all the time
a night allows
with  sonnet
stanzas
and her
on my mind

Awake! this is life
Be not ungrateful for its toll
Cultivate an aura of contentment
Delve deeply for that thing they call a soul

Examine all your motives and intentions
Fling aside delusion in your path
Glimpse through tiny keyhole possibility
Harness all resistance with your wrath

Imitate great ones who came before you
Jeopard not the love within your heart
Karma cannot limit your ability to
Lacerate each falsehood all apart

Mingle with the angels out among us
Never rest until you need the sleep
Obviate the demons which cling to us
Perforate what makes you feel cheap

Querulous we walk the road to happy
Rutted as it is with mire and muck
Spare your energies and sweet entreaties
To walking ghosts who just don't give a ****

Upend all ideas that forestall you
Vindicate what you know to be true
Windmills of illusion won't enthrall you
Xcept when you opt to allow them to

Yesterday may blind us with her memory
Zelos might appreciate our idolatry

some have their reality
their biases their preconceptions
and I was once a fool
who convinced himself
of certainties
when it came calm and the thunder
a sky blue    
screamed to me
from
the sides
the hidden
inside flowers
and the puffy clouds
sang a chorus
and the flat ground I hovered over saw
that it was round
and on the other side this sphere
I used my power
to consider
my concepts metamorphised
and  up was no more certain
and I opened  
the Bible the Tao
and rearranged
the priorities
of my fears
closed my arms around a vision
hugged and no more feared
my ego having
to be perfect
i sang with
animals among the clouds
just wandering free
and clear
I am barefoot now

wisdom is there like the sky the tree's limbs
a flower a bud to open upon your smile
then take a whirl tilt
and spin like children
find in all the ordinary  
a thing you missed
before

the saying quaint is memory
I am surprised i remembered it
six almost long decades
since I tried to tell myself to never forget
how the  day is wonderfilled
we have sandboxes
beloved pets
steel toy cars and backyards
we explore like jungles
swings and naps
when life gets tiresome
amongst the sunrises and hours spent
getting acquainted
to this life
a sister who is nice
at times
and moms and dads
peaches and
cream
longings to grow up and see
everything
sidewalks leading to
we do not know where
just dream
they have sights unseen
deep down in the
grey of now the
hard to read story of those years
all are written down
archived
like bubblegum on a bedpost
sweetness of that first kiss
that recall
of  days
that are so malleable
just don't forget
or get all old

So you came into my mind again
That's the 20th time today
Probably another 100 left
I don't really fight it anymore
That just further ruins my emotions
You don't deserve that anyways
You deserve embrace
That's what I give these thoughts of you
I give them loves embrace
Your gone, but your here
Always here in my mind
I was talking to my heart yesterday
He asked when are you coming back
I said i don't know but she'll be back
He worries about you
I sometimes hear him crying at night in his room
I know it's cause he misses you
My soul said one day
He said, remember that day we spent with her
That one day the she carved a heart in the moon as a sign that she'll always be there if you look up
She never wanted you to look down
After he said that I looked up
And my tears mixed with the light of the moon
I miss you
It's hard to be strong for them
It's harder for them to be strong for me
Like I said though your always with us
Your spirit infused with ours
With that
I know we'll be fine

He.

He who is unknown to my mind right now

Her.

Her who is always on my mind

He softly touches her skin with his words so that her mind would ease and open the secrets of this world to he

He. He who yearns for knowledge as broad as space and wisdom always rising like the human population

He gained enough knowledge to know her was the key to what he yearns

Her. Her who does not know her true potential but it oozes off her drowning anyone she’s close to in euphoria of the greatest level

He. He who sees through eyes of wonder, he is fascinated by her

Dumb founded,

Can nobody else see the power her holds

He. He who will bath in her euphoria, soak in her light fuse with her golden blood of creation

Her. Her who feels he, her sees he’s passion of a suns explosion and falls in love with his unending love

He. He who will finally get his deepest desire, his reoccurring dream, his life’s work

He. He who shall become one with her tonight

Her. Her who will let he into her fire of a phoenix that was blessed to her at birth

He. He who climbs to the highest point to get the privilege to dive into her fire of immortal life and death

He stares at it below the heat pulling him closer, the fire roaring his name

He undresses, he walks toward the edge and he dives into her

Her. Her who absorbs his knowledge and wisdom

Her who pushes him deep into her fire

He who is burning in bliss

Her who is eating in ecstasy

He who dives deeper than her pushed him into

Her who screams in love

He who is getting more than he ever imagined

Her who never imagined anything like this

They. They who slept in creation and woke in birth

I saw a flower
wilting beautifully
in a bed of
uncertainty
and I wondered if it
was afraid to face the sun
because it perhaps forgot
sunscreen
and in its attempts
at self preservation
it starved itself of what
it needed
--the sunshine.

he was raised to love
not to hate
he really did love her
he never felt the same about anyone before her
and hopefully
there wouldnt be an after.

he was also raised in a household
where fighting
was a norm.
he saw everyday his mother getting yelled at and beaten
by his step-father
and he would be threatened to fight with him.
(and by agreeing, he felt that could possibly help his mother open her eyes)
he never thought he could hate
but he did.
he sincerely hated
with a passion.
so much so that he started to actually feel it.
literal heartache.
he started to fear himself
knowing that he could both
love and
hate so greatly.
with his love,
he didnt want her to know
but he had put up a barrier
between both
her and him.
she started to sense it though.
she wanted to love him wholeheartedly
but he just wouldnt
allow it.

he was too afraid to hurt both her and him.
putting up a barrier couldve been the exact thing that could save them.
Like his family that was separated yet together
both crossed between
love and hate.