The King would leer
and see Caesar sneer
at the folly of loving fools.

Oh, how I know I long to
be made for love.
But in loving you
I am made an ***.
For loss of senses
becomes euphoria
and fairy madness
falls on my blind spot
in a tempest
even Ariel could not abate.
Winds would shred my soul
and see timber set afire
by the lightning of desire.
Using its light to play Othello
flipping white for black.

Oh, Juliet my dear
I fear my love for you
is just an act of suicide.
Still, I would die
happily, as all other lovers do.
For there is much ado
about nothing while
melted men of shadows
and scripted puppets
lose themselves
not in facts
but the opposite of that.
Love makes a poet of me
and a fool of us all.

The loneliest people are the kindest, The saddest people smile the brightest, the most damaged people are the weirdest... all because they don't wish to see anyone else suffer the same as they did.

on a pesky breeze
on a pesky breeze
the trolls drifted in
the trolls drifted in
in the pesky trolls
drifted on a breeze

an annoying bunch they were
an annoying bunch they were
all did resoundingly say
all did resoundingly say
resoundingly they were annoying
did say an all bunch

their bane was such a blight
their bane was such a blight
in the community
in the community
a community was in blight
their bane was such

the bane was such a blight
an annoying bunch they were
in the community
on a pesky breeze
all did resoundingly say
the trolls drifted in

it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

it's collecting info on me and you
it's checking out everything we do
it plies a spying eye
in all directions of the sky
why oh why oh why
does it need to pry on you and I

it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

people are freaking out
knowing that a drone could be about
they can't relax at all
the surveillance does appall
it's truly quite queer
how the government do peer

it's a drone, it's drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

I am stepping out into Faith in you Jesus.
I see all of my pain, hurt, struggles, and sorrows.
All I seek is for you to heal them within me.
So all shall see your Miracles within me daily.
I am so desperately seeking you to use me.
To reveal yourself to everyone within my path.
So many beautiful friends of mine struggling.
People that been there for me whom I love.
With your Love my Awesome Savior God.

I am feeling like I just woke up from a long nightmare.
Everything seems so Crystal Clear to me right now.
I was feeling like I was living a hopeless life here.
But it seems like now I am seeing things clearly.
For the very first time, in my entire life here.
I am feeling so much more encouraged at the moment.
Like I went to sleep an fearful little child earlier.
Thus waking up  a renewal man with a strong purpose.
I feel renewal and alive for the very first time in life.
Even though nothing change , just the healing from you.

Fall in love with a writer
they say and you will never die (quoted)

Fall in love with a writer
they say and you will find yourself
embodied in words

Fall in love with a writer
they say and you will find yourself
stretched over lines and pages

Now,

What if a writer falls in love with you?
What happens is that their untamed mind
becomes an asylum where
words smash themselves
on the walls of their brains
summoning
their hands just
to let them out

What if a writer falls in love with you?
What happens is that their addiction
to falling in love is amplified
and when they love
OH THEY LOVE,
they get a certain high
that numbs their inhibitions to reality
and shuns logic to a very far away land

they  reach a mental state
that lifts you to high enough
just to see a glimpse of their world
just to taste a drop of their
potion
but not all of it

What if a writer falls in love with you?
What happens is that their eye *****
birth and harness flames that burn the coldest
of hearts and warm the strongest
of selves

What if a writer falls in love with you?
What happens is that their mind soaks up
every bit, every breath
every call, every cell
every touch, every talk
just to embroider it
in the quilt of thought
that's weaving endless stories about you
in their mind

What if a writer falls in love with you?
God have mercy on their soul
for their craving becomes dangerously
intensified, wrapping itself
to their muses,
giving them the sole purpose
of existing

For the more they love
the more stories they write
and more they feel
the longer
they
live

Life without you, is dark as well as empty.
But when I start to hurt and cry at times.
I look back and see all that you have overcome.
Thus giving me the added strength to live.
More then live , to overcome this here hurting.
Knowing that each of us has a great purpose.
One in which to help lead each others out.
Of the sorrows and sufferings that we are caught in.
So I may not see you much anymore my friends.
But each of you are always in my thoughts and prayers.