Caught in trap, nowhere to hide.
In the depths where the demons hide.

You know right just as well wrong.
You justify your being wrong.

Haze filled mind with one priority.
Start to fall to pieces when you lose your inventory.

The car was pawned I hope he will do delivery.
He rings the front door and I run as quick as I can towards the enemy.

You give the money, he gives you product.
You can't take another second feeling this chaotic.

Narcotics generate the psychotic, and idiotic.
The low creates the demonic.

Why can't you just use logic.
Start a new life which isn't episodic.

Make it one that breaks the chains.
Finally find your true self and heal the strains caused by past pains.
And with no other choice but to give up the reins.

Tread lightly against the brush.
As all it takes is just one more rush.

Shouldn’t I be in the Alps or Andes not in a baby crib?
So scared to leave the comfort of home, that I never lived.

Why can’t I grow mature and find my true self?
As the rest of society puts money and fame on the top shelf.

Passing time by, to pass the time.
Rationalize life-hindering decisions, even if the work is part-time.

Don’t let reality get in the way of your dreams,
and play into the schemes and themes of the powerful thieves.

Materialism bogging down thoughts of freedom.
Want to fly like an eagle, But the money is all spent.

How are we all so content?

Not far from here,
There is a magical mirror
Through which one can reflect
Vividly reflect at the past
Through which one can see
Vividly see the present
Through which one can glance
Vividly glance at the future
A mirror nothing but
*A well of poetry

I'd put on a pilgrim's mantel,
Journey along to the far wild;
Break through thorny thickets
And twigs across the wilderness,
To where humans dwell not,
To a world of savage animals;
Right through jaws of death,
Trudge through barren valleys,
Cimb soaring mountains before me,
Dash through mystique woods,
Woods darker than a lonely grave;
Whilst buffeted by wild branches,
Wend along wildest river banks,
Where early boughs grow wild and rank,
Stumble through murky waters,,
See beyond bounds of mortal men,
Trudge yonder a wide strange plain,
To fair lands of the emeralds,
Where dawn songbirds perpetually
Croon nature's symphonies,
Where trumpeters, taborers
Harpists and fiddlers
Play the loveliest melodies,
Soothing melodies trapped
In proverbial winds of time,
Where the meanest castle pillar
Is not of silver
But of fairest gold.
A realm of only beauty to behold,
A realm of everlasting youth,
A realm of opalescent skies,
A realm where the sun doth rise,
In the sheer corner of paradise
Just to catch a glimpse
At thy physiognomy
*Only if I could

Her kiss

is my sunrise aglow the horizon,
apricot shimmering hue
Rose petal satin,
the sweet taste of nectar,
soft as the fresh morning dew

The warmth on my skin
while the hours are passing,
soothing each beat of my heart
Comforting me
as the long day is ending,
now as the sun does depart

Cool evening breezes
a’ whisper the branches,
signaling twilight is soon
Twinkling stars
shining bright in the heavens,
fueled by the light of the moon

My perfect dream
as I fall off to slumber,
closing my eyes for the night
Keeping me safe
beneath evening skies glowing,
holding me ever so tight

Every day
of my life I am living,
is filled with a wonderful bliss
Enchanted moments,
now and forever,
because of the love in

her kiss

Tomorrow
tomorrow
i'll borrow
the gifts of
a pro.
and see
her seas
stir while
the seeds  
in her eyes
untimingly
sow. I need to
know. Where am
I to go? Tell me stay
so I grow. I know the
road is slow. and long,
yet then a foe? the story
moves the soul along.
it gives the bird a
song. and that
tune, my
friend
stays
in
the
heart

lifelong.

I think
everything
I say
is a confession
                      I sing
                      in praise
                      of your name
                      and lift
                       the song
                      with the wind
 higher
than hands                
can reach                                    
until heaven            
can feel          
the grace
                      of your beauty
I'll only
find peace
when both
heaven
and
earth
hear
the song
               I sing
                             for you

Walk the halls with grim looks and depression.
Nobody around to see your perspective.

Wandering aimlessly mad at the their judgmental impressions,
wishing for one time those around would be respective.

Its a vicious circle promoting no faith of escape,
giving the mindset one of a broken VHS tape.

Blurred and confused, irrational and mad,
why not grab the hidden gun from Dad?

Make the others feel your pain, because they boast superior,
while in reality the exterior hides the pains and insecurities of
their interior.

No brain feels zero pain, or is immune to adversity,
every soul has a time of diversity.

Never give up or blame the others.
No matter how bleak, just find yourself and discover your true colors.

I** miss you so much, but I  wonder
Don't you? Though that's why i really
Miss you terribly and i'll always miss
You forevermore because I still love you


© *Kikodinho Alexandros

she*  *was  not  in  love  with  me  though  she­
was*  *the  entire  world  to  me  thus  she  ­was
really*  *all  I  craved  which  was  not  ­only  really
amazing  but  excruciatingly   amazing
like   rays  of  the  dawn  sun,  like
the   rose  in  bloom  and  all  the
colors  of  ­our  love  seemed  all  colors
of  the  neon ­ rainbow  with  all   chatoyance  of
the  polychromatic  sunset  thus­  the
golden  moments  us  gazing  at  the  g­olden
edge  of  the  horizons,  the beauteous  edge
of  the  moon  in  the  night ­ sky,  the  luster  of
the  stars, all   keep  echoing  to  me  but  strange  how  the
­horizon  about  her  starry  eyes  wasn't  a  re­al  **horizon