The waves are crashing in
I think I've failed to mention
With you there's no tension
but I'm sorry I'm always,
craving your attention.
When I'm talking with you,
I'm in another dimension.

I'm wondering what will happen.

You only watch the news to find out
Where the con artist stands,
He opens his mouth and nonsense comes out
This is going to be my last poem,
this is going to be my last rant before casting my vote
and where this poem goes,
Probably, no other man has gone before,
Deep into the hearts of the American people

A politician needs the ability to foretell,
what is going to happen tomorrow,
next week, next month, and next year.
And to have the ability afterwards to explain why it didn’t happen
- Winston Churchill

With these two candidates all I am hearing leading up to the election
Is about missing e-mails conspiracy
Aggravated indecent assault,
Lawsuits and the fondling of other women’s *****

I can see Russia from my house, said Sarah Palin some time ago
I can foresee the paint peeling off the white house wall, in solidarity..
And where the grass is not greener on the other side
Is where the American would feel the full weight of democracy
in the  America political games,

I can see immigrant migrating and some departing daily
I can see Delta, JetBlue and other airlines keep making money
Last but not least do bear in mind…that

There are two things that are important in politics. The first is money, and I can’t remember the second
- Mark Hanna

Breath in the essence of my thoughts as I render
my reflection through breathe.

Do you linger on the metaphors tasted upon your tongue,
or do you swallow the syllables of my thoughts.

Digesting them to expel originality, or does it only repeat
on you in plagiarism...

I'm curled up in this blanket
listening to the noises outside, it's raining.
I'm wishing your arms were around me
I want you here beside me.

The rain is hitting my window hard
kind of like what you do to my heart
thump, thump, bang, bang...
it's onomatopoeia all throughout day.

I want nothing more than for you to feel the same.

I weep a thousand tears yet they
never touch the earth.

They dwell within myself, not
falling trickling upon my soul.

For if they were to collect in the
stream they descended from.

My soul would surely drown,
and I would be submerged in sorrow

"You already know everyone."

Child of mine please know

All things have a season

All things have a time

If stars can fall, then crash and burn

Humans fight and fail to learn

Then time has nought to teach

The blind will never learn to see

And the deaf will fail to hear

Even mighty rivers run dry

And seas can also die

Today

my heart stopped beating

But time has taught me this...

Love is where you find it

Follow joy wherever you can

Hope can spring eternal

Fellowship remains in man

...
Particles of Love as the Nebula
AS IF Heart of the Expanding Universe
A Space of Span
From Helium to Oxygen
As if Intoxication of Toxin
Again Expanding space
Crunches in the Black hole
Captured even Unspoken Feelings

There DNA makes home in the water
In the Form of Breeding
Come out with Evolution
Life, Earth and the Chemistry of Heart
As the dew of dawn
A Sign of Love on the grass
Drop by Drop Credited into a Container
Earth is made
This Town
There my ancestors walked
However they were Coward
Or Hero
White or Black
Either  Red or Yellow flowers were in their hand
Among them
My father was the only
Who bought the Red Flamboyant for me
In a yellow day

And their Love was like a Dinosaur
That is dead,
Leftover in basin of the Span
Sometimes there are large Fossils
When their bones in foot
Exposed the existence of Love
Sometimes hundreds of millions of years of love
As a Footprint on the Black Shale
And the Clot of Coal in the heart
Today, which is just fuel of the history
But Sometimes Spreading
AS Glimmer Glee of Diamond
Beckoning the Bright Star of Eternal Love
......

If ever you see a sight that reminds
you of me,
either happily jesting or sadly
staring--

If you remember me in a most
sudden way; down a quiet road
walking or a decent conversation
holding ---


It is then you'd know the beginning
of all the words I never said