Once upon a sunlight, there was a kid,
He played in sun but lived in shade,
In silence, his art and heart were hid,
But all he loved were the few friends he made.

He liked to draw and color and build,
Things of fantasy and lore, of a world beyond
His friends would love him and the things he did,
But he never got out of his dreamy pond

Some would say, you should not be here,
There is a place for you in wonderland,
Where you can play and grow in peace without fear,
But he was slipping away like the desert sand

A spirit then came into his life of dream,
Dream within a dream, oh it was so clear,
The spirit shone a light of holy gleam,
And he felt a power, drawing him near

Energy trickled down his spine,
A shock of ecstasy, a jolting heartbeat,
He could feel the presence of something divine,
And transform he did from head to feet

He raised his hand into the air,
The air burned from the electric storm,
His purpose, now clear, his mind, without fear,
Behold, a Superhero is born.

“deep” is what you say, when you can’t explain your sorrow
“weep” is what you’ll do, when you are alone tomorrow
“burn” will your heart, when you hide your tears
“screams” are released, when you face your fears
“pain” is what you feel, when you fight your weakness

… umm … its a poem about being positive, by me of course. :-)

Please go the kitchen

Take a knife

Not too sharp, not too large

The one that shines the most

In your right hand

Grip it softly

A thumb on the blunt side

Keep your left hand in front

Palms facing upwards

See that nobody’s looking

Remember your mother

Remember your mother

Just once remember

How she used to see

How you used to see

You’ll do it yourself now

Hold your breath

A hard swing wont work

It won’t cut, it’ll smash

The red spill on the floor won’t matter

Trust me, it won’t matter

Once you’re done, you’ll be at peace

Yeah, you’ll heave a sigh of relief

Now DO IT!

DO IT NOW!!









CUT THAT TOMATO!

You’re gonna make me some Pasta!! :-)

Loosen up, lighten up dear friend,
this mistake is easy to mend,
you're still alive and you're still breathing,
so with this gloomy face, who are you deceiving?

You lost something, sure you did,
you worked so hard since you were a kid,
is it time, that you lost? I don't think so...
all these years made you tough, yeah they did so!

Look at yourself, look at your face,
do you really think that you're a disgrace?
sinner you are if you think so low,
rise up now, be one with the flow.

Why? you ask, do I speak so much?
Why? you ask, do I trouble you such?
A friend am I, and here I say,
to trouble your troubles and make them go away.

Not much can I do, just speak and speak,
good words to make you feel that you're not weak,
you must break the bonds of your ego,
and fly away with me...AMIGO! ;-)

light escapes without a source,
around the petals with a silent force,
the anthers and stigma stand up and applaud,
a new flower is born, a gift of god...

I don’t want much, I just,

want to be a good son,

so I can see the pride of my mom and dad,

want to be a good brother,

so I can see him looking up to me,

want to be a good friend,

so I can see my friends happy when they’re with me,

want to be a good student,

so I can see my teachers as proud as my parents,

want to be good at my job,

so I can see myself earning money,

want to be a good artist,

so I can see my drawings spreading a message,

want to be a good poet,

so I can see people smile while reading my poems,

want to be a good story-teller,

so I can see the sparkle in the listeners eyes,

want to be a good martial artist,

so I can see the end of suffering and injustice for those I can help,



and I just hope I can see what more there is to see,

so I can be something more than just ME…

Today Pain shall write for me

As these feelings are just so hard to see

By my heart’s eyes that look only at white

But never at its own dreary plight



Of the pain that is inflicted

By my dreams, now convicted

Of the crime of incompletion

And sentenced to perdition



I craved for glory and fortune and fame

The eternal happiness to be remembered by name

I created the visions of peace and life

And I as the sole destroyer of strife



Time blows away like smoke from a fire

Only to be seen near the flames, never higher

My flames are weak, ******* me dry

Bringing me close to the day when I shall cry



Is my reality too unreal to be real

Or am I just incapable to feel…



That dreams are never meant to come true.