From the waves of Poseidon,
To the strikes of Zeus,
Upholds the Philoshophers dream
That dream is a myth
But true in many ways,
To think immortal is given  
To live like Athena
Is to have wisdom

abled body worker,
with nothing to show for,
dreams are there but never acted upon,
thoughts break,
with no initiative to act,
scared and confused,
life stays blunt without direction..

you wake up everyday for something better to come your way,
but it never does;
you hold a grudge,
all around seems to make sence,
everyone else doesn't seem to think it does.....
you hold a grudge
your life is in perfect order as you intend it ought to be,
you open your eyes and see the light shining upon you;
it shows your path as you lead the way to live day after day...
the others don't understand your works,your life, your dreams,your fortitude,your smile,and your character but you..
striving to make your dreams come true...........

humble man with traits one cannot fatham,
he walks with his head high,
his legs and back stright and strong,
body with muscles as meak as a millionares pocket,
mind is open but controlled,
assigned with a number as his brothers,
the extent he will go is an infinaite plethera,
for his country without even really wanting to.....

day turns into night,
the lights go out as a candle is lit,
temptaition is breaking on me,
dripping sweat,
caressing her every curve,
heart pounding,
hands shaking,
lips moving,
her hair with the sweet scent of,
mind wandering,
room spinning with the thought of,
our bodys move in sync with a symphany orctestra,
high then low,
intertwind like a treble cleff,
left then right,  
grabbing,
pulling,
biting,
the music plays louder and louder,
what is this to become of,
and what is the word im thinking of.........

this one is for me and you,
when are thoughts are blue.
and soul is untrue,
only you can start new-
and go along,
simple and strong...  
like a bird in a tree,
singing about being free,
happily,
peacefully,
but, what about you, and me
what happens to we...
do we go on,
hang on,
not for very long,
do we wake up day to day,
with a smile on your pretty face,
we live our lives until death-
hoping we are buried in satin and lace,
hoping to find are place...
well it doesn't matter where we are
near or far...................
as long as we yes you and me are happy

absolute dream
werabouts is obsolete
conversing to an elder
as my mind is spinning through
helter skelter
to bring myself back
staying away from my mind attack
sleeping into the night
trying to breach the perfect limelight
as i spin down into a tunnel
of frequency
spriling down like a funnel
to find me
i map my next place ahead
feeling as my face is turning red
casting a new element almost need an antidote
or supplement
i hear
an awnswer
calling......
a sense of free...
falling;
i awake the day bright and blue
so maybe i'll find something new.............

a woman with a face so pretty,
with the way she moves makes me feel witty,
hair is brown legs are long,
mind is guard,
with body strong,
always smiling,
in the right timing,
every action she has is a sentic melody,
her sound speaks her soul,
which is true in harmony..

not knowing what to do,
the path to pursue,
your boundries have an infinate plethera,
with no guide to come over ya,
ideas flow your head,
as you lay in bed,
with questionalbe authority,
with the life in the city...

moving slow,
no movements,
striking upon me
thought faded,
forseeking destiny,
slowly my shadow moves as my body stands still,
bold but blunt
just me myself and I
as my life passes me by....

not a way to worry
not a place to be
looking for a place with sunshine
is allright with me
the bubbles of distruction
in my mind
just a man
with calm feelings
is all you'll find
as a tranquil time
brings me to a rhyme
and a peacful sight
keeps me sublime
cause i'm blasting high way in the sky
going to my peacful paradise

money worries
always having them
makes your day astray
always on your mind at the wrong time
everyone who is rich
your creating jelousness
wishing that would be you
you try
and you try
but never suceed
so you have money worries that control your life
inspite of what u are
your true self
your life
your happiness
everywere you go
your body moves slow
when
when will this happen
when
when
will it be
when
when
will you see
that its only paper
or object that is there
but it is everywhere
i am here
not scared
not confused
not struggling without a dollar in my pocket....

this is my letter to God,
simple not fraud,
why is this the way it should be,
why can't this be easy for me...

I stare at the sunset-
thinking.......
why can't my binds be free...

stepping into the forest
there is a path withered, and torn
i no in my heart-
that is the one i shall take-
this is where you find the beauty
not the common way
where everyone strays
its the hard way, to build-
the strength for brighter days.....

why does every poem
have to be sad i look for ones
that are uplifting and make me glad
poets write deep depressing thoughts
never any skys of blue or
of words of dreams coming true
poems of good people like me and you......
the conifdence of death and destruction is all i hear
even though the words are crystal clear so here
is to all the emo kids.....
grow a ****
not short but tall
stop letting your ***** *** tears fall
wear your pants loose not tight
maybe you will not get beat up at night
listen to music that makes sence
with words that make a strong fist
instead of blacking a your eyes and slitting your wrist
we have one life short not long
so come along
the ride is happy not bad
so get glad

all is one
one is all
to have something
you must have one
and to create one
you must start self mastery
one is the entrance to reason
one creates plethera
one endures all
one stands on muddy water till still
one who teaches cant teach
one who listens is the teacher
one who talks doesnt know
one who knows doesnt talk
all is one one is all
one will know
what one is tought

still water is clear,
clear mind clear thoughts,
rippling water,
is cloudy mind,
cloudy heart,
cloudy soul,
to have no movements in your puddle,
is to take and remove your drops