The words on the paper flow endlessly
a cycle of dying and
living and
breathing and
choking
with pepper sprinkled in for
good measure

great is the depth of the
sea
that infinite battlefield where the
war never ends
the fishes themselves with not a moment of sleep
carry life as a trophy
we once called their land home
but
now it's a place where the world goes
to drown its sorrows

Wind it blows
Smiling
Running through outstretched
Hands
Waving to a visitor
The young man
Listens
Sun beaming down
In the forest we call
Park

People are always
Showing you
What works for them

Click clack
crash
the plates are
stacked again
do they always have to
drop them?
I understand
the need to feel
the drive to express the self
so day in
day out
the iron is pumped
the veins are filled with the
blood of men turned
warriors but they leave
warriors turned men

Seeing her's
fine
Seeing her's
enough
I'd rather let out my
Slytherin
but
It's sunny outside

they say
what doesn't **** you
makes you Stronger
but
the pain lasts and the
blood-pump grows weary,
A heavy
heart is quite the burden
and shoulders only hold
so much..
but,
for as long
as the sun
shines there will be
brightness

Society and Flaw
Surely lie hand and hand
The pencil and the paper
Given to untrue man
The government corrupt, society can't see
A slave to politician, is all we'll ever be
Trained that right was right
When right was truly wrong
These thoughts instilled within us
To keep politic strong
A song was sang to lure us
Into the wicked sea
Of lies and deception, the truth can never be
Weak family, strong state
It's what's right, control their fate
Pointless electives in the college
Surely to keep us within *******
A scheme of money plain in sight
But still found hard to see
A slave to politician, is all we'll ever be
Freedom of speech is without reach
Cuz speak and you'll be found
Floating in a river, sure to be face down
Never thinking for self, always for the man
The man holds the paper, and so he's cuffed your hand
Bound to the flaws of which we cannot see
A slave to politician, is all we'll ever be

She always wondered if
they cared
Always wondered if
it was all a
game of pretend...again
She found it hard
to trust
after all the
pains from days long
run away
We
always wondered how she
could produce the sweetest
of tunes just by entering
the room with
the brightest of smiles she
carried on through
her days
not a soul
knew of the past that
blazed
At times she felt
inside so
crazed
with heartbreak and
betrayal but she,
Determined to be a Light
shined brightest
when it mattered

We're all wrong
but
we think we're
Right
I guess thats better than being Left
behind
to fend for the self in this
dark
cold world
still,
the sky shines kinda bright
at night
doesn't it?

Oil, oil, black as night
Tonight we stand tonight we fight
You say it's yours but we don't care
Give us oil, that's what's fair!
War we bring cuz war we want
Missiles will sing a tyrants haunt
Flag of glory tonight made gory
Bodies will die, that's our story!
Fury ignites, revenge takes flight
Bomb us again you never will!
Tonight we come in, for the ****
Yeah we america, we so real!
We got all the oil, We can steal!
It's ours, now can we end this war?
Or will money forever make us a *****...

The face is
a...
Canvas
of radiant
everwarming
everlonging
ever...saying
everything that matters in this
world

We say so much
with
so little

We think too much
and too
little

We do just and never
enough

But life must go on
So
let's just keep
smiling

I am distracted by
my love for you girl from
California
Who thrived on the needle..
the drip drip of bliss supreme I
see your passion for
all things living
a spirit was never known to
be more free
your ever-so-***** blonde
hair
soft against my touch the
way your cheeks
jiggled
as we played
the constant journeys
to
    and
fro
you would always go...
but you always came back

If you can
write it
on a whim they said,
then
do it
we will constantly be
bombarded
by difference
so
what matter whether the words listed
speak
to the soul or not?
Shakespeare was a poet
and
he said
to be or not be

if the breadth of
life
circulates my being then
I will
be

I sit in my room
and
notice my guitar
filling me with its radiance
a glimmer of light
shining brightly upon the
softly colored mahogany
it beckons,
calling me to strike ever-so-gently the
strings

to paint on the canvas of
silence
such is my calling

I reach for the instrument but
things are
different, this time
I find not the vibrant breath of music but
the self,
determined and
willing to lay-bare its heart to
the world
my eyes are opened
I am aware and
I breathe life into my lungs
for the first time

I only intend to pierce the steel
of my shadows
to waddle in sin
and let go
of the frolicking discrepancies

You're such a
Neanderthal
your
barbaric ways will be the death of
us
the truth shines bright
like the star in our sky
but
you stopped seeing
long ago
when they lied about
God

Everyone
has been hurt
and so
the love they felt
as a child has been
lost like
most things and
how wonderful it would be
if tender spirits
could re-enter
the world

Everything
leaves an impression on
us
but we never know
where it
leads

Don't act
like you love me
when my face
turns
for half a millisecond
I hear thick
whispers
chanting, the
darkest curses tossed
at my name
these lovely ears of mine
these beautiful sound nets
capture
your dark melodies
fine,
just fine thank you
Don't act
like you love me

I am about
to write a most beautiful
poem
for the stars of the sky
are akin to the sea
with life in every corner of
the universe and we
will see soon, so soon
that corruption
has left us used up and
it's time for paradise on
Mother earth...
so our
fingers will touch
many hands will join and
the connection will be felt
by All

The months pass by
The children play their silly games
I wonder which step to take
Next
My dreams are filled with thoughts of
New places and
Exciting things
But
My car broke down
And all I'm getting is
the side of the road

let it be known
be shown
what there is for eyes to see
we will grow
and die
and live
and be
with
and without
but the balance is everything and
the Present is all that
exists

Double down
stumbling
through mountains
of my own assholery
enjoying the range
of ******
left in my wake

once upon a time
they apologized less
men were men
and
able to test their mettle
of courage and bravado
but
now emptied of all
filled with remorse
the only word they know
is 'sorry'

Let it be
Let them see
We will rise
From the sea
As we grow we leave behind
All the stupid
simplicities and
lies
Time moves flowing
Day by night
Things happen moment
to
moment
We think we're in control but
We're not
Eyes open to the truth and
The fighting stops

let them
find you God knows
they will
let them do as
they please
as you watch from the
sidelines
thinking On humanity's
frivolous
Sisyphean superfluic activities
beliefs are dare-eye-say
worthless yet we
hold on
ever so dearly to
the things that
**** us
a
fact or
two could save
us all but
we'd rather
spank
our
differences

write a
Poem they said
it's good for
soul and the
beater of veins
the days they drag
on and people they
see dreams fall to
pieces
and the others
leave but
we want to lay our
eyes upon their beautiful
faces again and this
gets tough
tougher when the casket
has closed so
We
persevere
the world is dog
eat dog
they say but it's
not it's
get along or ****...
it seems the
bloodlust is stronger
than the will to
connect

Inside at times she felt
so crazed and on the
pulpit remained
unfazed
in about the house
she lazed
with figure shining
bright as light
the men who witnessed
bore the sight
with the darkness she'd take them
through the night
chilling souls
and
leaving blight

always with a smile
never a worry or
care
she cared
nothing for these
jaded lovers
unless they were
under her covers
she played a ***** game
but,
when you look at the rest
it's all the same
heartbreak
and
love
are similar strains

Long live
the ones who
die
tomorrow, for a new day is
on The Rise
And the wise
they tremble
And the bold
they tremble
And the meek
smile on and on
because they've got nothing
better to do

Another man's shoes never quite fit
the way you'd expect them to
but hey
go figure,
it's the walk that shapes the feet
and everyone's gone places
they would never visit
again

we think we're all on the same page
but
we're writing different books

we think we're literate but
we can only read our own story
and somehow,
every message we send is
unintentionally
encrypted
in ways the greatest minds couldn't decipher
yet we all look up and see
the same sky
the same moon
the same stars
and we all call this land
Own

the day shone
when you filled
your lungs
with the breath of
my love
so long ago but my thoughts
visit you
from time to time
and I see how I have
changed

People try to say
too little
with so much
and it comes out scrambled
and wrong
like a cookie
on a large plate

So! sweet victory of
youth
eternally looking
for nothing
better

Four bottles litter the floor
but life I do adore
people drink and see
the present is all that be

I have a bug under my skin
crawling within the depths of my
soul
it fritters on and about
like a teapot
short and stout
ready to release the contents of its
spout
screaming and shouting
LET ME OUT!

it loves to write
frightening details
on starry nights

Charge your
phone
before you leave
the
house or they'll
know
how little you
like
them

You can't
just
carelessly
toss about
words
and expect people to
call it a poem

I don't give a ****,
that's what the singers say
and somehow
it goes top 20 and
the wise ones
they laugh,
they snicker,
because the ones that don't care
make a song about it

we live today in a world
where being different gets you
shamed
but,
if we're all different
what's the difference?

sometimes it's better to let art be

Insect carcassi
litter the floor
but
who has time
to go out and buy
a floor sweep with
sturdy wooden handle
that doesn't snap
while ridding the world
of your bug ridden plight

Battle-borne
broken
strung out
And
looking for more

A boy woke up
And was alive
He died the next day
True story

It's been a while since I've
rattled with prose for
poetry is
prose with more
fashion,
style,
finesse

the heart ticks for all but
the veins
they are filled with
lust for different desires

we battle over taste,
over
bread crumbs

soon we will forget who
we once were
but...
first we must forget
who we are today

The wind dances about
me
the Sun warms my
eyelids as I look down
at my shoes
it's
chilly but
the beer makes it
okay
the singer is
gentle and
maybe these phones have
value after all and
I am in
love

Somehow
the floor isn't
sticky anymore
yet I'm rooted,
stuck in this same
eternal
lackluster state of
having everything
I could ever want

they all wish to be here
while I only desire to hunger
to yearn - to thirst
for the next...

People
they smile more
these days and
they don't seem to notice
for the past was much filled with
bloodshed
and
misery
hunger and famine
with the darkest
and coldest
of winters

people once shivered naked
in the snow
and today we control
the
elements
of mother nature
in our home

bandits once littered the dusty roads and
vultures flew always nearby knowing the outcome of
the days events

sure, people still ponder on their next meal
but
there are more fatties than there used to be

the keys I
touched
and unlocked My
heart
as warmth
radiated From the
hammering of strings I
remember
days long gone
when the sweet
ivory spoke to
soul and
I made a friend

In the room of relief
where
dreams are caught
and
nested on the rim of
the seat
before flushing them
with the rest
of your appetite

Look mom
it's broken
the clock you gave me
stopped ticking
long ago
no hands
no face
lost in impressions
and wondering
where it all went wrong
but
ever willing
to stand the test
of time

We look
how
we look and
we are
what
we are
but
eyes were never meant to be
avoided
open the window to
the soul and become
whole again
the wind
the stars
the sky
it's all
for
you

I can't stop
laughing haha
words are so ****
funny
lol
except when they
bleed
into the pages
and leave
scars
in the deepest recesses of
flesh that
haunt you as you
dream at night
killing every
fairy detail
in the fairy world you
escape to
the moment
you close
your eyes