What's hard about being honest?
Let them know that it's a contest
True love will only win the race
Like the turtle at a slow pace

Tell me how you really feel
What's hard about being real?
It's not about playing games
Feelings have to be the same
Not exactly but be true

If perception is deceived by one
Then step back and send them
Elsewhere on their path

Most want a character unfaked and pure
But how can we be so sure?
Think you found the "one"
That it's not just for fun?
If so, and that's what you want too
By all means, you do you

What's hard about this game we play?
I don't really want to play
What I want is genuine in existence

I want solid ground
I want intrinsic value in the flesh
An undeniable flame
Games put to rest

The waves of your fingertips tracing around my back. Comforting sighs humming smiles nestled in your neck. Kisses upon kisses layered on your cheeks. Like Shakespeare in hamlet, "Sweets to my sweet."

Crawling into bed, this scent is such a tease. Rolling over in my sleep. Snuggling  blankets and sheets. I want you here. Keep my embrace when you leave. Return with interest. Ten fold if you'd please.  Everything you give me is exactly what I need. Don't change a thing. Don't change anything.  I'll give my love to the one I adore. I'll give my heart to you, mi amor.

And so I say this, in the cheesiest way...I ask you to be my Valentine not on Valentines day?

Tear these walls rip them down
Nothing left to be found
Except for skies of brighter days
The brilliance of it persuades
Me to redeem myself
From the burdens exile

Don’t make  a big promise
And prove that you’re weak
Make me a promise
You promise to keep
Something for my worries
Something for my sleep
Something for these dreams
I have of finally being free

Paint these walls bright and new
Something resilient
Paint a vision that requires truth
Paint a wonderful work of art
Paint something brilliant
Comfortably content
Paint this vision that I see
Into something flying free

Paint these hills into skies
Ocean bound widened eyes

Grow from a seed
Extend vertically
From a crack in concrete
Stretching with relief

These bangs make me look up
Already make eye contact,
like a boss
Friend days "sup?"
I say "wuddup?"
I hear "go hard"
What does that mean?
Do your best
Through what I see,
It is keep on keeping calm
And keep on singing songs.
Whatever makes you happy
Corny as ****, whistle a tune
Not give a ****, or a ****
Or a promise
Viewed from your lips
If that's what it is, ****.

Let's go skate, I'll  meditate
Everyday, against a current
Staying strong and keeping along
In the present day
What do you all say?

Fall asleep on a still ocean
Wake up on a cloud
Still dreaming
Wake up on a star
Almost there
In the darkness

Open my eyes and I finally see planets, galaxy
around me

Whatever makes you happy
In your dreams and overcame fears.
Never stopping 'til the heart is content, transpired peacefulness through energy.

When sleeping, my hair is up above me
If this is when I am free in the end...
Hair cut? Thinking so, why not?
Allow it to go because it'll be too hot to touch the shoulders
Longing to be with the fresh palm trees,
Fresh springs and great eat.
Frizbees, mountains, deserts heat is where I need to be.
Squishy feeling
underneath my feet.
and again more trees
Keeping me on my way
Trucking' along
Singing more songs
in the summer's rain
Tap dancing and I'm gone.

What is truth?
That's an easy question
Actually, that's in a different demention, with words spinning around it, like a universe.
From chest, lips to ear, the hearer is not relating from the original scene.
You "had to be there" moment is what's very keen to truth.
The truth is inside of you.
That means that you and I or me and you, don't know what its like, inside each others life.
But here I am
And there is you
First site may be the end to some
But judge not because I am just one
"I am a Soul and Have a body"
A wise man Gar, once said.
I know we go on
there is no end.
Live life to the fullest
If not Yolo was dead...
Plenty of lives ahead
To the top of a pyramid
Of whatever we are
A cookie crum lost in space
The light of a burnt out star

Anything is possible
Dream among the starts
Is said because we are the sky

Our roots hold us down
Pressing soil away
Growing through the pain
Rocks as anchors
Til they are ripped away
The once hurtful thing
Getting in the way
Grasping on and taking hold
Foundation for home
Up-rooted and move
"It goes on" a poet once said
So I say, look ahead.
Life may be fast but it's not short
Choose a path to walk, grow, learn,love, glow.

A match with the slightest, indeliberate provoktion,
wraths a sudden conflagration.

The depth of words, found in hate and bitterness,
disgustingly project with hope of hurt.

Revenge is worst when once kind gestures turned to grudges
are clinged, to be backfired.

Enough has been enough.
I'm not sorry anymore
For you being insecure
Show boating your nickles and dimes
Pursuiting happiness through lines
Hit your head while upside down
When you come crashing from that cloud
What is it you have left?
Nobody left at your side
Certainly not pride

Really need to get some sleep
My mind is not containing peace
Listening to a lot but hearing nothing
Eyes are heavy but no sleep

Maybe it's the time of year
Stress filled eyes come and leer
Only 3x initial worth, "a steal"
Reappear year after year

Joy is something from the heart
Tis the season from the start
Of everyday we shall be blessed
Not just December so compressed

I don't have much to live for
But I've got a life to live
Not much money in my pocket
But enough for a social drink
Let me think Let me think
I've got sneakers on my feet
Good thoughts in my head
Life is more than money
Life is more than popularity
Life is but a dream to live
Let it be Let it be
Let us live without the greed
I've got more to live for
These people that I meet
Soulful, true and real
This is what I live for
The real deal
Long road ahead
Let it be, what it is
Whatever that is.


9:41pm
Jan 24th, 13