there was a man
with hair on his face
it grew and grew
all over the place

there was no place
it did not grow
a face so hairy
only his eyes did show

his big thick beard
was almost black
but red and blonde hairs
he did not lack

over his lips and ears
it did so drape
so he took his scissors
and began to shape

he took his time
he snipped with care
but in the end
he cut too much hair

his hair lay in a clump
within his hands he did cup
and thought to himself
well i ****** this all up

looking in the mirror
he really felt sad
thinking back 5 minutes
to the beard he just had

all and all
this really did blow
but it will be back
in a few weeks or so

At her wheel again
Spinning and spinning
What will be the output, joy or pain?
Far, far away it is from our knowing,
Only the young sun on the east can tell.

A perfect dilution
Of sweet and bitterness,
Who dares the separation?
No one could endure the tediousness
Only her and her alone.

Wheel as you will
Its joy and pain we've all seen
What now will it be?

Sadness may be a lover's world
Loneliness its dark gray clouds
Yet, love's beauty stands out
Like a spotless white dove
Flying against, a somewhat, eternity of blackness.

Oh the silly things we do for love
She smites us and make us cry
But away we wipe the tears and wear a hopeful smile
So that all pain gets concealed behind a thick mud wall of love

The longer the cry lasts
The tears begin to melt the mud wall away.
All the flickering stars of hope fades away,
Of emptiness, loneliness and emotional pains the heart begins to ail

Each day dawns wearing a new face
The sun smiling and yearning for a smile back
In the rays of the sun
You will feel the warmth of my love
And in the stillness of every song
Hear my heart beating strong
Oh yes, it is all in love and nothing wrong

If this love is true
Though it burns me and you,
Even through this emotional storm  
She will bring us safely home.

I love you, dearly, I really do.

Dear lovely , take my coarse hands
Let me lead us to a wonderland .
Across this gorgeous green sea we
shall sail
To that place where love ' s sun
never goes pale
Where our hearts will never , again ,
ail .
The moon has aged thus grand
Here , sit with me on this sea
shore ' s sand
From whence we will watch hand
in hand
While we listen to our loving hearts
pound.
Lets count the night sky' s stars
And tell how lovely and beautiful
they are .
Lets watch the milky way fall to the
earth
And make silent wishes in our
hearts .
Ahh , beautiful lay here by my side
And lets listen to nature ' s lovely
lullaby
As we recount the great time

There in the mirror,
My jaw dropped from the terror
Of what I ' ve become

National treasury, the room
Government, the broom
Its citizenry the mop.

Tornado of thoughts
Whirling with this troubled clouds.
How did we get here?
The answer? Who cares?
The trampled remember the past
The trampler, in the present bask.

Humanity, the trending fraud.
Ages ago, who would've thought
Man is reduced to fear
Death lurks everywhere
Though that is the least of them all
Other accompanying devils deal their far worst blows.

Is it still a man's (human's) world?
My boomeranging thought.
If it still is
Justify this.
How come there are more guns
Than there are humans?
More killings than births?
More wars than peace-advancement seminars?

If truth has only one perspection
By now, we should be standing on the same vantage point

The world ie now no more than a chess board
We are; the chess pawns;
Bishops and knights;
With queens and kings,
At the summit of this prism

Is this what humanity was designed to become?
I bet, we are just a compromised generation.