Love: You can't shut it out, like the crashing of a wave,
Once it starts there is no stopping it
So I try to enchant you with my smile,
But I'm afraid it's just not your style

I try to impress you with my brain,
But nothing changes- it's all the same
I try to reach out, but you're not there;
My lonely heart grabs at air

My heartstrings reach out and cling to yours
My heart an eagle, my heart soars
Then the drawbridge goes up and the walls come down
My abysmal heart is left with a frown

I try to still my hearts ache;
My love I'll give, your love I'll take
Why won't you just be at my side ?
To love and to hold, to talk and confide

But you never notice- you don't care !
To love me, you wouldn't dare
The stars shine down on my empty soul
If you would just love me it would make me whole.

As the brown eyed lady approached the scene,
she speaks no words, she has no grin
She walks at a fast pace, at her workplace...
She whispers in a soft, but troubled, voice, "Can you hear me ?"

She works hard, long hours
She loves her work, but feels no power
Again, that inner voice says, "Can you hear me ? Can you hear me ?"
She's often described in many words by how she looks and how

she feels...passive, crazy, lonely, stubborn, distant and depressed.
Again the woman says "yes" but with a soft deep inner voice,
"Can you hear me ?"
After all the attention she was supposed to have sought,

Did you hear her ? Did you hear her pain ?
The sadness, the hurt, the embarrassment, the shame
She felt she needed to keep inside so deep, what flame ?
Did some one hear me ! I did ! For I'm your friend;

Jesus, I hear you !

Proned to inner fear we shed a tear from a heavy blow
Shadows torn in mere desolation willingly appear
For I shed a single tear to help numb the inner pain
While all the waiting world is totally insane
Standing behind pillars in time will turn to salt
We smash mouths exploding against the wall
The decorum looks modest at first then the push
A certain fixed ember from the closed shiver
The belly of the beast sounds the alarm to come home
With painted glass of an illusion across it's form
Some may even curse the very day they were born
Torn helpless in the emergency ward with long lines
Working today can give anyone a heart attack
We claim the moments filled with snap shot memories
Of certain faces that will leave viable traces
The belly of the beast explodes in mere celebration
It's gravitational pull may bring some down
With the sudden applause of thunder feeling restless & alone
Painted faces as if they are socially wandering wizards among us
Scattered fragments on the midnight moon all a glow
The surface of the moon is now stuck in the middle of decay
The ancients prayed to be set free from such a scene yet
We dine alone never intended for any luxury exposed
Out of tragic circumstances we all must live to take part of the dance

the pain inside
threatens the honesty
we hide behind four walls
burrowed pews with sawed off shot guns

those once claimed innocence in your eyes
has been poured out by wrath from a broken heart
the dull sky takes me away to this place
where suicide is never a solution

Opleth
the notion of angelic fervor in its vested remedy
Satan desires the dripping off of blood out of the mouth's side
still we run away & hide

to a field with sullen dreams
the stench of suicide gives way to love's embrace
evil minds that plug destruction
wandering aimlessly through darkened portals

viscous long hanging fangs that bite
eyes with spots having holes
out of the brilliance of the ****** existence
a clear awakening evokes

with both hands open in the air
we then surrender to the very notion of twilight fervor
A sparkling array of blissful care
to reach Opleth with every fiber of my being

springs forth the loving praise of a heavenly attribute
A new day has just begun
aim your arrow to the sun & have a bit of fun

When he suffers, I suffer
When he sheds a tear, my heart breaks
His struggles become my struggles
I can taste his desire for independence

Trapped in a body that no longer
Adheres to his commands
Treated as an infant
By those who do not understand

He begs for people to listen
He pleads for a moment alone
He fights for a chance to try by myself
And, at night, he prays...

And I cry...
If only I could take your place
If only I could make you whole
if only I could take you back to yesterday

But I am allowed only to stand by your bedside
And, at night, I pray with you.

The things you don't do shine so bright
Like flashlight in the middle of the night.
The things you do well blend in like,
Camouflage in the shadows of others light.

Your hard work is barely seen,
Hiding your stress behind the scenes.
Always confronted about the things
That everyone sees.
You barely hear a positive thing.
At times it feels as if
You're living out a bad dream.

Never though this feeling would last so long,
Feels like a roller coaster going on and on.
No stopping point nearby,
So you stay in one place a cry.
Missing a shoulder to lean on
Wishing someone was there to lean on.

Blending in like camouflage
And no one knows where to find you.
People stare you straight in the face,
Yet they don't see your face.

The things you don't do shine so bright
Like flashlight in the middle of the night.
The things you do well blend in like
Camouflage in the shadows of others light.

Working hard in the dark,
In the light you miss the mark.
Like shooting blanks at a target
Or grocery shopping with empty pockets.

It doesn't add up, when you actually try,
No one's around to cheer you on.
When you make a mistake,
You can't catch a break.
When the pressures on you feel the heat
This is your chance to really speak.

So ready to prove yourself, take a step of faith
Every eye is on you standing in the spotlight.
But then you make a mistake,
And all eyes turn away;
Laughing as everyone walks away.

The things you don't do shine so bright
Like flashlight in the middle of the night.
The things you do well blend in like,
Camouflage in the shadows of others light.

Sits beside his window, his red-rimed eyes
Unseeing
In his mind are sunsets and rainbows,
And shining stars in the dense cold blackness

Of space
He listens to the laughter of children, mixed
With the static roar of the engines
Of ancient warplanes,

And longs for the cool, loving caress
Of the sea
He dreams of a place where every decision
Is right,

And every game played
Is won
And the mezzo-forte of day diminishes
To the pianissimo of dusk, he wonders,

Did I do it right ?
May I play
Again ?

Plug this one check it on the mic



when I was young I never hurted anyone

making love was just for fun now those days are gone



yesterday was such a simple game we used to play

awe but then let's face it still gets easier today



got to relax in this here rhyme game without no shame

beauty to eye is in a hot beach with hot ******* in my reach



pulling up my Buick to get in the shade

sipping on no magic tonic just simple lemonade



let's get back to the basics and push on the door that's true

perhaps I have bitten off far more then I could chew



playing Spring Love with Stevie B on the radio

shopping for the latest trend for my favorite clothes



got an old Tupac Shakur tee shirt

beats alone with Fat Joe & What's Luv



a slice of a pie as I rise on the scene

I'm your friend the sonic machine



everyone believes in something but what

all this trash on t.v. makes me want to throw up



got to take back to the old school way

when family & friends used to bow the knee to pray



but today you say it ought not be that way

Fetty Wapp blowing up the scene



got cops with blue hats acting very mean

come Sunday everyone wants to be your friend



bet its safe to hold your breath & count to the number 10

De La Sol with Me, Myself & I



got to keep it real no cheap thrill in the back of my car

save your money for the honey that you meet at the bar

why do some people get away with things and others don't
people are people so why should it be you and I appear awfully

no one questions anymore no one has a voice
it's the blind leading the blind soon will fall into a ditch

all the hero's and legends I knew as a child turned into idols of clay
don't you believe in what t.v. or the radio says about you

many seek for solace amidst the inner plight of silence
death is there doormat they squeeze all the love out of you

some seek to drawn there sorrows in a bottle like no tomorrow
the impulse of a hug takes a back seat with cheap lust

why does one equate logic for fear ?
I sit again in the silence alone,

minds that plug for bitter destruction in their brain washed minds
how it rains on the just & unjust...

a tug at the heart will light the inner spark to what I've been waiting for....
man has constructed living pyramids to honor their dead,

the notion of no atheists in fox holes
I don't debate them anymore only choose to love them instead

the walking dead having viscous hanging fangs that bite...
dot the i's and cross the t's

we resign as living socialites in our miniature soldier war
a toast of friends only to discover there is no love in their hearts

there are heads in the street for a burning cause but for what ?
they all claim its a banner of love but its hate in disguise

a lover in life is not the sinner
weak willed tyrants feeling a funeral in their brain

Why is love cheap lust these days get back to the basics
we choose to hide behind the false garb of compromise

Can't we see through all those twisted Satanic lies ?

a tiny seed was dropped out from a farmer's bag
onto the fertile soil in time roots would spring up
through the duration of time we have created a rhyme
a pulse of the heart will light the spark to where we need to go

What hurts you the most ? Is it fear or death ?
the tranquil pier on a clear brisk morn
clouds over hang to bring a pale atmosphere
each of us elapse in our own inner thoughts

reckless wanderers as distant nomadic herdsmen
with all the twists and turns through snap shot variation in a dream
we then come to a better understanding from deeper within
love is the essence of our eternal existence

learn to cultivate honest laughter with a smile
to know all the great while we each our accountable
Oh, Lord, I love you so much
Possessing such a forgiving touch

Praising your name doesn't seem enough
Through past times that were so rough,
No matter where or what I may do,
My path always leads to you

Life is not a mystery to me;
It's all about setting one's self free
Lord, you make me feel whole and complete
Knowing only I can ever cause my defeat

Keep me from all that which is profane
Humble me Lord, in Jesus name
My heart is forever in the Lord
Where all stand fast of one accord

In this world I am but flesh and bone
I no longer wander, I have found my home.

through the duration in time
we have created a rhyme
finding solace amidst the quest of nature
now is the expectant hour

a pull at the heart will light a spark to what we need to know
love has won yet it also has lost humanities heaviest cost
yet these are desolate times yet we settle for ill faded rhymes
The night sky is dark, the stars
and moon can not be seen, the wind

blows cold over my dark and creepy grave,
The roots grow deep into my coffin of death
the dirt is heavy and hard to breathe under
the weeds grow tall above my tombstone,

my name is not readable my face is
forgotten my body is decayed my soul
is yearning to be joined with my master
but I am afraid of the great light I

have to pass through to get to the pearly gates of heaven.
I lie in the dark solemn slumber
of death and life, in a forgotten world,
A world which I once lived in,

a world that forgot me, my dreams and my undying soul
I am the forgotten one, and it grows
harder and harder for my soul to breathe
yet in the distance a portal a glimmer of light

Love at last appeared out of the duration of its illumination
a beacon of light to a much hurting world in need of hope

in reluctance to the search from within
the vase jar still hangs by the window sill
there are voices in my head no whispering
a very faint sound of selfish fervor

inside we hide behind four walls
alone again in the vanquished torment
Tranquility
a house by an ocean sound with quaint colors

the vested remnants of a porch swing hung outside in patio
traffic outside the hallway with squeals of children laughing
memories of salt in the air from the brisk breeze
a tree would often loom basking in the sway

the inner pendulum of silence etched inside
to gaze on the outside with inner tranquility
to bask in the vast breeze would quench my thirst
I'll record these moments on pen with paper

whispers...
a very faint cry of sadness
one may evoke fear from its madness
Illumination

angelic fervor with a residue of sweet honey
the fervent cry of birds in sequence
a diseased tree just making it past Autumn
life is made up with moments alone in time

Sublime
a call to tranquility,
to light the inner spark of what we need to know
Calling from the realm of passion released to intertwine

A challenge to be free is a question of time

There is a brightened light within us all

In radiant sight through its weary decor
A pivotal call to look ahead
The more you sow the less you shed
An armchair memorial onto its beckoning call

In the great distance through its coral light

A brightened spot where a light house piers bright
Through foolish dreams that may shake in flight
An anchor now holds to forget the night
Outside in caged fury as a lantern inside

In fallen leaves asunder which then run away & hide

Just as we know that the sun may rise
Without fail every dawn
We can essentially fully trust in God
In moments of blackened darkness

Yet the light house still stands as a lasting reminder

To always think positive amidst adversity
Through uncertain times leading to caged fury
When the whole entire world seems to be a bit crazy
Quite in a bit in a hurry

The light house still continues to stand

~

In Ardent Meadows

Fallen dew on the ground in ellaborate form
To subside in timeless appease a call
To delve in the ambiance of its elaborate form
Silence has a clear motive as a delicate appreciation to form;

Silence has a very conclave yet clear motive
As an appreciation to its form
In Ardent Meadows
Some may lay helpless as in a caged fury

Others ponder its forbidden resolution as in some societal social outcast...

Yet service has been negated in its twisted formation
Gone our all the days to frolic in a haze
Being stuck in a hole as a mouse is in its maze
We chase after things as in sifted wheat in the wind

Strong holds approach in its visible light

We have given into evil compromise ungrateful taste
In swollen features in a covered face
Our logic in its tainted form
To appease the solution from its plausible norm

Some may even curse the day they were actually born
To summon a sweltering demise as in a viable solution
A viable taunt within mediocre resolution
In vegetation will reach its nost curious solution

~
Romancing The Stone

Wandering as in a nomadic tribe blnded eyes

Within its swollen asps in taunt to fear
To carry on in its plausible tear
In reluctant demise one word to its wise
With chosen asps we have such a strong hold of shame

Yet who our we to blame

An army of desolate yet angry men
A given chance at which to humbly depend
Within sweltering heat the blood shed in our street
These are violent times

We then evoke tempers with fire to soothe our desire

Still the story unfolds as the pages are turned
For one heart will soar while the other is soon to burn
In passion or intellect as in its caged fury to fire
A warm desire in logic nor that in heavy fear

For I had shed a single tear to numb it's inner pain

Just not having her in my arms was driving me insane
Romancing the stone never leave a poor heart alone
Every night & every day are troubles are slipping away;

~

Today I Can See

Today I can see beyond the hidden pain in a dream

In virtual sadness leaving man totally insane
Today I can see a very narrow way
Reflective in a given sense to wallow in a dream
With reflective solemn moments in silent stream

Gone our all the days we used to social frolic in a haze

Today I can see a given sense of pride inside
Yet to negate in its initial humility
A barrage of faint whispers amidst timeless chatter
Today I can see a new monastic way of existence matter

Today I can fully understand the approach that a novice will take;

Some may even stand in horror instead of filled cheer
Today I can visibly see a vision that will accept equality
Many our in the game yet where are the even playing,
Today I can see nobody questions anymore

There is no mutual freedom as it once was before

Others negate biblical truth for what is based in a lie
Today I can see a promise rather the turning of the tide
Where as others simply equate logical persuasion
By which to humbly run away & hide;

Today I can visibly see a totally different story
Some have emmersed in fatal toxic caged fury
Others contemplate the jest or that of some hung jury.

an ocean breeze fills up your senses
the seagulls flock overhead
inside there is something stirring
as if heathers exploding within
shadows block the temptress taunts
alone in the silence,

couples running naked through the sand
happy people with eyes gashed with glee
somber moments were unleashed to revere
a volcanic hot ash experience
cascading..

does fear grip you the most ?
why does one equate logic as fate ?
burning desire inside yet we still high behind four walls
the chemistry is elusive in its solvent decorum
shades of green Pine embers fallen in a nearby grass knoll

we can escape if we drift
to hear the vast expanse of the Timber Wolf dash
yet never to distinguish right from wrong all is relative
let the time stop now no use looking back at the plough
in heavy burrows as if the fox had escaped through

many today escape through a prison in their mind
only to get locked up in chains
the demise of Satanic laughter filters through the duration
yet hope keeps one alive through the pain
a chance at beautiful brevity loosed in the moment
many swallow the debris of left over road ****

only to infuse a sense of togetherness
as we near this place with whom we seek
perhaps its in the never world beyond explanation
yet we still have a pulse to believe the impossible

Shoot for the stars !

As life's burdens collapse on my shoulders
And reality knocks me off my feet
I realize that time has again arrived
to escape to my beach retreat

I feel the closest to my Lord possible
as the golden sand envelops my toes
Here I enjoy our sacred relationship
as my spiritual faith in him grows

Witnessing waves breaking into a clear blue sky,
Tell me, who could ask for more ?
What better place to relish God's work
than sitting on the ocean's shore

I have yet to outgrow my beach retreat
in spite the years that I grow older
I'll always associate the beach as a refuge...
A place where I can encounter the vast meaning of life

a place to lean on my Lord God's shoulders.

You woke one morning feeling like an unhappy song,
So empty and sad, where has love gone ?

With an ache in your heart and thoughts of the past,
Where has love gone, why didn't it last ?

A moment ago you were so happy and then, it's hard to
Figure out, when did it end

You try to recapture a moment of bliss, why did it have
To happen like this. Where has love gone; when did it leave;
Why am I so unhappy and why do I still grieve ?
Like the end of a season it came to past; what was the reason,

Why didn't it last ? The change came so gradually, why couldn't
I foresee this tragedy

I stand at the window, gazing at the sun, wondering what it was
I could have done. I try to recapture happiness long past;
Where has love gone, why didn't it last ?

The contentment and peace of that day on the beach, but a lost
Love I cannot reach. If I could have foreseen it would come to

This, I would have protected my moment of bliss,
As seasons come and go, the season for love will come again I
know. And when it does, I will relive this love and hold it fast
My lost love will come again and I know it will last.

Shackled From The Madness

Written by: Mario Vitale
Save the drama for your momma
Shackled
We look deeper then ever before
Lest I implore
Darkened caverns all around
Fountains with water to quench
Through the lens of a man
When to understand
The lapse in memory to uphold
Crazy dragons in the fire
The fuel for the mire
Cries with the faint in heart
Viscous long hanging fangs that fright
Evil minds that plug destruction
Having tombstones for eyes
The elusive imagery of blackened caverns
To dull the innate surface on my brain
Satan laughing spreads his wings
The gallows of darkened mysterious décor
Shackled from the madness
The inner swell of an opened wound
Gone are the days I used to frolic in a haze
Today I'm just a mouse who is stuck in a maze
Going insane spread out in the membrane

a quest to see the dream of you
long faint cries of driveled hue

through her shattered cries I can still hear
a faint whisper of a pin drop

solace the mast of a chalice place
eyes with spots having holes

you suffer in silence onto the next episode
to hold you in my arms as a cage of fear

to numb the inner silence from the pain
not having you in my arms is driving me insane

thirst for words to quench our desire
take it higher then a funeral parlor

she dances in a ring of fire
yet throws off its challenge with a shrug

to love is the mere essence of my existence
we must endure with hearts saturated with truth

this is in order to withstand the true test of time
sublime

heavy hearts out on a whim
we have come to depend upon a power greater then self

some insist on putting that book right back on the shelf
still will take her higher then ever before

to realms unknown as high as the eagles does soar.

eyes with spots
ears yet dull in hearing
sullen asps with dull emotions
viscous long hanging fangs that bite
dripping blood off side
eyes with tombstones in their head

say whatever they feel
pay no attention to what others may think
they are the first to judge
yet for themselves they are perfect
they feel they do nothing wrong
they worship sin, self & Satan

they have hardened their hearts as to see the truth
instead the live in a world based on self
shadows block them only for a season
As a leopard doesn't change their spots so they stay
lost all known sensitivity of what true love is
instead they embark on the hate from within
no one wins in their glamour life of sin

blackened death filled with evil stench in their extremities
dull eyes that close tight at the sound of love's expression
they abort their child in the womb & think nothing of it
trapped in their own tomb of heartless fantasy
they lie, cheat & steal
think nothing of it like its no big deal
when will this madness stop doesn't anyone care ?

The arrow points the way to heaven up above
It is part of God's gift this mission of love
We all need a direction to go with our lives,
There's no better way, there's no compromise

The first step is Jesus as he points the way
It is by his example that we should live each day
He died on the cross so that we can try harder,
To learn of God's wisdom and to love one another

We next must believe with all of our heart,
In God's ultimate goal and our important part
He loves each one of us for what the bible says is true,
But to love and believe in yourself is entirely up to you

As our love grows for what life has to bestow
It should become quite evident what God wants us to know
That the glory of loving others and caring for our fellow man
Is to love almighty God and to carry out his supreme plan

These steps are all necessary for a life ever after
So keep them in mind as you begin your next chapter
We all will falter on our way to the top,
But it's so very important to keep loving and to never stop.

Death, thou was once an uncouth hideous thing,
Nothing but bones,
The sad effect of sadder grones,
Thy mouth was open, but thou could not sing

For we considered thee as at some six
Or ten years hence,
After the loss of life and sense,
Flesh being turned to dust, and bones to sticks

We looked on this side of thee, shooting short;
Where we did find
The shells of fledge souls left behind
Dry dust, which sheds no tears, but may extort

But since our saviors death did put some blood
Into thy face;
Thou art grown fair and full of grace,
Much in request, much sought for as a good

For we do now behold thee gay and glad,
As at dooms day;
When souls shall wear their new array,
And all thy bones with beauty shall be clad

Therefore we can go die as sleep, and trust
Half that we have
Unto an honest faithful grave;
Making our pillows either down, or dust.

Thy voice is on the rolling air;
I hear thee where the waters run;
Thou stand out in the rising sun,
And in the setting thou art fair

What art thou then ? I cannot guess;
But though I seem in star and flower
To feel thee some diffusive power,
I do not therefore love thee less;

My love involves the love before;
My love is vast in passion now
Through mixed with God and nature thou,
I seem to love thee more and more

Far off thou art, but ever nigh;
I have thee still, and I rejoice;
I prosper, circled with thy voice;
I shall not lose thee although I die

Art
Campbell Soup Can
Self portrait
Alone by the camera
Attached to lines formed with illumination
Photographs
A true artist of his time
He surely did shine
Suggesting everyone gets 15 minutes of fame
True art in a symbolic fashion
Seeking the latest trend
All the high hobs would visit him
Was visited by Morrison then asking him to answer a phone from God
Very calm deep aura that he shined
Sound the alarm on the sophisticated social butterfly's of society
His hair was always sticking up at the sides
Always had some dark hidden secret he wanted to hide
Movies was his vent
Colorful decorated pieces of vast extreme
Warhol absorbed life and was never found to be mean
He took us on a mind blower through excerpts of time
Filtered through the very notion of Marlyn in disguise
We all will never forget his taste of magical interludes

Almost Christian

Some mere mortals exist yet from a plated glass
they live by sight not of faith at all.
looking back at the world for comfort & pleasure
Basking in the vast array of sin. self & Satan

yet once they were moved even active in ministry
ever since that day they have fallen away
today they question the existence of their maker
making him appear as a caped crusader

they are the almost Christian my friend
on the day of judgement they will cry out, "Lord, Lord"
they were never really attached to his vine
there heart his far from there maker

yet he has given then enough time to believe
to repent & fall down at the knee
what is my heart felt one last plea ?
Return to your first love with a full heartfelt commitment

Serve the king of kings and the Lord of Lord's
each moment embrace the wonder of the cross
before it's to late leading to a tragic loss

Ink Still Coming Out

This boy rise from the dark corner of a room,
Where there no light for the flower to bloom,
Where the wave, show me the ways,
To amaze you every day,
I squeese my head down,
To see your smile, every sweat drop to the ground,
Every second flow to countdown, i never miss a count,
Just to show my love too astound,
I shout your name, without adout on the highest paramount,
At the lawn, till dawn, Just to see you respawn,
So we will be together forever and i will never ever let you gone,
Your mom and dad on the list, so i make them a tryst,
To let them know, im holdin' your wrist,
huggin' you for the blist,-out,
Before we lift up to the cloud,

Can you hear me, through this beat?
That i cant stay clam, while thinking how beautiful you are,
While you beautifully embalm, me like a shooting star,
That landed in my heart, from the outher space,
From the far i can see that light glazy, shinning from that face,
And now i can get out from this hazing gasling maze,
Dont let me losse it before the next phrase,
Please, i dont want to feel this,
Pain but anything that i should gain,
That the reality when they call me crazy,
Coz im the joker, you my harley quinn,
If im a king, will you be my queen?
I telling you that i love you and i will prove it...

My mouth aint sweet enough make you blush,
I played with word but still can been trust, not for you to flush,
Im your crush not for lust,
To cheer you at high tide never make me tired to fight for my pride to show my gust,
There's a knight, that ready for fight,
For you, day and night,
That who i am, your savior,
Anything happen here even a disaster,
I will save you after my mother,
So she can see, that i want her to see, i save the woman i love,
This is a curse, when i cant durst myself to express myself to the universe,
Serve anythin' that you should deserve,
Emptyin' my purse is my thirst for your love,
List out, so i can bring it out,
This ink still comming out,
I will make never adout my love,
Just like you should deserve..

The term "heavy metal" was coined to describe the loud, driving, guitar-based music popularized in the late 1960s. Over the years, bands have added new connotations to the term. A group called Black Sabbath combined heavy-metal music with occult symbols and odes to the Devil. A few years later, a band named KISS set new standards for outlandish makeup and lewd lyrics.

More recently, groups like Mötley Crüe, Ratt, and Twisted Sister have taken themes of generalized rage, ****** abandon, drug abuse, violence, and despair into the homes of millions of young record buyers. Billboard magazine reported that of the 59 albums certified platinum (signifying 1 million copies sold) last year, 10 were in the heavy-metal category. That figure is up from 5 in 1983. With the growing appeal of heavy-metal music, the National Coalition on Television Violence has called attention to the destructive potential of music videos, many of which graphically depict violence and rebellion.

In contrast to those sinister influences, a new heavy-metal band is shattering the stereotypes. A four-member group called Stryper is adding a Christian dimension to heavy-metal music. The band's members—wearing costumes adorned with chains and metal studs—look like members of other popular heavy-metal groups. Stryper's latest album was released by the same record company that launched Mötley Crüe and Ratt. But that is where the similarities end.

The lyrics to Stryper's songs, and the band's on-stage performance, distance it from its secular counterparts. During concerts, the four-man band throws Bibles into the audience. In a song called "From Wrong to Right," Stryper sings: "So ...

The Will To Live

There is a perilous thought in mind,
The desire to go on is gone,
The need to be needed, dissipates

Past the wasteland of this empty existence lies a baron field of clay
Clay that was once rich soil,
Soil that breathed life into green grass,
grass that bloomed fragrant flowers,

Flowers that swayed in gentle, cooling breezes,
The breezes are now violent
Sandy windstorms blow the decay of burning anger and
echoes of lies that grow larger and louder with time

Why keep trying to make them understand ?
Why keep trying to convince, only you
There's no reason to dwell in the past, but from the past
we build strength and action

The past can destroy hope for the future if clung too tightly to
We try to let go, but cannot
by letting go,
there is an emptiness in the soul that can never be filled

What a mortal conflict
Will it ever end ?

Fond Remembrances

The months, the years, so swift pass by
And often, I have pondered as to why
We can't slow them as they fly
Some moments, to savor longer

Many pleasant times that I recall
When I wasn't very old at all
Flat on my back to grass I'd fall
To watch cotton clouds, float by

Then other times, from memories sweet,
At end of day with summer's heat,
My dad would bring us kids a treat
And let us make some sodas

But now we're older, me and you
Unsure of what it is we do
To retain the warmth of love so true
With which our Lord, has blessed us

These are the good old days, my dear,
That we'll recall in distant year
A soft, sweet song is what we'll hear
As we remember them, together

Why do the good men get the bad luck?

Not moving cuz they all stuck

Going down stead a up

With not a person to love

Cuz being kind

All the time

Just ain’t good enough

You’ll get thrown out with the other stuff

Blown away by big guys actin’ tough

Shame life is now outta puff

Though you’ve taken the smooth with the rough

Now you guys are like “so what?”

There just isn’t any use in trying

When the bad guys do all the hiring

Those who’re stabbing people’s backs

Getting through to fast track

Right to the top, no looking back

Whilst I’m stuck with the old pack

Whose boss is full of crap

Cuz the good ones who ain’t as bad

Are the needles in the haystack

All I gotta say say is ****

Why am I getting all the setbacks?



It’s unjust

Be bad or bust

What are we hurting each other for

The world is poor

The human race is so sore

No compassion anymore

Why is it all so unjust?



I’m the boy with the crooked smile

Can’t look in the mirror, reflection’s vile

Causing me to spit out bile

Leaving grown men running a mile

Cuz people they just judge on style

So if your face ain’t flash n’ wild

You’re gonna go nowhere

For a while

Don’t care if inside you’re fire

As long as the outside’s mild

They just don’t hire

How on earth did it get this dire?

No one looking for character

They’d rather you’re a liar

Or have a rich father

Otherwise it’s so much harder

Getting noticed by those in power



It’s unjust

One side living it up

The other dying for love

Of a home or cause

Not believing in wars

But it’s been forced with no remorse

Why is it all so unjust?



Trying to do things right

Still they turn out wrong

So I end up writing songs

Bout’ how my life is too **** long

A marathon people finish

But I simply ain’t that strong

My mind is all gone

Thinking bout’ how the system’s so dumb

Rewarding the greedy ones

And plain thugs

Patience and care are **** outta luck

Never had a reason to get my hope up

Cuz it seems to me

That the air we breath

Is only clean for the mean

No wonder we’re all green

With envy, cuz it seems

Like our lives are so lean

Got more losses than wins

Get treated like a has been

Even though I’ve tried avoiding sin

I’m still searching for a place within

This life of mine, hope I’m not wasting

My time as I’m busting

a gut, trying to get out in front

But the race is so long

I’ve forgotten what I want

So I leave the prize to pretty eyes

I move over cuz it’s glamour time

Focus on the glossy lips and swaying hips

And guys who look like movie stars, but ****

Is that all of it?

I thought there was something more than this

Turns out the girls n’ guys

Who look like lies

Turn out happy n’ rich



It’s unjust

Guys in a rush

Looking with a lust

For the things which they desire

They push and shove

For what they want

Never considering the need of others

Why is it all so unjust?

The tree of life is everlasting with great beauty to behold
Seeds may fall to the sea of green
Sheltered by the tender blades
forever reproducing life

Others fall but never rise
Falling on the shady side
On earth refusing to produce a bud
Unable to see the light

The tree of life is torn
Between the darkness and the light
Unable to conclude or choose
Which is morally right

And in all the fury
The tree of life is struck
By a bolt of indecision
And it withers to the ground

The darkness did not flourish
Nor was it enlightened with hope
And the light side lives in denial
That the dark side even exists

wine, dine & sixty nine
she was dressed to impress that night

sporting long vicious hanging fangs that fright
we came this far not to turn back now

cooling at the bar then chilling in my car
soup up body kit & a hot *** that wouldn't quit

see back in the day I used to pray
today in the hood it doesn't come out that way

listening to old school tunes of Heavy D & the Boys
Now That We Found Love

today the heads are always looking for a fight
like wrestling to the acid drop

flip flops body drops & getting chased by the cops
I'm still chrome in the zone flipping channels

******* with knots when there's a dozen of pots in my sink
can't even think to dismiss this earthly bliss in a time well spent in thought

I don't know why when you find yourself buried in the lonely ground
still I play on this one string that I have been dealt

like watching as the ice cream melts
now sadness fills my eyes does this come at a big surprise

She was once a ****** now many men have had here
stretched forth her legs with a stench inside

now she makes her living down at Tony's Bar & Grill
with cheap thrills in the back of the room

still when I'm inside she has no where to hide
taking me on a fast rollercoaster ride

There's only one way to find out
how the grass tastes
on the far side of the hill.

I have an unshakable believe that it IS sweet
but only if you choose the right hill and the right way to get there.
But faith is unshakable.

Therefore I ride on, without retreat,
and go to find the grass that's sweet.
Though I must leave the 99 in the open country.
Just for a time.
Or perhaps for a time and half a time.
Who can say.
So I'll let Him tell you.

Looking out my window
As the icicles hung from the roof,

The sun melted the water from them
And as each drop fell to the ground,

I remembered the tears that fell from my eyes
Every time we fought and you went away

The drops from the icicles froze
once the sun went away

Never to fall again;
Unlike the tears which still fall from my eyes

Because you went away with the sun
Never to return

Let me today do something that will
Take a little sadness
From your heart's vast store
And may I be so favored as to make

You happier ever more
Let me not hurt you, by any selfish
Deed or thoughtless word
Let me love you and cherish you

I have so much to give
Let me tonight look back across the
Span of time that we have
Known each other, and

The world is better that we met.

you want to plan a ****** ?
your mind is racing
its the cause for religion
in certain circles running

Light of illumination
who gets the getaway car ?
running through loop holes
in vested portals,

the glamour girl with big florescent eyes
a vast mirage to the never world
the whole host of togetherness
yet we still barter for socks

a derision of a laundry basket filled
toilet paper down to the final roll
we clasp our hands then long to amuse
outside we see the backyard fence

broken bottles line the vast expanse of its decorum
the conclaves of caged barbaric remnants ensue
what has become of the earth
what has become of her pale sister

let us bask in the vast array of logical persuasion
come to the inner realization that you are light
a beacon of hope to a hurting world in search of love
the varnished creatures are all in search of blood

taunting through the exploits all alone
yet searching for a new way to discover
its the in tuned harmony to the hidden beasts reality
society has lost its way in the night

sounds of laughter once filtered through the air
today we are left with a toast of sullen brevity
time will tell when the water will boil
a challenge to be free is a question of time

whispers...
in the night send quite a bit of fright
yesterday dreams of eating vanilla ice ceam
outside in the street hearing people scream

going shadow boxing & I'm not lying
getting busy in my crib got fish that's frying
years ago let the truth be told,
you will do what you've been told until the rights to you are sold

getting busy & free to lay every single day
at the back of the bar
shooting hoops lisening to the juke & their you are
took out my magical pad drawng pictures having fun

Time is a killer getting caught right in the midde
Sucka's want to blame me for all the mistakes in the world
Waiting to get past ths new phase getting lost in a purple haze
Out on the street I see a *** *******

Is there something I should learn in this newest lesson
Free to lay under the sun watching everybody have some fun
There's a quest in my heart blown full of desire
getting lost in the sauce now I'm ready to retire

As I look back now...

Porcelain powder
cakes of June
time tables of two
Count them in every room

Drape less diary quenches her lips
With fingered, mind, she soon grips
A river of white water
To a broken highway

Falling
Into a tail spinning dream
Splashing in a morning brook
Such ripples and only a look

Like a chainless link across the sea
But a bridge I find in me
blue forest swallow
Velvery flight

Seeing you beyond my sight

A Universal Mirage

Here alone I sit
Wondering what it's all about
Taking every little bit
Trying to sort it out

The world once was born
Under some ingenuous being
None of us are slightly torn
We do without seeing

When grabbing some time
We have tried to break the seal
Without one sensible rhyme
it wraps us in its chill

We hold life by strings
That knot together without cause
it constantly pulls with wings
Doing so without pause

He loved alcohol

more than your love

Like ever guy ,he said

those words that made you cave in

Guess he thought it was enough

To make it work

To fall in love



But now here's the turn of event

NIne months later

There's a baby

And another lady

You see it was so fast

You seem it was so dumb

Now your living in regret

Wishing everything was like when you were friends,

Now he's walking out the door

Leaving you with a two-year-old

**** how's it going to be

You with a baby at seventeen

Time to start over again

And you lay there with a broken heart

All this is tearing you apart



Years later your still running away from the pain

Coming home after dark

Smoking ****, puffing it up and doing other drugs,

Your used to coming home seeing

All the hidden pain

You keep denying

But keep on trying

Yet your lying to yourself

Pitying and saying ' I'm by myself'

And your praying to God

To never fall in love

But at the same time you don't believe in

The man up above



Your daughter has grown

Shes the beauty to the guys

The apple to the eye

She's everything you wanted to be

Shes got the A's and B's to succeed

And for that you have jealousy

She loves you

You hate her

You hitting her

Letting your boyfriend play her

But she still loves you and forgives you

But this sweet getsure disgusts you

To you she's so different

Now the cycle has started again

and to this there is usually no good end

The Sphere

a caged barbaric beast sat alone
the conclave of its hold to the darkest order
suffice to say it broke from its chains & walked at night
roaming the streets of Liverpool in vengeance for blood

long hanging viscous fangs that fright
dripping blood off side we hide
the torrents of water flowing from a nearby spring
a fare maiden waits on the edge of the lamp poll

out of curiosity she wanders away aimlessly into the street
in full view of the beast she stand motionless
words can't express her terrified thoughts sifting inside her
she bravely hold forth her sphere

violently glancing off the head of the beast
blackened death of screams come forth then disappears
a parting quest to put the beast to rest
was this all an illusion or a figment of imagination

She stands victorious with words expressed of joy
to carry on her wayward search into the night once again
a pillage of taunt residue sifting through the *******
only to use the sphere out of real need or necessity

A blaze of glory to a magical sphere
Such a heroic impulse saved the vast domain

got capped in the back of my head

the ground was wet on that dreadful day



my brain swelled through its brazed main gait

swollen lips shooting bits



going get that **** that did this

now I'm in the hospital with wires in my brain



shooting up dope so I can cope with this swing

shadows block as I sit in isolation



dreaming of days on a long vacation

with the bullets flying out high in the street



Homeboy's selling crack not some meet & greet

got to stay positive cause I got hope in my heart



A vision of God while I was lying in the dark

this will light the inner spark to what I need to know



The Lord said to me a sinner never gives

the less that you give your a taker



he held my hand attached to his long cane

this illusion was mess nearly driving me insane



Said to stand tall & to trust that he was in control

lose the lame excuse to bump up the tempo



Showing me further a field of dreams

many people choosing to scream



getting lost in the sauce of compromise

can't you see the truth & turn from Satan's old lies



to my surprise I awoke to my family & friends

that dream gave me hope & a reason to depend



shadows block my vision from within again

I just remember that dream & think about the master plan

If I had to put into words
I guess I would have to start with,
Some were nerds, some were, lack of a better word but,
still appropriate, turds

Some too way-out and awesome for words
Some were the yolk
Always ready with a poke or a joke
Some were the white

Always ready to fight for the mighty, mighty blue and white
Some were glad, some were sad
Some were only a little bit bad
Some had worries we never knew !

Words could words ?
if we had it all to do again
Could we ? Would we ?
Do it all again ?

Only if we were all friends again !
© right now, chevyvent   society poems • sad poems

A rarity indeed,
Certainly a strange expression this day in June
The sun breathes light upon the opened patio
A sunset, awe inspiring, halts me in progress

I reflect, stare, gaze in quiet contemplation
Peace befalls me, calms me, envelops me
In my mind's eye I see memories,
Special times shared

Pink flows to purple
This time, this place slowly fading
Please don't go. But, alas, I know you must
it sets

Turning inward,
Sadness
Choices, decisions all done and finished have led me here,
Here to this place of reflection

Old times gone, right and wrong have led me here,
Here to this place of reflection
Certainly a strange expression this day in June
A rarity indeed

Awake
a pause to meditate on the pay
a humble need to bow the knee to pray
you came to open our hearts
to turn us from Satan onto God

that we may have forgiveness of sin
and inheritance among us
which is sanctified by faith that is in him
Lord, you drew a line in the sand
parting way for the accusers to prevent her from being ******
picked up the cross on the way to Golgotha

taught us from the sermon of the mount
feeding of the five thousand
you rose again & then appeared to your chosen one's
Jesus...Jesus...Jesus your the lover of our soul
you come take control
come with healing in your hand

Father forgive them for we know not what they do
he said the prayer now the rest is up to you.
you provided sight to the blind
cast out demons to that troubled man
when will we ever live to understand

Come fill our hearts with your dear love
sent by your angels from the hand of God
shelter us with your rich message of hope
Give us your peace that passes all understanding
blood stained crown upon your head
you were risen from the dead

you were with Satan in the desert alone
cast thyself down he said but you never relented
Lord Jesus be with us today
show all of us the way to heaven we pray

in the dark of the night...

beep beep... hush hush

Within our world in a rush

when push comes to shove we need a hug

things in life get pushed under the rug



these are desolate times yet we

settle for ill but faded rhymes

we look inside for something to hide

Summer's here & the time is right



block parties stirring up the scene

living in a land so very mean

short skirts and the long flowing hair

none the worse for wear



getting cozy in the back of the seat

a triple threat in effect

going to the pool hall on the way to the show

got the music in the streets



She stands alone on the edge of the street

searching her phone for names to show

out in the street where people meet

has many a lover and a friend



Going to the dance hall all dressed up

Compton Height's was a thrill that night

running in circles inside her brain

a wine, dine & a sixty nine



Soaking up the rays getting lost in a purple haze

drinking the finest wine she dines

many hearts are swollen behind the squeaky wheel

the fashionable report like Batman behind the wheel



Those Summer nights go by so very fast

having so much fun with a hope that it would last

beep beep..hush hush,

why are we in a rush



Take off the disguise no reason to hide

behind the four walls of gloom

get busy in your room

light up the sky & let's get a little high



Smoking blunts and the radio blasting

gone are the nights we used to cruise to the Hampton's

just one step at a time so stand in line

we all have a reason to smile



She's the hot stuff queen after all

A warm fall evening, walk through the park
cool breeze; brief yet lingering
the scent of roses, an old oak, car fumes, a hot dog cart,
and autumn air a pause...take a deep breath

hair begins to prickle, cars are getting hot, eyes are wide
a full realization !
Walking quicker, wind picks up, pulling the coat tighter
whirlwinds of leaves once dead on the ground...alive and fierce !

Cobblestone streets; hollow footsteps; echoing
pick up the pace, losing space, unusual turn, quicker perhaps
chattering teeth, clenched fists
silent prayers muttered under ragged breaths

Limpid eyes, staring...probing; marble flesh, cold as stone
wicked smile, glittering teeth
quick tight embrace...melted surrender, hot breath, sudden pierce
blood flowing...quickly dying

reminisce, as one, of days gone by
blessed darkness, beckoning forth, closing in...
Jolt up...look around; where's my teddy bear ?
Another nightmare !!!

Dear Lord, thank you for today;
Walk beside me, all the way
Keep me safe from all that would
cause me heartache, if it could

Guard my eyes and ears, and lips
Give me strength, to come to grips,
With each problem I must face,
And some courage, just in case

Help me, Lord, to make amends; to those I may have hurt
So often without thinking, remarks I make, or curse
Teach me to be sensitive to other person's needs
That I may speak with kindness, and follow with this creed

I count that day, as wisely spent;
In which I do some good,
For someone who is far away
or shares my neighborhood

A day devoted to the deed
That lends a helping hand
And demonstrates a willingness
To care and understand.

Nature of Love

Love
Smiles like an opened rose
Tears fill when petals dry
Along the face of dawn
Through seasons blissful cry

Love
fresh as fallen rain
with each breath its scent
Beauty colors in waves
Life's blossomed wonderment

Love
Flows like a river
Timeless without sleep
Calm will hold the mountain
Adrift can melt the sea

Love
Rides the sojourn winds
Soft as a wing's feather
Shy when clouds cover
Free in stormy weather

Love
Whispers long embrace
Beyond skies of azure
To crimson sunset lakes
Where shines a shooting star

In the avenues of thought you stirred up ripples
And waves, and raised all the dust that had settled
On everything that sat within the circumference
Of a space between two meanings
A tale of two cities

And stared down the twin barrel of ill fate
While the large jawed kings of your time
And the plain faced queens of circumstance
Searched for deeper meaning in their alleged souls

Upon a time, standing upon a place of memories
Which time had mugged and murdered
And killed half the things you had treasured
Questions led to answers
And the answers to more questions
If it was a match you would have known
You were no match
So you threw in the towel and quit trying

And mumbled an unrepeatable obscenity
And offered your toil tortured *******
And cussed out an irrevocable infinity

A man with two legs and a crutch, clasping
A pair of blistered hands, clutching
A collection of mirrors containing the images
Of a man who fit that exact description
Whose eyes stared into far spaces
A man crippled and crumbling
Whose feet stomped in lanky paces
Upon a path at half past forgotten
And all the large jawed kings of time
And all the plain faced queens of circumstance

In the wake of all the drama that began to unfold
You caught yourself fumbling in half steps
Afraid and cold, feeling suddenly old
To the rhythm of a heart that beat in half measures
And the sign said - Closed because of weather
From which you derived no pleasure

In the shadow of memory, upon a time of plenty
You lingered upon feasts once partaken
Where the sun had shone bright on many
In a sea of plenty you had nothing, life dilapidated
It was there, you would have sworn to it
It was there, this fact, as you had known it
Handled by those hands, of own eyes obligated

Incandescence shines through this dullness
Lights up the passages of time and allows us
To pass through and to pass up opportunities
To lose our ways in the vast perpetuity

Where silence raged with the raw tonnage
Of a boundless herd of oceanic waves

And speech and noise went unheard and unheeded
The matters which mattered were sealed and hidden
Clusters of mutterings staggered and settled
And in settling, died and gathered dust
Much as they do now. Much as they did now

In the end we clung to the branches of abstracts
Something hidden to the eyes but open to the mind
Let the reader understand, the rock on which I stand

I was just sitting having a cup
Of coffee suddenly !
Your spirit came to me
Oh, so strongly

No, words can describe it
I let it lead me as I will
in the future also
These inner feelings of yours

Are magnificent !
Continually growing stronger
from day to day unending
My inner feelings for you are love

Yes, as time passes I find
I have misplaced inner feelings
Elsewhere !
And hurt again this hurt never ceases !