Cremation
wand, crystal ball & hat
you put a spell on those
in search of blood disguised

lines being drawn in the sand
when will we understand
a presence of voodoo
have we bitten off far more then we could chew

tarot cards
it's gravity brings some down
viscous long hanging fangs that fright
children lost in a sea of tranquility

eyes with tombstones in their head
Satan laughing spreads his wings
blackened stench
heavy metal blaring

women with hot bikinis
faces in the window storms in the night
Gothic crosses
the only way to go is down

newspaper, bat & diary
they can see your future
the twilight sun has tainted my inner vision
those in search of lust in place of love

omen
black cats who cross the street

what matters most is a thought that is pure
through the duration of time we have created a rhyme
deep inside we got pains that hide
throughout our life we can undergo a notion of exploration
in time we shall shine for the furtherance of love
coming down from a higher power from up above
each of us will go through things in life
blueberry & added spice
with faces that leave traces to our midnight places
my heart is an opened door waiting to be explored
listen quitely to the Nightingale alone in the distance
beauty for ashes amidst second chances
relationships were meant to be together
Caviar, cheese & wine
created and crafted from a great design
love has taught us a vibrant lesson
to never to surrender to the decay in nature

the Hummingbird outside your door what a fashionable decor
what matters most is a heart filled with compassion
writing a good epitaph for those to humbly react
love is best when your buzy making other pland you understand
the ocean has a way to sooth the inner longing of the soul
each time the tide comes in we can surrender again
vibrations throughout each temptations filled with temples of fire
what is are strong enough desire
to visit widows and orphans in their afflictions
to honor your mother and father regarding any desicions
to love your neighbor more then  your own self
we can make a great difference if we each try

So life is tough, what else is new
No reason to despair
There's not a human on this earth who doesn't get his share
Now you can dwell on all your ills,
feel sorry and blue,
and only see the gloomy side
in everything you do
But don't you know you have a lot to be so happy for ?
Just look at those who have it worse,
and see the good side more.
Do you have eyes ?
Why don't you see ?
the beauty all around.
A loved one's face, a flower, a smile,
First snowflakes on the ground
Do you have ears ?
Then listen good to music in the air
Hear children laugh, and birds sing out,
and voices everywhere
Do you have legs ?
Then take a walk, and feel how free you are
and so muck happier then some,
who cannot move that far
There's always someone in this world,
who's much worse off than you
So don't count what you haven't got,
let what you have come through
Look at the good side of life,
no matter just how small,
Appreciate all that you have,
and make the most of it all.

Peeps Need To Be Strong

alright drop the beats
got this fire burning hotter inside of me
don't want to get the best of me
sitting here drinking my forty why should I worry
everything today's a joke including the pope so why we faint
taking to long to watch paint dry you catch me on the fly
got these dope rhymes locked for this homeboy do think a lot
Snoop is with me burning up the ****** hold inside you see
today its the walking dead faces filled with lead
tombstones for eyes in their heads
but folks want to battle me while I'm out working on my legacy
its plain to see good rappers like me I'm the over weight lover Mario Vitale making sweet history...

the moral of this story is peeps need to be strong & can't we all just get along
funny how the time does fly another sucker hit me in the eye
back in the 80's Public Enemy was number one rappers having a bit of fun
Flava Flav & MTV with moments like these we came to agree
Remember Milli Vanilli with their record skipping minds were flipping really doing Karaoke
some in the industry are very sensitive best to leave such folks alone
Nas, Lamar & Lil Wayne are still in the rap game not to mention my man Fetty Wap still on top
old school is still the way to go bust up the beat to increase the tempo
burning rhymes with second chances even in its new romances

Man this me, this me, this me, and thats how its gonna straight up this is how im goona be, straight up just me
why everybody want to be a judge when they be judge by society man its a trip not getting notice when my presence dont exist but to exist is to be alive so am i alive? like bonnie and clyde i want to surrive and fly and never come back to this world of hell so thats what i say when times get hard, i aint measuring my time until my name blow up like fireworks in july (ya dig) or something major like cnn news live thats how i want my shows to be


When people see me they can say they know me but they just know the name but not the man behind the name so i say you play games like m.j but them chiks got games but i aint insane i aint after brain im looking for that ring that fits like a glass slipper so call me insane that i waste my time on them when them dont care about me whatever, whatever, whatever say what you please say what you please until your heart bleeds



Neither he or she can say it like i say her name so soft as pillow, she keep out of society storm so i know she the one like obama could be the one 'say what' man you aint feeling me like ray and his piano but i got my ray of sunshine that cant be declined and that be reyna all the time so shine on like the star you is and then you'll be a superstar can you believe? can you believe? this hype aint over and if you thought it was then you is over i could be anyplace in this world but i'am here waiting for you to realize who am i and i gotta say that im better than any lucky charm of a lucky charm

through the duration of time to think sublime
heroes are made through like hellos
the wrestling with the window
one to embark on its solstace
throughout the duration of time so fine
with love to climb upon
long lines formed in desolation
burst inside with appreciation
live long &  prosper
keep your mind in heavenlies
illusively through a dream
meadows are plain in view
horizons of beautiful personifications
each door we close there's always one opened
search your heart to help impart the meaning
believe in hope
so far to cope
down to your last thin rope
love has hope we can share
let's look above to the heavenly love
sare with others a brand new you

Grip To Grasp
lover sought through their borrowed vacant pew,
onto so much new...

grip to grasp,
chance to over react;

a given opportunity
some call it trash in what they may see,

a page to unfold....

Check one on the mic I'm about to bite
a victim of race spread out your Peyton place
let me take you down to the hood
this is where you get the real lessons in life
Hustlers pimping their rides
******* screaming cause their fix is dreaming
the place where you get the good blow
I should have come here years ago
out of its silence its a game of violence
guns being drawn out in your face
for some its a social disgrace
still you can learn about how true rap pops
boogy down to your socks just like Scott Lerock
its their you will sift through the latest trends
such as Fetty Wap blowing up the scene
then their are those people who are very mean
the streets can either make you or break you
For me I'm a spin master in my social disaster
Breaking down rhymes in my frying pan
Sticking up for the one's who say," Yes We Can"
Instead of keep sticking it to the man with the plan
You need a heart that's filled with gold
So you will do what you are told until the very rights to you are sold
It's like a jungle sometimes but it makes me wonder
blasting out tracks like Stevie Wonder
your a bundle of joy out holding your own
paying the bills cheap thrills in the back of the car
Learn from your mistakes son & it will make you go far
Only one life is soon to be done only what's done out of love will last
Nobody get a free pass we all have free will
Rap is for winners turning sinners to saints
turning hate to love from the warm hand up above
so keep your dope joint clean if you know what I mean
a winner is just another loser that falls down but gets up & gives it one last try...

Let's just pretend you can take a trusted from on a road trip down by the sea
as a beacon of light to a hurting friend in need
we have created a magic circle drowned in the rain
stop for lobsters maybe some baked crab we shall grab
through the pier we can see the dare in the eye of the  flight of the Albatross
yet as the weather gets bad we are left drowned in the rain

got to get back in the car amidst the near window pane
she blazed,
she kindled
out of the night
like a white star
We all boil at different degrees
one can equate in hidden apathy
Silently
time passes
The only life I have
submits to its power
some die looking for a hand do hold
On the other side of the resistance is the flow
the sounds of the nearby surf coming into the tide
my soul permeates the inner feeling of solace

the earth has music for those who listen
all the while I was a sinking vessel,
No lifeboat
No S.O.S
Salted wounds
to work until skin becomes bone white
for I have seen the truth and it doesn't make sense
golden nuggets of thought in viral personifications
And in the end,
we were all just
humans,
drunk on the idea
that love,
only love,
could heal
our brokenness
my very soul permeates a vision for being
out in the changeing of the season
then for some matter my friend just left me without any reason

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

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 ?

There will come a day
the wind will cease to exist
it will be you alone with Jesus
he died 2, 000 years ago

on the cross
for all the world to see
what was his prayer
what was his final plea

father forgive them they know not what they do
he said the prayer now the rest is up to you
we must all stand at the judgment seat of Christ
to appear before the one we have to do

no condemnation to those who are in Christ
once this life is through
you don't get a second chance to roll the dice twice
he knows us by name

the very hairs on are head are all numbered
it will become evident to everyone to see
the love of God will knock you to your knees
what is my one last humble plea

love is the essence of are existence
you paid the debt so I could go free
tormentors disagree
blackened hearts with cloven eyes

yet in that hour we shall be set free

I was lying on my back look up at the ceiling
Trying to come up with a wheel or dealing
See I kept a diary sense I was young
I captured my dreams filled up with kings & queens
far off places with knights and lances
In one such dream I can make things move with my thoughts
Flying guitars through the house
Snap shot moments of the past

Having so much fun with a hope it would last
Trading places with flirting traces
Deep inside we have no reason to hide
Some dreams filter through the manic extreme
Faces with tombstone eyes in their head
It's the walking dead face full with lead
The demonic and deranged
A chance at which to rearrange
Laying back once again
Now I'm being paid a visit of a beloved friend
From the savior I have grown to depend
Yet beneath my window there lies faces, traces and spaces
I got goo on my shoes so at times I sing the blues
Still I dig much deeper then ever before lest I implore
Dreams can teach of many lessons of life
A dash to splas in the ocean of oblivion
The union is when God came to me in his son Jesus
I must confess through all of the madness
There was a chosen way of escape
Through the only key that will open heaven's door

spend your day expressed by grace ordered from a Payton place
cheer each moment from the edge of the setting sun a very well done
climb each pillar of thought and deed to reach forth every bit of need
transformation to be a king set forth to a freedom ring set ahead,

drop in a set daily routine an angelic song can't we all get along
building bridges enhanced to swing in the parlor from freedom swing
come close to me with honor a captured melancjoly grin people sing
out of order but we continue to sing sent transformed for every thing

***** on the porch let us stand firm and rejoice to decorate a New York smile
the moments of tender muse set sail on its own for people to come on home
a balance for power there's ***** on the wall standing ten feet tall
recapture the falling song can't we get along abused by power such as the fawn

news to me to be set free falling headlong as in a coaster sent right over
the taste of Manicotti specially for you the cause to brew as coiced renewed
application to a frustration moved by education falling creatures made to shine
captured by the edge of the vine together so fine rob you blind you see

***** to the wall stand ten feet tall the rooster flows its in what you know
a harvest new a each casket new feeling ever so dear all draw near
with fallen drops as in airforce one become undone having a bit of fun
stranger to your ever glow take you to places you need to go transformed new

a quiet street my ***** fall deep stand still & repeat
feature creature stand tall to meet her tender rooster
shine down upon me in its billow sanction well received in
long are the long ago chimes very good in store a cry for more

***** to the wall in a turning touch in a rush such flattery of make believe
salute you see the back door cling noticed from everything pople sing
pillars of thought ***** to the wall & everything
looking out in the lawn you graciously see a fawn

braced from the new unction of seaweed twisted between your knees
cry a river in order to discover hurry up & take cover
sure fire wy in order to display everything's o.k.
cry me a river stand still & deliver

chased through your dreams there is ***** to the wall from every purpose
shine on the simple study through the song shattered through the breeze
can't we get along feathers with the swan captured in my imagination
there's never hungry like a rooster in your imagination

capure each smile to know all the great while
apples in carriage everything delivered
tried and true everything blue
sad but innocent to the drawers

paint a picture  news tide to recaptre the falling   blues
shake dreams from your hair my pretty child
lay hold of its rest in every test,
savor  the moment you cling to find

***** to the wall stand ten feet tall
through a brisk walk on the beach far out of reach
there's silence in the fold repaired until
passengers through blatant Henry lines

share with each other a heavenly climb
there's places you need to go with the flow,
seek the heavenly course in care with most
share in the right shun what's wrong

the rid is forth there's one ball too short
***** to the wall shine upon the strong earth
peach ice cream and everything short
got my ***** to the wall

send forth the workers send proud the flame
not to mention in the mentally insane
proud as silver gold as shine
list of insurance so very fine

the wind blowing
have you ever remember when you were down to the lowest pit no one gives a ****
order of disorder come close to know ya
in the curtains we shall enjoy you,

after the mall through dull in the path
as in all goodness past
through chosen vessels
stay true to discover

rewind the television something is worth missing
we all must come together no matter what the weather,
train up a child you must keep it in order
show forth in your glory

stay with the fold listening to the door
paint a picture with a smile
still to know all the great while
bridge the gap in between

share with each other another page of order
***** against the wall stand up ten feet tall
its in you don't you see working on a melancholy
like the words to hear its order

Lord, tonight there is a lot of hurting people inside. Show them Lord your presence in there lives. Father God, to the women who is deciding whether or not to abort their child. God show her the truth in your holy word that abortion is clearly ******. Father, to the street walker in the City of Waterbury give peace to her dear soul . Jesus...Jesus your the lover of our soul you come take control. Help us father to be ready for your appearing in all of your fullness. Dear Lord Jesus, egnite the fire & flame of your desire to be full & pure. Lord, many are having affairs as they are married God we ask you Lord for healing. In the area of our finances Lord please provide a clear way dear Jesus. As we wait on you & trust you as savior. Amen

Lift Up The Banner Of Love

lift up your heads don't be misled
through days of reached cadence let loose
don't be a reck lose to the shoes
yesterdays news will sing its blues
we must be willing to choose
light of all knowing laughter with peace
spreading the great news with dancing feet

columns of pillars languished as gold
beautiful notion of time to unfold
heroes block the vortex of the eye
a straddling passerby
why does one equate logic with fear
all should draw so ever near
all in fun with good cheer

beautiful duration of a souls fixation
tempers of fire blowing up in its fullest desire
a pathway to peace with sorted dancing fet
a good way to meet & greet
love has languished promises bares a promise
in the long run filtered through the sun

it was late in the evening & on the street
had my body kit waxed on my Camry
fenders had a slasp of silver so did the rims
stero was blasting to my favorite song
Like Michael Jackson & Stevie B
rolled into my neighborhood bar many looked out at my car
I was fixing to put one on slamming back drinks until I couldn't even think
out in the back was the girl of my dreams named Sara
I smiled in her direction needing some sweet affection
much to my surprise she had a bun in the oven from her secong cousin
was it any wonder i had too much time on my hands
Still I made a play for sweet Sara
she was so very nervous i could hear it in her voice
but it was my choice to dance with her in the middle
perhaps i was playing second fiddle or loosing the ball in a dribble
that's why they call me the smooth operator today
I used my many talents that God gave me
but I was a dear gentleman to Sara and raised her baby as our own
took a chance in the dark in that i lit the spark to what i was waiting for
although the many years have passed still having every reason to grasp
how much a love can grow the strong beat of the tempo
in the way we should go
so today I still wax my Camry with every fiber in me
the times have changed but the love still grows
been knocked to the ground but my hope still shows
now every place that I go I'm known as the smooth operator
would you like another ice cream flavor
it's just sugar & spice with everything nice
once this life is through no second chance to roll twice

bargain basement tunes..,
sift right through their applause
my name is right exposed to the notion white
I look to there slight reflection of ther maker believe,
my notion of a parade
Cape Cod is the slightest of hand when to understand...
My sight is to live by faith
Reflection in the way it used to be
Had some fun as a Roman Catholic
burden by their ****** of Chase Avernue
slightest of hand exposed in ther fight
let heer screeam among the even flow
unlerashed freom the supervised
giver cadernce to the pardon plug
onto the most slightest of hand when to underestand
my pulser keps beating...
onward to the faint of harm
here I am left alond in my room

greased thern, slightest of hand,
beyond there fragrant blow
shaped through the window dusted roll
some call me Colton puzzled array
streong weralth in caderncer minus ther inside flow
the outere fig nut tree
caused a mellon breeze,
stregnth in ther mortage

When you fall asleep at night
your mind goes into an eerie flight
You can open the gate with they key of thought,
and don't have to do what you've been taught

You sing, and dance, and prance all day,
and you act so happy and also gay.
You run in circles and run into trees,
and cut your elbows and scrape your knees.

But sometimes you open the wrong gate,
and find yourself facing a terrible fate.
There are monsters, ghouls, and also grouches,
and then you wish you were on comfortable couches

And when you're done and almost through,
your mind knows exactly what to do.
You go back through the eerie flight,
it maybe day it maybe night

And when your mind comes back to you,
you may wake up and have a flu.
You could leave for school very late,
and find out that it's the wrong date.

And you could play outside in the streams,
but you will know that you entered,
"The Land of Dreams ".

You stand in the middle of a clearing
you take a deep breath and you sigh
You look back at the thorns and the thistles of life
the pain is there even in your eye

You stand there and breathe the free fresh air
so deeply it penetrates
It soothes the mind, it helps the heart
the soul it revives

You look to the sides and you look ahead
you don't have to look behind
For what's back there, you know about it
ahead is where you will find it

All that you wanted in the past
all of your dreams unfulfilled
Ahead is where it all really is
the past it seems so unreal

Ahead way in the distance
you dimly see a door
It's marked and all the labels read
all you could ever hope for

So breathe while you can
because you see
Between you and that great door
more thistles, more thorns, more pain of life

But isn't it worth a little more
so pull all those muscles together
Regain all your strength and your spark
look to the proper source for strength

For you have reached the halfway mark

skip the beat with robotic meat your turn with vapor power;
lift high the American banner is that your worth after
shattered crystal clear illusion solvent as per a solution

the ocean has a deeper way to calm our fears
trace back the years we used to know
when shadows break through the corridor in the hall
the pitter patter of soft sandal feet
to stretch the very fabric of the curtain long to explore
a mirror to the soul
a chance to let us know
heavy hearts turn to soft pillows in the light of love
love is the sweet essence of my inner existence
one hand to hold a heart to mend
we must willingly depend upon a power greater then self
to touch the hand of the one willing to share
a tender part  of me really cares

to become a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of love
the comes from the hand of almighty God
life is a mystery to most
like a lost seagull outside on the coast
through walks along the shore
Oh, I want to love you more
without a single care in the world
seagulls flock overhead and passerby's can escape the helping hand of its sparkling radiance
lovers search for love marked on a dusty road
my inner soul permeates the tender longing inside
a place in which to hide
from all the raw sewage and decay hence another day
will you let him in to dine will you make the victor's sign
when all is said and done your face shall shine

the spread a cheek
a sparrow speaks

left words to stand still & repeat
shades of grass a sense to over react

spil the motor watch as you smile

one day soon you will see the blown apart reality
of distant faces with flirting traces having midnight places
we are on the move so stay in the groove
he comes only to ****, steal & destroy
lying is his game with chief aim & ploy
ever since I was a little boy I saw his fire in the sky
it was all very much a lie
we have been straddling fences mending trenches
getting caught up in a trap
working so hard can give you are heart attack
he hates you & wants you in hell
there forever you will soon discover
truth was right all along should have believed that gospel song
so now we got the cheap thrills that pay the bills
getting caught up in the mix we need a quick fix

****** to eternity in hell
fires of weeping, wailing & gnashing of teeth
so far away so very out of reach
fires that will quench your thirst for ******
he's a deserted with blackened lace
blown apart this Peyton place
such a disgrace
run to the real truth while you have time
get over yourself your getting very blind
all to the reality of heaven
it isn't a one stop shopping event at your local seven eleven
there will be no escape when your in the pit
I know many don't even give a ****
but the truth is still the truth & a lie a lie
Satan is a liar
goodbye
© right now, chevyvent   society poems

one night in the end of October drifting through the woods
there rose up a demonic creature that would haunt the neighborhood
one such occasion it bit this little girl in the neck
blood soaked her dress & she was frantic
howls would be heard in the dead of the night sending a fright
after a duration of time a medium was sent out to look around
what they found was very frightening cause
in the center of town could be found a star pentagram
the only wise decision was to get a priest
along came Father Pryor with flaned desire to catch this creature
it was a mad double feature when an exorcist was ready for the little girl who was bitten
for it was forbidden to venture in her quaint little dwelling
over many hours of prayers with many tears the spell was broken
then things were back to normal or so they thought
then a jogger was running across the cemetery to get to there house for it was a short cut
the creature that they thought vanished attacked again
this time cutting off the man's head & left for road ****
the haunting ensued with now a killer loose
police couldn't seem to trace where the creature was hiding
then at last under an over pass came the sound of bats
the authorities dug deep inside a barren house where old man Jester had died
to there surprise was a skull with blood dripping off side of its mouth
there was a hole in the ground under Jester's home off the side of his porch
& this is there final report
this was the place where the demon creature was hiding
eyes with holes having spots
dripping blood off side
the howls of immense pain
shots were fired and aimed at the creatures head
after seven bullets the creator dropped dead
people in town kept this a secret for years all those tears
the haunting is now forbidden not a word to be said

A poet looks intently at our world through a visible but very delicate lens
Does all of the wishes that they aspire come true ?
Well ! It all depends ?
Yet through those delicate eyes we derive a most solemn surprise
For some maybe their grace has not fallen on them ?
I don't think as a poet as a liar per say,
Rather, someone who connects with that half of the brain
That no one bothers to tap into,
Although for now though dimly,
Yet what one does today will forever be echoed throughout all eternity
Poetry/ Hits on many topics and aspects of life,
Relationships and material
There can be no substitute for the real you
Hence, it's all based upon choices,
For the materialization of the given subject matter,
To equate one's whole being as squeezing the tooth paste out
Hence their is always still some **** left in the bottom of the tube
Still what may be true for you may not be for someone else ?
The poet should have a keen sense of vital improvisation
Yet to not relent when critics start bashing one's subject matter,
This is a clear indication that as a professional writer
One must pay real attention to the mere tone of the subject matter,
People could see through the lies
Lastly, a true poet never dies,
Rather lives on in the many hearts of their adoring fans

Why Are All These People Who Said They Will Leave The Country If Trump Won Still In The U.S.A. ?
  



There are many talents who stated they would leave the country if Trump won but there still living here ?
Many had claimed they would move to Canada cause it’s going to crazy.
Talents who I will remain anonymous for the sake of their careers.
Apparently, one couldn’t possibly live up to there perfect standard for living.
Either way people we have to **** it up now cause we’ve been dealt the Trump card.
Like any country is better then the good old U.S.A.
Freedoms today that far too many of us take for granted.
Yes, one has free will to leave if he or she chooses to do so.
Still this is the greatest country in the world and we need to stay here to live out our legacy.

there is something stirring in the wind
a good way in which to begin
time stops for no one yet time is all we have
you can hear it in the distance
you can hear from the preacher
many are dull or lax when it comes to reality
instead they settle for a land of make believe
choosing to do whatever they please
one day soon they will get knocked down on there knees
there are dreadful eyes with heads in the street
this isn't a good place for any meet & greet
we are off running the bases with heavy laces
light in its torn illumination
perhaps in need of a break on a long vacation
many are looking to the stars to help them get by
but I wonder how & I wonder why
a calm before the storm
some curse the day they were actually born
yet we stare into the distance
amidst all the resistance
we can easily see
a place that sets men's hearts free
it is are chief aim & destiny
we must wait & be ready for the storm it fastly approaches
will you be ready ?

The Beast Unseen

Lying in wait, patiently silently following every move,
Unseen by most, till a moment before a strike, then silence you lose,
Claws like a razor, teeth like a knife
As they are digging, you cling to life,
Your oxygen cut off, the breathing is thin,
Nothing left now, no you won't win,

Another life claimed, by the wit and the skill
The appetite curbed, the beast claims the ****,
The beast, the victor, opponent, has none
before it was started the battle was done
Unseen, came the battle, victory unclear,
A death, escape, a way out was near

Unseen it came left just the same
A pile of bones, unrecognized no name,
Disappeared like a shadow, gone out of sight
Another day finished, now stalking the night
Keep your eyes open, use silence to hear
If it's unseen, the beast could be near

very often few
one pill to chew
for what are what to do
pill box swung undo
termpers of fire
ervidence torn asunder
fragrance on line 2,
happy with tombstone given
strawberry wine
1969

shadows block the vorterx allowed
peril in condition
the day I used to go
Albastor with ther need to go
laugh in,
shadows wrerck every season

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to lurk behind a bench well spent
reach behind a living tide
my neice new the score
haunted freom the hospital
marek the oner willing to explore
Caviar sheds ther dial to where you need to go

she was on the throne
far away from her home
uniting hearts to ne fond heights
carrying herself with a song

Agatha the princess
will lose their influence
soaring to new frontiers
left her to tears

took walks in her garden
beautiful flower display
let to thoughts to pray
with tears in her eyes

came as a big surprise
delicate hue wth borrowed lies
she walks the flats on the lonely pier
rapers and dishes she would hide
leave behind

the careless whisper
a shoulder to cry
the soft cascading vamp
shine on her eyes

to beg or even borrow
moments of sorrow
to cleave to her young
the living stone

have we just begun

Switch Blade

lest you blink the eye
sing a sweet lula by...

I look to the sea
viral implications take me to the surf
along the rocky ledge leads to an old abandoned house
you hear the intense pounding of the waves outside
a cobblestone walkway lines the entrance to the inclosure
the limestone permeates the small structure
a creeky door open to plants inside having moss
an old woman perched in her rocking chair begins to speak
"My name is Martha I'm the owner of this home & I will tell you your future,
you have a dark gothic heart with a temper that is unmatched."
Suddenly a black cat thunders through the home with a screeching noise
Martha continues," The devil lead you to this home in search of blood for tormented souls,
you have been given a gift with an aura of sophistication".
At that the woman said nothing more but pointed at the door
Outside in the back of her yard were skulls lining the main exterior
I couldn't take it any more so I ran so fast to a nearby stream
Looking into the water I then saw my mere reflection
I was left to wonder what the old woman really meant
a figure moved to help me gain my composure
of that of a hunch back creature having viscous fangs that bite dripping blood off side
Again I ran away to hide frightened
At last a nearby meadow with a clearing sought me to venture further
It was then I realized the true message of my gothic heart
a cool breeze calmed my spirit & soul
noting that love was the mere essence of my existence
I sat alone & collected my thoughts

I found a little fairy
someone had discarded on the ground.
I picked her up
put her in my pocket.
Never again will she be alone.
She can now sit on my desk
as she has found a new home.
If I have, any wishes
I hope she will grant them to me.
This little fairy I found
someone had discarded on the ground
Given me hundreds of years ago,
My name has a meaning you shall know:
It means, in the speech of the bygone folk,
"Smoke of the Earth" - a soft green smoke!

A wonderful plant to them I seemed;
Strange indeed were the dreams they dreamed,
Partly fancy and partly true,
About "Fumiter" and the way it grew.

Where men have ploughed
or have dug the ground,
Still, with my rosy flowers, I'm found;
Known and prized by the bygone folk
As "Smoke of the Earth" -
a soft green smoke!
See the rose-berried Spindle
All to sunset colours turning,
Till the thicket seems to knindle,
Just as thugh the trees were burning.
While my berries split and show
Orange-coloured seeds aglow.
One by one my leaves must fall;
Soon the wind will take them all.
Soon must fairies shut their eyes
For the Winter's hushabies;
But, before the autumn goes,
Spindle turns to flame and rose!
the little fairy was a timid creature
living in her world of sunbeams and moon lit glares
children used to notice the way the would shift & fly
out of a frenzy  of beautiful cadence there lies an opened door

Van Halen
a young kid running the streets of California
Brother Alex playing on the pots & pans
In time young Eddie bought a guitar
hoping in his heart he'll go far

Although from that scene many years had passed
still having every reason to grasp,
A deep aura of musical talent intact
Soon a band was formed with Diamond Dave, Alex, Michael & Ed

what was going on inside his head
flirting with drugs along his path
Working so hard anyone else would have a heart attack
Eruption on stage with the wailing of his guitar 1984

Still time had passed and the parting of the ways with Diamond Dave
Out of sadness there was new gladness with Sammy singing lead
A break up with Valerie Bertenelli yet out came son Wolfie
Hitting the streets again a brief excursion

A band with a talent unmatched still another parting of ways
Then it was Mr. Cherona that fell apart at the seems to extreme
Looking back today the band went all the way
Shooting to the stars a reunited band with Diamond Dave again

Perhaps it's best to hold our breath and count to the number ten ?
Eddie was and still is my biggest inspiration
Now is a good time for the band to take a break on a long vacation.

At dawn, your skin speaks to me through my skin like a drum beat
Tawny creatures of fur and feather, dance your dawn names
in onion skin colors across my sky
And the ripples in water say your day names
In endless knots of light and shadow

At evening your dusk names echo in my chest
like a savored breath of ocean air
Swim dance your dark names in the corners of my eyes
And all my steps feel a slippery pull
As though there is a tide that runs north to you

All your names are in me
Your names are in the fibers of my weave
Your sun and moon are making a tapestry of me each day
My threads seek you even across infinite,
microcosmic gulfs of electrons and light,
Come to you even in the guise of common words,
Hinting at the song of you and me

whatever happened to respect
we have fallen in a horrible pit
love would rather look through a telescope then a microscope
in each of are hearts there beats a drum

we have fallen on desolate time
having accepted ill faded rhymes
we seek self to please
this notion of thought should knock you to your knees

stop spreading the disease
you have put self on the throne of your life
amidst it's bitter pain & strife
many lie in wait to deceive

there god is self the one that can not save
they have chosen this path in which to tread
what is going on inside are heads
the notion of servant hood has taken a back seat

once this life is done no chance to repeat
why do we hate one another
viscous long fangs that bite in the night
eyes with spots with blackened stench

one must get beyond the self in order to arrive
distant ships traveling in the sea of turmoil
we must embark on a new journey to behold
the time for change is now

Ever so often we come across rich art that can't be turned away. Through each episode we are willing to explore the rich evidence. Today is a new day instead of drifting away let us try to enjoy true rich literature in the poetic form. Now sit back relax and enjoy:

I Will Rest
today I will rest upon the hidden plains
through font of pen I'll make my plans
to test the waters from above
nestled in a hallow grove

seek rest I thirst through tea laves that quench
mark the man willing to explore,
seek solace as does a fawn to help you get along
through the cadence of a sunset pier

all draw ever near


Love's Fest

seek me early seek me through a breeze
so commonly through the nature of the trees
look long into the midnight hour coming down to the wire
reach ever longing to what is good

learn from your mistakes some call this their fate
shadows block the mere vortex
a view from the hill
share with others the news of love

scented from far up above

Smile Through The Pain

enter in through the pain
to wallow in the muck & mire
thirst for knowledge ever near
to hold a toast of love's cadence

look long to the notion of faith
resist negativity
hold forth the torch
don't seek for remorse

live to the outer most


Justin Timberlake

smart moves
stays in rhyme
watch as he shines
end of the line

he moves with his heart
not a distance to impart
through every move
he stays in pace

some may say its quite a crazy place
dazzles in the auditorium
might be as good as the late Michael Jackson

Distant Runner

keep your pace down
don't wear your head in a frown
we want you to stay around
to have a clear view

push on through
others haven't a sigle clue
one step at a time
stay in line

it's all up to you

When I am gone, I leave to you
the sunlight that sparkles on the lake
the fresh green grass and the scent of lilacs.
You may have all birdsong and a billion stars
and a soft warm breeze to touch you in my stead.
I leave you the seasons and their unending procession
deep roots and swallows swooping in summer blue sky.
White fluffy clouds and sunsets, you may have those too.
Fresh green leaves, ancient woodlands and gnarled bark,
the first crocus as it peeps through springs dark damp earth
and every russet coloured leaf that swirls in autumn is yours.
Ocean waves and soft sand, shells and driftwood, as much as you can carry.
Every friendly dog you pass in the street, the wag of their tails is just for you.
And when snow falls as it invariably will, its deep silence belong to you, just you.
The sound of every bell, the ****** of every windchime, all yours.
Dappled sunlight dancing through deep shade is yours.
Clifftop walks and soaring gulls, they too are yours.
Filtered light and darkest night, all yours.
Rustling leaves, humming bees, yours.
Galloping horses and sleeping cats,
pale pink roses, and all my love,
are yours... all yours.

love the grey in a lazy day bridge the gap in my dreams through twisted schemes
filter through the notion of belonging mark the longing get a following
we are in this til the end my faithful friend with whom I can depend
inside I have rollercoaster emotions with the ups & downs
take a walk on the beach try to catch that frisbee way out of reach
love the longing of belonging there's a yearning hearts are turning
take a shower in the hour of power nestled in a memory come to sit next to me
Each man chooses their own destiny call it magical chemistry from when you were a memory

Rise to the occasion with soaring hearts as in some decorated mast to impart
love is basking in the jewels of renewal carry on with a song in your heart
love is the mere tenderness of the given moment from a sought after vintage smile
comfort me to the conclaves of lasting love soon you will discover a heart to unfold
many are living in mere fantasy basking in the leaves or newly fallen snow
hearts would unfold some time a go the notion of surrender

Come with me to the sea of tranquility lost in a dream feel the breeze
Tea leaves with Leonard Cohen singing basking in the vast expanse between time & space
Surrender to the moment with cadence as its following and deep heart belonging
the tender moments of belonging soaring like an eagles to parts unknown
Caress the bossom of softened decorum as we choose to be healed
the day is fast approaching and the night is far too spent
to quiver in the moment let the temporal vanish capture the longing

I sit alone above to dew left to groom a brand new view in what is left to do
give me a smile your support and your fantasies let them flourish let them unfold
Hear each passing wave rise to the occasion with the real remnants of nature
To equate laughter with forgiveness give pause to think being in the moment
one touch and one will rise with triumph in their eyes

The ability to let go and let God take over feelings to recapture prepared for the great here after...
arm me with harmony filtered through a dream give pause to breathe
Achieve your dreams to light the way of forgiveness the mere wanting to let go
Be compassionate when you learn to focus on your goals in which to unfold
like Stevie Wonder singing at your funeral learn role reversal
Choose to let go & let God each & every passing day

A Lonely Man's Dream

I wish I could write a love song
A song that would take away the pain
A song about a very lonely man
Too many times hurt and used for someone else's gain

A song that could renew some trust and faith
To a heart one time too many broken and torn
A song to fill the heart full of joy and happiness
Replace all the bad memories, darkness and scorn

If only such a song could be written
That could portray the true meaning of love
So many difficult questions could be answered
The sun would shine so much brighter above

Am I a fool, and all this just a dream
To think a simple song could be the answer
Nevertheless, I think I will continue to hope and sing
Even if sometimes it comes out only in a whisper

into the arms of rap that's where its at buiding through the confusion in fusion
got flames coming out my baseball cap I'm in need of a nap keep close to the doorway
fresh rhymes I'm still on time you maybe brave see me at the arcade park my Benz in back
folks tend to over react but I tip my hat got news for you all bridge the gap know what's up

Chilling at the grill with my girl sporting heavy studs think that I'm in love you see
there's brilliance in a piece mark the ege of my teeth stand still & repeat
bars watching souped up body kit cars looking to the stars a view from Mars
Pina Colada does anyone grow fond of Starsky & Hutch another push

grasping with tender faith in my hand when will folks understand stick it to the man
years have passed still having every reason to grasp the solitude in that I'm still in a good mood...
Feeling high anxiety got folks sitting next to me living out my legacy of what I used to be
Sipping my favorite sauce to the max you tend to over react got to stay in the zone

Summer time boogy time get your cash and stand in line frozen in time
Through a variation of a dream peeps do scream eating delicious ice cream
Souped up high hat as if in a tempo taking you places that you need to go
playing a little Spanish fly i got words by the fly your my favorite guy

on my human side stand still I'm happily alive got to put first things first
this is how i flirt got words for Lavert put back your gold in a purse
Trump is getting busy but he makes me awful dizzy better listen to Thin Lizzy
they say i'm institutionalized but I got words from the hive it's best to dream big

hit a tender nerve
as if you haven't heard
what a disturbing word
time is on our side by in time
we all want to run away & hide
from the notion of love
springs from help from above
tend to push things under the rug
hearing voices with tender choices
can't even cope with hope
like having a fight with the soap on the rope
yet I'm doing my thing in the evil swing
nothing but a plate of glass
right out on the patio
the weaker you get inflates your ego

a song in silence
a hymn in private
words expressed words unheard
life is but a contest
it's filled with tests I must confess
some are left behind an eight ball
from that of a know it all
but you will know when your number is up
now at a good angle the plate glimmers in the light
never give up on the fight

it was starting to rain on the night that we first decided
the chance to roll the dice
my birthday cake was ready
so was the famous spaghetti

when all of a sudden someone let out a ****
an embarrassing moment in time
we all looked around yet no one admitted it
once again intoxicated by the fumes

couldn't they have waited and do it in the bathroom
squeeze your cheeks in
a good place to begin
but instead they cut wind

I couldn't even hold my breath to count to the number ten
thoughtfully we all sang happy birthday to me
amidst the tragic event that somebody cut the cheese
I just couldn't help myself it knocked me to my knees

my uncle opened a window
even the birds themselves flew away
what a pause to relieve
on such a calm & peaceful day

© 2 minutes ago, chevyvent    humor • spiritual • society • friendship

you sit in your ivory tower
why should I even bother
your the man who said your fire
had a book art of the deal
your spinning wheel is getting to fast
lay up on the gas many in North Korea will be wearing a face mask
what **** Trump knocking at your door
are you in the theatre of the insane
lest I refrain another opened door
check this as a young child you were already loaded
your inner soul imploded
through the duration of time you learned how to rhyme
kind of a Robin Hood but you wouldn't share with the poor
you got hooked on Twitter & your hommie's none better
but always a gentleman never given the *******
still many of us hate your guts
still got lots to prove
others refrain just not in a good mood
you may have to do a make over
with your hair as in a comb over
yet you try to stand tall while working on this great wall
we maybe in store of a shot gun wedding
what are you kidding
what **** Trump maybe coming to a theatre near you
has he bitten off far more then he could chew
Ivanka still has a voice with a choice
try to pull things together if you try
we we're out busy living the lie
the lie that says I am what I do
still got to mend your ways
instead of getting lost in some purple haze
you & Pence look like the Blues Brother Reunion
are you sure you know what the hell your doing ?
perhaps you got junk in your trunk what **** Trump ?

*** Heavy Load


stick to the mountain by the sea
capture me through the breeze;
filter through the notion of ten
living in the want of searching

living then breathing columns to swing
she was so hot a bargain,
pulsating mix hero in the twist...
there she goes near want not need

search in the above march of diamonds
heavy search the king of diamonds
while a while we simply let go
bust up the beep onto the tempo

searching, faces & pull...
by the ocean breeze
knock you to your knees
busy as a bee


now is the time that drives men clear
Chevy charge a bed falls near
a staff well known to clear
the Flight Of The Alabastor;

*** heavy load
thats all we near
the faces, traces & bases

pray tell the Winter slobber on its cold
delight yourself in Spring where freedom rings abode
for tomorrow is a splash of elegance waiting to be fashioned
Autumn has an errie way to display your inner passions

one by one we trek through the opened field taking time to yield
one by one though government our own chief aim & ploy
riding high in Autumn's spring with words to call
suffer the little children in parts unknown

bellow there are pialls of thought of communication
impressed by their atmosphere
we are each a stepping stone based in the capitivating mind

Biko came down from heaven
brought a message from Jesus to impart

the sun comes up every morning in full view of the day
one must be humble enough to bow the knee to pray

I'm a messenger from the most high God
as a beacon of like to a hurting world in need of love

Harken onto me dear woodsmen in your strife
I'll draw waters from heaven for you to quench your thirst

for I was hear with the Timber Wolf basking in nature's sway
fill my beak with fallen residue that fall from ivy dew

Come bask in the vast expanse between space & time
we are all chosen for a purpose from a grand design

Explosion Of The Mind
go Timber Lady...

It is raining again.
Summer will be over
before it ever gets here
Thunder rolls far away,
drops hit the windshield,
the sky turns grey

The Sunflower,
the blue Delphinium,
the white Stinkwood
drink the moisture greedily.

The green and silver leaves
of the Aspen’s sparkle
as the rain hits them,
and the wind turns them
round and round
The creek flows on,
oblivious to the change in the weather.

A break in the clouds
allows a bit of sun to hit the side
of a towering mountain
Three cows slowly wend their way homeward.
It is dusk.
The grey clouds lift and the sun bursts through,

before sliding behind the hills for the night
It is God’s World.
He gives it to us to enjoy and to share with each other
God Poems  Mario William Vitale

Today we are given a choice. To humbly elect officials that will represent the people. Yet lately all are claims have fallen on deaf ears. W maybe in the grips of immediate danger. There are lines being drawn in the sand. Now is the time to take a stand ! That's the great beauty of our country the USA. We embrace freedom that so many of us take advantage of. Let us proclaim peace over the mass population. These are the freedom that are ancestors desperately upheld. Whether one is democrat, republican or independent. We can join hands amidst party lines. Love should be the essence of one's existence. A salute to the American flag in what it represents. Let's bring back wholesome ethics that embrace the family unite. By holding open a door for are neighbor. Visiting widows and shut ins. Feeding the homeless. With what time we use today will become evident in eternity. With faith and love embraced we can turn things around for the better of mankind !

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.