Don't you ever worry
You will never be one night
Hopefully you'll be in the thousands
But not everything goes to plan like we want it to
What does a poet like me to do?
I want you to keep gazing at me like that again and again until my death
The best women keep you from having a breathe
Because they constantly take it away
And when I say that, I'm no bluff
You're going to make me have Asthma
And I think I can vouch for that
Don't you question your value in this world
He might of seen you as an object
He might of used you
But I will make sure your dreams come true
By getting the treatment you've deserved all this time
Don't weep, it will be okay
They can't hurt you anymore
I'm here to take all the pain away
I'd much rather it be me than you
I'm uses to this more than you know

Look at her
In that glamorous dress
Her hair in a tress
She'll unintentionally make my life a mess
My heart is pumping faster than a Bugatti
It's like a class of karate
I would love to wake up to the smell of Chapatis
Every morning
With you
I guess a man as sappy with me can just dream.
I got my homies, I got my team
I just need that one person that prevent me from feeling like Centime
But an amicable passim
Make the bottom of my heart a bream
It would end my dream
And turn it into reality
I'd rather you make my life a mess
Helping you through your life
Instead of being here alone trying not to overthink
I'm usually staring at the Sink
For a few minutes too long
Snapping out of it eventually

Push me away
Push me again
Push me a third time
But you know i'm that annoying fly that won't get away
I see everything all at once, magnified
I can sense something greater
I'm not trying to continue the act of putting holes in your theater screens
I just want you to be the Homecoming winner of your deepest dreams
You're burning at the seams, now
But i just dug you out of the hole you see, now
Hold onto my hand tightly, i won't lose my grip
You got this, but you have to have faith in yourself for once
I will regurgitate my words
So your life gets the justice it deserves
Your life is what i'm responsible to preserve
It's a job in itself but i'm more than willing to work overnight hours
To put your dark clouds to bed
Good night, dear darkness.

I won't miss your influence.

There will be always be someone smarter, wiser, richer, healthier and better than I am
No matter what I do
Because that's an unforgiving rule of life
But when I say that
I mean you
You're the much better person and I'm absolutely infatuated with you
You take my breath away

She shouldn't be crying tears because she's mistreated
Or she's been lied to
Or cheated on
She should be in tears of pleasure because you know how to make her satisfied

You hate life right now
But not with me around you won't
It sounds self conceited
But who cares
You know what I mean
I'm anything but to demean
My soul has been maturing
As your seems to be alluring
But has fallen into the black
I will paint it a new color
Only if you let me
Don't stay corroded
Don't stay erroded
Help me help you
Another life springing into prosperity
Is good enough for me
It's fantastic actually
This is what I live for

You ask where the good men gone
But I keep reacting in my thoughts
But just too stubborn to tell you we exist
The misconception just contuines to persist and I just grow more ******
At myself
I have a hard time expressing myself about people like me cause my words shake and falter
So I just think it's better to stay silent
Ladies, the silent admirers exist
You just got to pay attention
Instead of putting them in love detention
It's not your fault, no its not
But just to make the future better
Take notice, you won't regret it

He never treated you right
He never enjoyed being in your company
He never enjoyed anything you gave to him.
But it was never your fault
You're are a Statue Of Liberty that nobody has seen
Except for me
When you have all of me
You can rest assured
You will be loved like never before
By my actions and even the bees talk
You will see the difference
I know you don't want to be hurt again
And I totally understand that
But once you are with me
You will truly see
What my words hold.

They ask where I want to be in ten years
And a part of me says destination you
Whatever we call it
I want to be apart of it.

"We've enjoyed your time here "
Is not said frequently enough
Before we know it, they're gone forever
Words halt so much pain
I just wish we all knew how to utilize that correctly
I think the world will be slightly better that way
Just slightly

Pen running out of ink
Don't tell Van Gogh i'm eternally screaming inside
He might get worse

I'm astonished I'm not getting grey hairs
I'm stuck in the cross hairs
I thought this would wind down
As each step unfolds
But it just expanded the road
You think I stress out too much?
I've been apart of every hand clutch
The most used crutch
This has taken a toll on me as well
You aren't the only one stuck in a well
Not everything is as swell
As people make it out to be
The pain just stays silent
As the thoughts grow more intense
These scenarios are getting more violent
As the time treadmill goes on
Fervent headches
Should be a thing
But I hardly get them
Lucky me
Throughout my good fortune
I can only find the flaws
Everyone else is dealing with
And it might add a restless spectacle in me
Insatiable as they come
I might be somebody's bottle of ***
Beating the problems out like a drum
Whether you're from the big city or straight out of Krum
I can redeem you back into it all
It'll take some work
But it's nothing I'm not acquainted with already
Keep those positive thoughts steady
And the activity heavy
You don't want people thinking you're petty
I miss the days of Tom Petty
We're all trying to survive in this great country
Some live in the country
For that exact reason
To decompress
To wind down
From the hecticness that humanity brings
I hear the phone ring
Who could be up at this hour?

We clamor for the answers
On why Poetry always takes a back-step to everything else
We've lost all the components of the belt
It's still beautiful and heartfelt
But it fails to implement welts
Inside the barriers
That refuse to be our carriers
For any more to be in public print
You better have the green eqivalent
To enter this contest
That you might not even win
No wonder why we're so vulnerable to throwing our work into the trash bin
Why should I lose money I worked so hard for
To be circulated in the financial parkour?
I'm not trashing them
No disrespect
But after a hefty inspect
I think we can do better
I'm so used to rejection letters
I'm just not opulent or sophisticated enough
I don't have a yacht like Billy Collins to splurge about
I write purely what gives me an urge about
Don't care for the money and the clout
It won't make me pout
I can tell you what Poetry is about
No need for the textbook explanation
That's not your destination
It's about who you are
How you feel
How these thoughts reel
What happened in your tri-optics
And how we can solve it
The world has churned out a campaign to ignore and omit it
And they're almost successful
Almost is as useful as a horseshoe against hand grenades
Let me drink my Lemonade
Writing line after line
I know I'm not Elitist enough
The edges of these words are kind of rough
Or as the Poetry Foundation says vague
Then explain why these poems almost always become trending?
I guess I'll buy my seventy-nine cent pen and express myself
Sit down and be laughed at the ones with their prestigious titles
Looked at as another wannabe
Even though I have the spirit like Ken Wantanabe
I guess what will be, will be
I'm just another bee in the Harvest
Trying to be Independent
Another lost soul in the forest
I take pride in my work but I'm considered the poorest
By the highest of the contempoaries
With their personal Secretaries
Thank you for your submission
But it puts you into the Obiutary
That they'll forget about

I'll make my own way
Starting today
Or was it many years ago?
It's hard to truly decipher.

It's a free nation
But you can't paint your house black
You can't have a water bottle cause there might be a bomb in it
You can't wear hats
You can't wear gorilla suits on a wild-themed dress-up day because you might be a bank robber
You can't run a lemonade stand without a licence
You see a trend here?
Why are you accepting this tomfoolery?

I'm tired of Satan
Sending me postcards.

If only more people read the dictionary more, we'd be a better world
I'm getting restless speaking of unity
But nobody ever wants to listen
That might be the last time the harp glistens
I'm tapping into my superstitions
I've been right more than a few times
Just take my words with grace
I'm not trying to add age to your face
I'm just telling the truth
Nobody knows the definitions of most of the words coined in these books.

She'll worry until the end of days that she'll initiate dismay

Into your soul

Causing you to think twice

About being with her

But you must squash her qualms with herself

And be there for her when she's down, lift her up and carry her through the fire like she's always wanted.

Make her smile on the day she can't take it anymore, remember her favorite indie band, remembering the smallest stories she doesn't even remember

Picking up habits her father once had that she greatly admires, helping her with the tires

Opening the doors for her, making her a priority

Letting her get more of the physical pleasure

Trying new ways to make her see the stars in the ceiling

Always caring about what she's feeling

She'll get mad when those girls flirt with you, but prove her with your actions

That her insecurity is all in her head.

Don't let the revolving doors get more accomplished than you
Move faster than the speed of light
Well, as much as physically possible
Because going at that speed is impossible
Where were was i going with this again?

Everything must be
Correct in every sense of
The definition

I can hear the Angels fly
I can stare at paradise and not wonder why
I can be on top of the tower and not know superiority
I think I just got the truest blessing
The Gods have kept good fortune on me!
What a great way to show a legacy in the making

Many of my poems are as short as the words deviously written on the bathroom walls
But my thoughts are longer than any yard stick you can buy at a department store.
Facts are stranger than fiction
So is the expensive tuition.
Thirteen years of free education
Then a sudden fee.
I wonder?

Cats **** on your clothes
On purrrrpose
They sound like sports cars
That's why everyone wants a feline
Just not their ancestors
Well, maybe the ballsy ones

They speak with such hostility towards my goals
But they're just simply non believers
I stand on top of my sentences with promise and I don't play games
Despite me having a hard time speaking
I come off as slow but I'm simply moving too fast
For someone who is in complete denial of what I have to say
I take pity on those I have hurt
Because I wish I was able to be the only one who was hurt
Too many scratches inside my soul
The Angels couldn't recruit me to protect their threshold until I healed my wounds
But the heart resides and looks for shelter
Two actions at once
I'm a man trying to revert the dagger that I didn't see coming
This blockade of sadness is forthcoming
I must subsidize my qualms and dry my palms
I have too much soot on my hands
I must clean myself before I can be transparent again

If your water bill gets turned off
You can always take a shower in the Car Wash stops
It might hurt just a tad

Your past boyfriends may have ignored you playing their game for hours
But mine is thrusting into you for hours
Wanting to see how well I can pleasure the one person that matters most
Your precensce puts my sadness into a roast
Please don't change
You make me want to change
For the better

All these poems written,
But i'm just perplexed and sleep-ridden
Most of the time
See, i can cultivate pretty decent rhymes
But most people don't have the time
Or don't see
What i'm doing
Nothing personal intended, i know
But maybe when times goes by and humanity evolves
It will gain traction and become something
Get the ball rolling some more
The warm-up isn't as hot as it used to be
I'm trying to dig into everyone's spirits again
And start that engine that used to work so well
Even when i'm not too swell,
I point to happiness pretty well.

Disco is endless love on the floor

It feels like I'm repeating the pattern
Ambition vaster then Saturn
My heart refuses to be cold like Vattern
People always have their back turned
It's nothing new to me
The improvements have been few to me
Don't try and start a feud with me
I get why they took a knee
Because hate is on a killing spree
It's been awhile since I drank a pouch of Capri
I'm not trying to be a fusee
Only when it is done the correct way
I could write this all day
But not feel like I'm exigent
It just continues and effects like vesicant
I hope that there's a mouthwash that reduces this bad taste
Because I hope these aren't a waste
I aspire to not be copy and paste
I still got a ton of haste
I'm opened up, spaced
I hope this doesn't debase
My prior work before this
I'm just reiterating how I feel
Turning it into a spiel
Living in poetry is ideal
So I hope these words congeal
And hold the same appeal
To the newer readers
You're not the bottomfeeders
You are the possible leaders
To this stormy and confused campaign
Help end the blain
That's caused me mental pain
I just want to be your Thomas Paine
But I can't unless you show me your light
So we can sleep better every night
To end stress, people get high as a kite
I know that isn't right
We can't ignore the problem
We have to create a way to stop them
And that's been the desperate attempt I've had
That's why I get so glad
When I achieve it
You are not something I ever want to aggrieve.

Don't get this confused,
I like you for who you are and I'm here to help,
But don't mistake this for something more,
I wish my good deeds didn't put me in a relationship sting,
You will definitely know if you're the girl with the invisible ring,
I don't want to break your heart, but this won't work.

A man who wears colonge
Has his scent to atone
Sometime out of need to not feel alone
Or just for the idea of smelling good
The cheap dollar store brand still works
You can't judge a man by his dollar, but his effort.

Apple in my eye
I hope you're not into another guy
Life has made my eyes undry
But I'll be alright
Opinions take flight
This is not a safe time of night
Let's go somewhere safer
Too many scoundrels and vandals active in this spectrum.

Keep the faith in me
I bought a pack of colored pencils just for you
But I took out the black and grey colors
So you can shine with your artistry
Show it to the world and let it go down in history
You talented artist, you

Girls tough like Rousey
Arouse me

Middle of the night
LED lights
Displaying Silver City
The streets under it are too gritty
Is this what is comprised in the Central City?
Can't vent to the Committee
That will solve nothing
That's my greatest frusturation
Homeless number is growing
The only place to sleep in is getting in the towing
There's not enough ways of knowing
Due to lack of exposure
The only way I'll feel any closure
Is when they decide to take action
Put these sentiments intro traction
I've been solving the fractions
Days and days on
I will play on
This song
Because it has been far too long
Kicking the Homeless in tents
Yet allow these women to be around Men that could put them in a ditch
Harassed and disrespected
You can gratify away, defect
You can't always detect
Danger
I've been carrying these thoughts like a Hangar
And now it's time to egress
I'm not doing it to impress
I'm putting morals to the test
I vastly detest
These Men groping and trying to look under their dress
And allow it
When there's desperate people needing a place to stay
And they disavow it
Bulldozing old homes where they stay to build new ones
Instead of renovating them
These rich folks coming in
Voting Democrat
Which is the party of the Mayor
Who doesn't give a Rat's
***
About any of them
The effrontery to call this city silver
Is appalling
When there's people who need helping
And there's been nothing but stalling

Your perception of hitting the gold is rich cars, mansions and throngs of women
What an edged omen
Mine is a cheap and efficient car, modest house and a wife I come home to every night
That's my Silver City
Don't need to blow hundreds to celebrate
When there is much more important things in life to value

Forget being scared of the poor
Try to open them doors
Get the number of poverty off the floor
And into something more
Serene
That's the kind of life that is
Supreme.

A true test of a man's character
Is to see if he'll bother to stick around
When you impose no copulation before marriage
Many will shut the door
To never look back
Civility is something we often
Forget to possess
Some never choose to have it

Sometimes I don't have any common ground or any cents, I'm just a porcelain doll in a haunted house

My head is a carousel that never ceases
Driving me insane
Growing more irritable as time rages on
Two walls pressing together
Crushing the rational thought
My face has distraught
Written all over  it
Sorry If I look like I hate you
That's how I feel about the cards I've been dealt
Over and over
I have to be a modern day Thomas Edison
To get anything accomplished
Some days feel like I'm being admonished
I want to scream but I don't want to scare anyone
How can I feel hopeful
When I reach a dead end everywhere I go
I'm trying so hard to keep it to myself, I hope you know
None of it is your fault
Drugs and alcohol won't help me cope
I'll just worsen in this state
I hope my sanity and focus can elope
I've had my goals under a scope
I'm angry at being alive like this and myself but never you
Negative but too optimistic to ask for help
We're at a crossroads
You might want to turn around
There's too much road work ahead

As the plant recedes,
It remembers its roots

I'm picky with girls
Because I need an angel
Not just anyone

Special flower
With a tint of elation
Can't truly die

From a rating of one to ten
I say ***** it
You're tired of being used and objectified and i'm not renewing it
I just do that with my library books
I'm not going to dangle you on a hook
And take you out
I'm going to make sure you have the best out there possible
Which is hopefully me
I'm not here to waste your time
I'm here to make it worth your while
I can't allow, 24 or even 26 hours
I'm going to need all 28 hours of the week

We're just friends from school
You think we're star-crossed lovers
Telling me we are meant to have children together
In a field of bluebottles and bluebonnets
It's like I'm speaking in nonets
To try to get to you
I would hate to ice your heart
But you can't tell anything apart
By telling me your unyielding love when you have a Man already
There is no chance of us going steady
There's plenty
Of other men who will become enticed by your ways
Even If we were to be one
We would become aged and you'd throw me away
For a more seemingly attractive man
Trust me, I know your entire plan
Don't get mad when I try to be with other women
Loyalty has me smitten
Your affection seems like a piton
And I won't fall into it
Honey, I hate to sever your ports
But I'm ending the eternal distort
That'll we'll be
Because I know truly
You won't want to be with me
Until the day I die
This isn't a blues poem, this is the truth
If you can be strong enough to cope
With this reality
You're more then welcome to watch from the sidelines
But don't you dare violate the guidelines.

There’s an art to dealing with something that drives you ridiculously mad and you still somehow come out sane.
There’s an art to be a player, but even more so when you own the game.
There’s an art of uplifting spirits
There’s an art to want to be better instead of staying the same
There’s an art out there I haven’t claimed yet
There’s an art to everything if you turn your blinkers off
There’s an art if you see it as so.

They say the world is running out of oxygen
So that gives me more motivation to breathe yours in.

Don't get me wrong
I like you much more than you think
I'm not going to only pay attention to you when your clothes are on the floor
I want you to leave all your pain at the door
I accept growth galore
So come and pour
Your growth on me
Listen, listen
You are much more than a wooden figure waiting to be used and abused
I'll protect, nurture, embellish and cherish your living soul.
There's a vast amount of reasons to be together that many people ignore
I'm surely one of those who acknowledges the variety.

Everybody is looking for the Public Enemy
But what about a Public Friend?
They've been left under the pouring rain
Holding back bitterness and disdain
Trying to see the greatness again
Everyone needs a friend when the treatment is due.
There are no flukes or mistakes
Just luck and miracles.
And a push of dedication to not quit on someone.