Every time I zoned out of  reality, I started to overthink. It was just a bunch on nonsense and profanity going through my head. But, I felt as if it was important to keep thinking about those thoughts because no one else really seemed to think about them too much. If I thought too much, however, I felt depression harmonizing with my veins and intoxicating me slowly.

And it was a ****** feeling.

I've also come to realize that most of these ****** feelings have no original beginnings, they just create themselves. And oh how ineffable it feels. To feel so much -- too many -- and not have a single answer to these nefarious emotions.

There's a white piano in my soul.
The keys are broken, off tone, and some
are just not there.
I try to stop playing it,
but the silence keeps going,
and the people leave.
So I play it as long as I can,
As long as the white ivory notes
should play, till
the quiet chaos is diminished.

As I walk, there are notes playing,
chords of depression, lust and lies,
some of laughter, some of tears,
some of joy, some of peace.
I walk hoping I find the right word,
the right accent, the right tempo
and rhythm;

trying to find the space between  
the world and me.

When I'm about to give up, and things don't make
sense,
before all things seems lost,
the voice
of peace
breathes upon the falling notes.

And as I hear His voice, the voice of praise,
the voice of joy, my broken hands
gets stronger.

As beautiful and as
broken this life can be, as harmonious and
awestruck as the song of my heart plays,
He plays the right notes for me.

I saw her sitting on a bar chair
Tall ebony skinned and dark hair
I couldn't take off my gaze on her
I watch her lips as she sip through the glass
Her skin shining and glowing like a black diamond
I couldn't think of anything else but her
Deep inside me I know I fell for her
I haven't seen her before, but it seems as if I have known her all my life

Never knew she was also taking a gaze at me not until our eyes meet each other
I never wanted her to notice I was into her, but I felt she knew already cos she gave me a welcome smile
I was overwhelm by her smile, I started having stupid thoughts about her
Maybe she is also into me
Maybe she fell for me as I did
Maybe the feelings  is mutual

I left my seat to hers
Never. Said a word
She said to me take me home
Its a **** cold night
Take me by the hands
Take me somewhere new
Yes I don't know u
But am with u
I feel I knew u from far
I felt so excited cos am actually right about the smile she gave me
We felt same for each other for the first time
We felt we have known each other for a life time
We felt same thing
Same day
Same time
Same moment
We felt love at first sight

Love at first sight is for real
Cos we human love our mums at first at sight at birth

it's easy to forget I'm human isn't it?
I'm not ungrateful I just express my feelings differently
I often keep them to myself and when that doesn't work I'll lay then into a rhyming pattern that hopefully people read

so yes I'm weird as all get out and I don't think the way you do
I'm human or did you forget that fact too?
I guess its easy to forget that when you misread the ***** under my hat

What be more grandiose than poetry,

     expound at your own discretion,

   bottle sunshine, save it in a jar,

    tie an affectionate knot, spread it around

     flood desert mirages with flowing spirits,

speaks kindly and murderously about love,

  can tempt winds to uncoil temptation's gist

****** upon or written asunder desperation

    relentless in its seizing of human behavior,

magnifying moonbeams or star's decimation

    perfumed magnolias to winter's cruelty,

  call of the wild midst sweetness of fresh rhubarb pie,

infinitely vast in its incalculable grasp of predication,

  beyond limitless infrastructures 'neath fancied significance

The brave may not live forever
But the cautious?
They do not live at all.
                                                       (K R W)