What more can be surreal;
To live among the clouds
Or to be as free as birds.
Unbounded to this earth,
would be the sweetest of dreams.

From a crawl to a walk
From a walk to a jog
From a jog to a sprint
From a sprint to flight

Cascading to the earth
as a mere option.
The sky is were we dwell.
The clouds our homes.

His eyes slowly opens,
from what he thought
was a long wanted dream.
A wet feeling swept his hand.
Hoping the last picture was,
not soaked in his tears.
The picture was;
Not wet
Nor a picture.
But a bright crimson rose.
The last of his lover, gone.
Confused
Angry
frustrated
He began to tear at the petals,
hoping to bring to it the same loneliness he felt.

Weeping
Wishing
Missing
His soul mate gone from his arms.
Gone to another life.
His heart aching and hurting,
as if struck by a dagger.
Or has cupid removed the arrow which
lead him to his one time lover?

Growing ill of this loneliness.
His hand holds the last picture of her.
Even that was fading fast,
as if a curse was casted.
For when she dies,
all of her must disappear from sight.

The question of sorrow spawns in his mind.
"Why couldn't I have taken her place?"
One being heard his question of sorrow,
as if waiting for eternity.
Lady Death springs forth from the voids to bid his request.

There before him, his soul mate stands.
Gravity pulls him close to his love.
"Kiss me and forever together we may live",
as if a spell swept over him.
He kissed Lady Death.

Unsheathe the darkness from your eyes.
Begin the endless search.
Take in the pleasures you adore.
Explore into your mind.
Submerge with your thoughts and dreams.
Rampage through the nightmares and fears.
Catapult your way through the endless voids.
Remove the walls of the abyss.
Redeem your soul from which you sacrificed it to.
Watch in full force, your life.

How can a time call The Present exist?
When Time is never at a still moment.
One could say;
"This very moment is The Present"
Even though as the words pass their lips,
the words have been dragged
back to The Past.
Is The Future not merely one second away?
Perhaps, The Present is a conjunction of the two.
Perhaps, its to describe our current situation or whereabouts
Perhaps, The Present is a lie.
Until proven wrong, by some radical scientist.
The last of the three is my belief.

A mother’s struggle to put
food on the table.
To rebuild a broken past.
Lending a helping hand to people in need.
A woman fulfilling her dream
on broadway or in a music video.
Three nieces never having to struggle.
A person marrying the one they love in Greece.
Helping a friend who cannot be heard.
A family proud of the achievements.
A mother that doesn’t live in sorrow.
A father who will regret his actions.
Helping with pen, paper, and a creative mind.
The music that encompasses the world.
Knowledge of knowing the ending will be fine.
The message of an angel.

Illusions of a dream.
The essence of many.
The madness in a scream.
Struggle of any to bare plenty.
The driving factors in one’s life.
What inspires you?

Its ready to bust out
And give some knockouts
The silence has been broken
I no longer am unspoken
With each passing breath
The darkness envelopes  me
Standing by me is the Reaper
He stretch out his left hand
The Death hand
Calling upon my alter ego
The demon within
Ripping at my soul
As a tornado uproots a tree
My resistance gone unnoticed
I kept focused
Divided into two
Should I just let it loose?
The uncontrollable rage
Was seen in my face
My body trembling
Like a molecule vibrating in the air
The transformation was complete
All of life ceased...

Stains on your shirt
Stains on your hand
The stains gets ******
As you keep rubbing your hands

Your leader
Your master
Within 30 seconds
He died before you

You felt no sympathy
You felt no remorse
Angry in your head
Sadness in your heart

The stains are everywhere
The stains confuse you
He once said "Cold hearted people don't bleed."
Your are surprised that he bled

But he knew
But you never knew
The strength you had
Your strength that came out in a fury

He knew not to do it
He knew not to laugh
You grew angry and emotions ran high.
Are you accused or excused?

Soaring far above the clouds

The wind in front guides our wings

Spinning, twirling, and twisting

Around each other

Escaping the abyss to journey

To the place we both longed to be

Excitement blossoming in the eyes

As we grow ever so near

Our nostrils filled with the many

Scents from below.

Floating on a cloud to adjust

to the new found freedom.

Hands interlocked, eyes locked in a stare

as we made our final descent

We gently floated down to the earth

Just like a leaf would glide down to the earth

1 weeks pass by
With my mind still numb
Crack open the notebook
Retrieving a pencil to hand
I proceed to wri......
Nothing
Mind goes numb
How does one break of this spell?

2 weeks pass by
As I visit Hello Poetry daily
Reading poems,
Never reacting to some.
As my mind could not
Even fathom a response.

3 weeks pass by
I grow wary of my notebook
Collecting dust has become its new fame
Would peek through it time to time
Looking for hints
To guide me from this spell.

4 weeks pass by
A part of me felt lost
Have I broken from my love?
Finally, the advice of a long lost friend
Came back with fury
"Just write, scribble, ramble, and rant"
The spell was broken and my mind freed.
Spent the night with my one true love.

sigh*
Unease to see the sun setting
Darkness rears
Oh so near
The day was full of sunlight
Sustaining the life all around us.
Oh what a glorious day it was.
Birds were flying high in the sky
Singing songs of freedom and love.
Cooling breezes pass by
As we can continue to run, jump, and swim.
Emotions are high;
Couples love,
Friends laugh, and
Families share.
Sun continues to set
The world slows down
For us to rest.
Can't wait for the world to blossom once again.

Her birthday draws nearLets all start it with a cheerHer favorite time of the year,Winter, is not far from hereYou still live among usWe all still hold apiece of you within our hearts.Knowing that your guiding our way.When your birthday comesIt will not lead tosadness or sorrow, butHappiness and thanksgivingYour legacy ofGoodwill, kindness, and happinessare far from goneThey will live on like you always willHer birthday draws nearLets all start it with a cheerHer favorite time of the year,Winter, is not far from heremiss u :)

I have dreamt of dreams that make you smile.I have dreamt of dreams that dream for themselves.I have dreamt of dreams that brings peace.I have dreamt of dreams that brings hope to a divided world.I have dreamt of dreams that make you think.I have dreamt of dreams of the soldiers in Iraq.I have dreamt of dreams that can bring tears to your eyes.I have dreamt of dreams that have an everlasting impression.I have dreamt of dreams of soaring through the endless sky.I have dreamt of dreams that show what will happen in the future.I have dreamt of dreams that dreamt of my dreams of my past life would have came true.I have dreamt of the dreams that Martin Luther King has once dreamt.I have dreamt of a dream that can only be dreamt by me,for this dream I have never dreamt,but only dreamt this dream once,it was a dream that showed me what it would be like with two parents.

All in All
love conquers all
When she’s near you
you will never fall

You know when your in love
When you see her face
You try to talk to her
But you shiver and shake

You see her crying
Your scared out of your heart
You know what you
have to do right now

You get close to her
you try to comfort her
This is the first time
she has ever noticed you

All in All
love conquers all
When he’s near you
you will never fall

Your boyfriend thinks
that you cheat on him
But you know in your heart
that you love him to death

He pushes the finally straw
you find out that
He’s the one that’s
been cheating after all

You sit and you cry
You finally notice this guy
he tries his best
to make you smile




All in All
love conquers all
Now these two will
be together for long

Its been a few weeks
They don’t fight and fuss
Everybody sees them
As the perfect match

Four years pass
no one remembers the past
But they still know
that it may not last

That time has come
She has to go
Will they stay together
or will she go


All in All
love conquers all
Now they know they
Can’t be together for long

Burning away
Eating at the soul
Day by Day
We get wrinkled and old

Some get stronger
Some get Bolder
Some appreciate
Some start to hate

Far apart we all are
But drawn together we also are
Before disaster strikes we are apart
After disaster strikes we are together

The emptiness in some's soul
Can turn out so cold
But some' soul are open and gold
Ready to help the needy and the old
We try to prevent it
We try to stop it
But all we can do
Is stand there and watch it
watching the world blaze

Mad
Furious
Rage
Enraged
Hostile
These are all the words that don’t describe who I am as a person

Forward
Brash
Bold
Unfrightened
Unapprehensive
Words that I wished that described who I am.

Reserved
Calm
Brassy
Free
Easy
Words that other people say that describe who I am.

Angry
Tranquil
Unworried
Unease
Words that describe who I am.
Now ask yourself
Who am I?

So divided
Some fight for freedom
Some fight for their lifes
Some fight because they can
One World
So divided
Choose your side
Left?
Right?
Or become one
One World
So divided
Out of place
Confused
Dying
Angry
Hurt
Needs healing

Come journey with me.
Come see how my life has been.
Come see what my eyes behold.
Come see what people haven't seen about about me.
Grow up with two parents.
Leaving the earth loving one.
I have seen the misfits, the fights and agreements.
I end up going to my room misguided and crying.
Its my chance to go away forever.
To sleep forever.
It's a chance for me to take my life.
Then I realized my thoughts were insane.
But then what if I go it all changes.
So confused, so afraid.
I shut my eyes to think.
I think long and hard.
Then open my eyes.
Realizing that I have people that care about me.
I rearrange all my thoughts.
And start to breathe again.
Refreshed.
I stand up, stand tall.
Wiping the tears from my innocent face.
I approach the closed door.

The wind blows
Irony starts to show
Some people slow
And the world ceases to flow

The sea is calm
Relax your mind
Replenish your soul
Just take control

The road is there
Guide the way
Night or Day
Open your eyes and see the way

We all have it.
We all deal with it.
But can you let it control you?
Down to our very last breath.
We doubt our very existence.

Doubt has made people,
Make up and break up.
But all in all it will still be there
In the abyss, on earth, and in space.
Life its very self is doubt.

But I have learn to come around it.
I have learn to believe,
I believe in life,
I believe in people
But I don’t trust all.

That’s is the way around doubt
It is to believe.
Doubt leaves you stranded,
Believing keeps you moving.

Fear
Is it real?
Is it a product of doubt?
Is it what stops use from reaching our goals?
Or is it there to make the world look even more bigger?

What can stop it?
Some say you need to face your fears.
Do your fears go away once you have faced it?
Or do u get more that amerge from the heavenly abyss?

Some fear can help.
Some fear cannot be erased.
Some fear cannot even be faced or seen.
So then what is the reasons for having fears, that can make or break you?

Are they apart of life?
Are we born with fear as oppose to believing?
Is it a necessity we need to move on day to day with?
Do we use it as and excuse from day to day things that we have to do?

In the back of my mind it is.
I have a fear tht cannot be erased.
No matter how many times i try and face it, it nvr disappears.
Since I believe, that fear has release its grip on me and controls me no more.

I say fear is a necessity.
I say fear is a product of doubt.
I say fear cannot take control of your own life.
For if you do live your life in fear, then the end of the world is very near.

The door shuts
Cars stop
People stop moving
As the world is plunged into absolute silence.

Mines don’t explode
Tanks sit still
Guns not fired
As the war is plunged into absolute silence.

Birds stop chirping
Clouds aren’t moving
Water stops flowing
As nature is plunged into absolute silence.

The world is silent
And I know why
This is what happens
When music stops
..….Silence……

They are..
Life
Mothers that care for their young
The soldiers that fight for their country
Nieces and Nephews
Seeds of the future
Brothers and sisters blood or not
The inspiration that drives us
Fathers that work day and night
Strong
Things we hold dearest to our heart
Lovers that withstand the worst
Memories that can’t be lost
Always there in the toughest times
The reason we face our fears
Friends that will never let us down
Hope
Most importantly, they are you.

The first six miles I run,
are ran when the sun raises.
Its ran for selfish reasons.
I clear my thoughts,
then rearrange them for the day.
Listen to my music,
For my legs move in motion with the beat,
and not be drawn by the pain sent from my brain.
Its to awaken me from my long slumber.
Its ran for me to be free.
The freedom to not care what others think and
the freedom to make my own path.

Now the last six miles I run,
are ran when the sun sets.
This is ran so I can see the beauty of nature.
No music is brought with.
Mind is cleared of everything.
My legs move to the music of nature.
My mind listens to the song the trees sing.
What songs? One may ask.
The song of love, as a couple sits beneath a tree.
The song of peace, as the leaves sway in the wind.
The song of power, as the mighty presence of the tree.
Listen close enough you'll hear and see the songs.
Both six miles are ran away from the sun,
to insure I never get lost.

For all those people that think life is so easy.
Step into my life and it wont be so breezy.
Why is there senseless killing of others?
Why cant we live in peace with one other?
Why is there so much disease and poverty?
Why cant we come together and stomp thee?
Why is there so many racist?
What did that race ever do to you?
So many more questions are out there.
But no one there to answer them
I'm not here to preach about life
But I’m here to teach about life
For all those people that think their parents are annoying
I say this once, so listen closely
Go an thank your parents for keeping u alive,
cause if wasn’t for them your *** would be dead.
I bless my mom for what she has done for me
She takes care of me my sister and my brother.
I bless my dad for creating me
beside that I want nothing to do wit him
For all those soldiers that fight for America
You are the real heroes
You are the real heroines
Because you fight for a country that’s not perfect
You fight for all of our freedom
So thanks for what you are doing
Now for my friends that passed away Rest In Peace
But you will always be in my heart
I know you will be watching upon me
Because of this our dreams wont stop here

my very first poem enjoy!

Thoughts on paper,
Emotions in ink.
Verse that shows
What the artist may think.

Not just words
That rhyme or not.
It's a writer's emotion,
Their deepest thought.

To write great poetry
So deep and true,
It must come from emotions
Deep inside of you.

What you feel is what you write.
It helps to let it all out.
It's the perfect outlet
For those who don't scream and shout.

Do not be afraid
To let the world know.
Say what you think,
And let your emotions go

Weeks gone by.
I couldn’t survive.
She was not by my side.
I was about to die.
Her love for me
Was going away.
While my love for her
Was growing strong.
My life was falling apart.
The road in front was breaking apart.
My guardian angel.
Flew away.
I tried to grasp onto her,
But she pulled away.
My mortal body,
Couldn’t take the pain.
I fell into the deepest,
And darkest part of the world
The Abyss
I saw her with another man
My heart sank deep down
Like quicksand
She said she loved me
But it was all false
I couldn’t cope with the pain
So I ran lost
I felt disabled
Without my angel.

The essence of words
Goes beyond their meanings
Consciousness itself is word dependent
Their mere use can bring together the world
Or shatter a civilization
They describe our feelings
Whether sad, happy, or filled with unhindered love
Imagining a world without words,
Would be incomparable to anything else.
As words are the mother of all memes.

An angel?
Is this my angel?
Such a beautiful face,
leaving imprints in my soul.
Her eyes piercing into my mind,
Seeing my true intentions.

This angel.
This must be my angel.
I try to reach,
But her wings kept her from being breached.
She beings to turn,
Truly revealing her majestic wings

Why?
Why must she leave?
Finally realizing she was drifting away.
My mind begins to race,
But she moved with such grace.
With her silky hair rippling behind her,
like the ocean.

Gone
Left me behind.
Was it all an illusion?
Can such a beautiful angel exist?
Those white majestic wings,
trimmed with gold.
Were the only images,
that didn't grow old

Those wings
Must find those wings.

Run! Run!
First task at hand
Break free of the glass
That so boldly holds you in the past
The past of rights and wrongs
Unbearable heartless and undying love
The pain of loses
And the ever pleasant memories
All quickens yours strides
Blasting you from the glass of the past

Run on! Run on!
The final task has begun
Let the past run along side you to the light
Bring forth what the broken glass left behind
The teachings
Let it focus your mind
Bring peace to your soul
And encompass your body
Your strides quicken ever more
The ever present light passes on by

Run free! Run free!
Freedom at last
Your body soars from the ground
Removing the last of the shackles
The freedom of the future
Possibilities have become endless
Rewrite history
Reinvent the music
Dreams become reality
Begin anew

Ah the future of freedom

Mind
An aimless mind.
Wandering through the abyss of life.
Gathering the unforseen,
but disregarding the dim and shallow.

Looking for the body it once inhabited.
It renounced itself.
When it finally lost its way.
For the purpose to "fit in"

Body
The body now blends with the dim and shallow.
Just to be accepted among the others.
Leaving the ones that truly cared,
Alone in the abyss regretting that they cared.

It once was bright and thoughtful.
Somewhere on life's journey,
It was torn from it's true self.
Morals, pride, and all...lost.

Lost?
Is it turning this new road,
to its primary life journey?
Is it experimenting with life?
Or is it truly lost to the dim and shallow?