Your soul astray in darkness,
Like a demon put out its light.
No spark of life within.

Fire-up your soul,
Let there be light.

Let the fire breathe out sparks,
And strengthen your soul.
Let the flames soar high,
And fuel every inch of you.
Let the fire burn your past mistakes,
And pave way for new light.
Let your worry turn into ashes,
And heal your soul to its core.

But don't let the light fade away,
Don't let the spark die,
Let there be light,
Let there be some light to guide.

she walks into an abyss.
the light slowly fades -
she barely notices.

she starts to run
as her breathing quickens.
she claws at the abyss,
hoping for a way out.

she hears a voice,
soft yet secure,
that guides her.
the light appears as
she takes small steps.

she keeps walking
until the light engulfs her.
she is free.

You're my guiding star
You're the driver of our car
You wash away all of my scar
And that's why I love everything you do

You're the every line
Everytime I get too far
You're just like my mother
Guides me to be better

You're my ice
On a hot summer day
That keep me at bay
You're making me your everything, so stay

I know life is hard
So we play like life
Dont pretend i know we're fine
And I find it so cute you play it hard
So here I am playing your game
Just to be your man
To change your last name
To mine

You make my heart sing
You changed my perspective to a new theme
I can't believe it, I thought it was a dream
Thank you, you increased my esteem

You're my everything
before that I thought life was joking,
You know exactly everything you do
And that's why I love everything about you.

There's a way and will to this world
No matter how twisted or slow or fast
There's a finite intelligence there
Guiding me to places known or unknown
Here or there it doesn't matter
The result is the same  
A journey some place else
We are here just now and future
We will be taken to new places
For further experiences in this life
They will be good or bad or indifferent

Your one stride, is full of pride,
We can see you are trying to guide.
But, we still get misplaced, and
You still come back to emplace.
Oh Swami Bapa, we can't thank you enough,
for helping us get through our guf...

and what is justice in the face of adversity?
what is confidence in the midst of cowardice?
what is fine and what makes your throat tight?

i do not know, for i am simply a poet
but i wish for someone to guide me
so that nobody hurts me
so that i
no longer cry...

An Optimist’s Guide to Falling in Love With a Woman


have a very minor fender ******, you’ll never get a persons digits any easier, consider it a bonus first date, a stress test interview, when humans on their worst/best behavior, their true nature revealed and tough exteriors melt when gallantly take full responsibility, details to be discussed over dinner

risks: she’ll  will never ever let you drive her, even after, no...never ever after, the issue is closed, ‘twas your fault and is non-discussable

critique her order standing behind her at McDonald’s. blowback assured! charm resistance and openness will be tested, but you claim pure concern for her well being, even after offering to pay  a dollar for every calorie ingested if she only switches to a plant-based burger

risks: hamburger grease soul staining, no love stain stick remover handy and everybody knows mixed marriages really never work tween bronco busting cowgirls and city tree huggers

you take a spill, nose in the phone crossing street, she lifts you up with wonder woman strength and gentility, you sputter with half-feigned indignation for you’ve embarrassedly first sight-fallen in love, all your words and everything else is failing and flailing as she tends to the cut, drives you to her office where she stitches you up, while cracking jokes that are truly funny

risks: she is a Dallas Cowboy fan, or worse, someone else got there first, and you need life long therapy

she’s in seat 10C, Miami to NYC, pretending very poorly to not be reading this very story-poem you’re creating, but doing so VERY poorly because she is editing, making suggestions, punching you in the arm excitedly, asking if you want to share a cab home, for she reveals that she too, secretly dips the quill in ink and needs an expert opinion, yours for sure since you’re SO good looking too!

risks: the weather diverts the plane to Baltimore where you live together happily after-ever, cause you’re both tired of life in cities with 3-13 perennial losing NFL teams and it is exquisitely equidistant from your annoying relatives
and ex’s




Baltimore Washington International Airport
4:29 pm Dec. 2nd