#lot
fight ***** with *****
their own *****
thrown back at them
May 2
May 2, 2026 at 9:01 AM UTC
Day to sweeten
Day to finish a thought
Day to exact sovereign
Day to dream, a world is odd...
Done?
Wealth of a sincere wish
Taken to example, for a kinder love
Silence is a house, seek me when a star's finished
The tired eyes of tragedy
*** of a wanton song
Never heard, except by my marvel, an oddity
Of measured distance, for decency, all along?
Time with a friend
Sharing a word, with sallow imagination...
Tirades with a ploy, is this the end?
Couth or courage, adding the face of silence
Fate of desire, that came:
Fate in a charity, to serve
Fate of a copious sense, of shame
Fate has made a with, without a dread to earn a curse
Jul 4, 2025
Jul 4, 2025 at 6:04 PM UTC
Manifestation
Manipulation I can't
Distinguish between
Jul 21, 2021
Jul 21, 2021 at 7:30 PM UTC
You’re looking for a clean needle in a hay sack
While I’m searching for answers in a pile of nails
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 2:38 AM UTC
What a beautiful thing it is !
A Canvas that speaks a lot
Wow ! an artist’s soul
That try to speak a lot
From the window of canvas
To the doors of sky
Till the depth of ocean
In the romancing moonlight
And spreading its vastness
As the fragrance
Of night blooms
Until the sunrise
Again from morning dews
To chirping birds
Snowy mountains
To windy breeze
A moving cloud
And even from rain to rainbow
All is possible
With the tip of a brush
Is a marvellous thing
That depicts an artist’s heart
An art is a creation
Of an artist
Which is made
In different colours
With different paints
And in different shades
But all in one canvas
Makes an effective painting
Which can never die
As an artist’s soul
That is lightning forever
As a magical lantern
Some paintings speaks a lot
Like stories to us
When it starts speaking
The whole image depicts
It’s originality
As an original photo
Of some place
And that really can lost us
Somewhere as in the canvas
Even eyes of a portrait
Speaks a lot
When we stare in that eyes
It seems as the person is gazing
As a living person is standing in front of us
Which feels like a real photo
And it really makes
An unbelievable painting
Which is like giving life
To the non living thing
Within the canvas
By an artist
Or like a flower bloomed
In the hands of an artist
Canvas that speaks a lot
Really shows true heart
Of an artist’s creation
A beautiful creation
By ones own hands
Mesmerise all of us
With no time
Like an original picture
Taken with a camera
Of high resolution
Is something to adore
With the hearts of love
Canvas that speaks a lot
Is a graceful creation
That makes us wonder
Which is a miracle
In hands of an artist
That remains its effect
For life time
And that make
An artist
Different from others
Canvas that speaks a lot
Is a creation of art
When an artist starts
To move his hand on canvas
It starts to speak a lot
From the sincerity of love
To the beauty of a nature
Sparkling eyes of a human
And the depth of a sea
All that beautiful creation
Of Godly things
Is once more painted
With the help of an artist’s brush
Is something that speaks
For a lifetime
With thousands of words
In one image
Is an exemplary
Creation of humane
In a canvas
Canvas that speaks a lot
With voice of heart
Beats in every hearts
And in all eras
An artist is like a lantern
That lightens other lights
And a canvas is a mirror
Of an artist’s soul
That reflects the lights
For lifetime
Which was once lit
By an artist
With a great deal
Who was owned
By an eloquent soul.
Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 2:21 AM UTC
I am still patiently waiting
for the day to come
where I wake up
and smile
Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 10:54 AM UTC
I heard it again
Pierced through my vein
It made me a villain
With the crime of in vain
I thought it was unfair
The voices in air
Part of me shivered
It got me veered
Cold and vexed
My soul untamed
.
I was misled
By this evil eyes I have
Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 1:53 PM UTC
"words mean nothing," you hope -
in your anger, bile, and tears.
you've poured out your heart
with paper, and pen, and keyboard, and playlist, and life.
moulding great civilisations and intricate portraits and new lives and companions and loves.
you sew yourself together,
scattered fragments from your terror,
weaving a tapestry to replace your skin.
peel off the layers,
scrape away your pain
patching up wounds with words:
bandages from poems,
dressings from that play.
burn, burn bright as the stars in the sky -
distant and dying and alone.
shine, shine like that light on your desk...
_______________________________________
you edit, and change
constantly revising
the story in your head -
and I think that's okay.
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 8:44 AM UTC
Love loving -
love pain!
Because you will also
have a lot of it.
It's up to you -
to complain!
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 10:17 AM UTC
A lone plastic bag
Of unknown, mysterious origin,
Now floats, heaven-bound.
Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 11:24 AM UTC
The salt of the earth
Seasons fresh mirth
on the plates of the gifted among us.
Gifted with pride,
And holding inside
A wealth of greed stronger than all lust.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 2:02 AM UTC
yesterday night, i know you saw the text bubble with the ellipses
and you must have been wondering
what the HECK i was typing
because i did a lot of backspacing and suddenly that text was
g o n e
and you never got the terrifying notification that would put all the weight of the world on your shoulders
as you read that the world's smallest soul had a thing for you!
you never got the text i was supposed to send when i was rocking back and forth within my own mind
trying to figure out how to own up to what i wanted to send
i wanted to send you a simple 3 words ( i like you )
and yet i did a lot of backspacing before i got the nerve and
now the moment is gone.
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 7:18 PM UTC
the concrete beneath our feet
turned to **** rugs peeking between
our toes.
headlights from a passing car
illuminate what is already clear
as you pull my waist in closer.
music drifts in the background
as words unspoken
spark creation under the soft
sounds of our eyes meeting.
Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 2:09 PM UTC
I ain't no stranger to strangers.
I got a lot of love to give.
Can't see through to the back of the room.
When the lights go dim,
That's when the violence blooms.
The wispers carry on tension
Of the strings between the cans.
All the brows are down at me
And the words slash whenever they can.
But I've got one thing more
Than anybody with giddy grins
On their plastic faces
And their squared-off chins.
I've got life.
I've got life.
I ain't no secrets to secrets.
Many have been mine to keep.
Heaven knows, I've been a few.
When they got back to their houses,
They wished away secrets they knew.
They scream to break the tension.
If they don't, they go insane.
They poison their faces,
Turn the keys and spill their brains.
But I've got something more
Than loose binds to convention.
I'm a prism of truth
From another dimension.
I've got life.
I've got life.
Even though they say they don't,
I know that they want to know
''How does the other half live?"
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 7:03 AM UTC
I am many things
Tired
Numb
Sad
Lonely
But most importantly
I am me
And that's all I ever have to be
Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 10:52 PM UTC
Hey everyone!
I just wanted to let you all know about the release of my self-published book of poems, "Parking Lot Poems"! Thank you all for your support; this website has been instrumental in shaping me into the poet I am today. If you have ever read a single word or line from one of my works, thank you. If you are interested in purchasing a copy, you can do so here:
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Thank you!
Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 1:34 PM UTC
Love is complicated
Love requires patience
Love requires tolerance
Love require honesty
Love requires sacrifices
Love comes with trials
Love comes unexpectedly
It is involuntary
Love hits us like a ton of brick
It cause us to lose control
It cause us to do strange things
It cause us to constantly be around someone
Constantly think of someone
Love make us understand someone
Love gives us hope
Love give us courage
Love make us happy
Love makes us strong
Love makes us weak
Love makes us confused
Love makes us complete
Love is everything.
We, are created to fall in love.
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 9:48 PM UTC
A trio of compound realms I own:
A smile, a rainbow and unknown.
May I bake them? Fetch a pie
Of fruitful colours? Why
Won't it abound with the sky?
A trio of compound selves I bear.
Each dwells without and within.
Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 12:36 AM UTC
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly.
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly.
Though we are separate now,
On different lands...
But we have walked along,
Holding hands...
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly...
Though we are distant now,
So far away...
But we have moved along,
Hips in sway...
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly...
May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 9:30 AM UTC
- she has no name
she is his wife --
Lot’s wife
she follows him
it’s expected
as they climb from the valley
she turns
to take another look at the life she
left behind
- it’s not allowed
it’s not allowed to look
is she curious?
does she miss the home she left behind?
a woman is not allowed
a woman cannot disobey
not in the mirror she stares
not even into her own soul
- it’s not allowed
***** she stands
into a pillar she turns
a curvy statue of salt mountains
head turned to the sea below
elegant curves whisper
sounds of eternity
Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 12:11 AM UTC
You were sad,
Upset with your mum,
And with your dad.
I made you so glad,
Made you forget tears,
And you forgot.
What was it,
I could only wonder,
All you made was a mockery.
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 5:45 AM UTC
Standing
alone
Darkness
and flame
Devoured
his soul
Crippled
and maim
Losing
his mind
as shadows
take over
Losing
all luck
like a small
four-leaf clover
Consumed
by fire,
turning
to ash
A fool
with bounty
turned in
for cash
Betrayed,
back-stabbed
and left
to die
"You were
ignorant
Now you wonder
why...?"
"You trusted
too quickly
Trampled on
Used
Demotivated
Attacked
Demoralised
Abused"
"You wanted
out
but got dragged
back in
Trying
to shout
but end up
in sin"
"One day
there was
a pure
little child
who, when
he passed you
always smiled
Until
the day
he stood
in the meadow
A flame
appeared
Engulfed him
in shadow
Smoke,
impure
as black
as death
destroyed
his body
like crystal
****
It looked
to him
like help
arrived
And so
into
the flames
he dived
For a
short while
he took
comfort
until
he saw
he had been
hurt"
His body
turned
into a
crisp
His soul
into a
will-o-wisp
Existed
in
this world
no more
Burnt
it all -
to his
core
until
he had
to eventually
succumb
to the freedom
of drugs
which made him
numb
He lost
his sense
of feeling -
pain
No longer
could he,
greatness
attain
His life
was turned
round 'n
round
until he
wound up
in the
ground
Mentally
- emotionally -
lost,
distorted
Physically
beat
body
contorted
Stuffed
in a hole
Forgotten
about
His very
existence,
a topic
of doubt
Lost in a
world
of shadow
and pain
Where the one
source of light
is the one thing
that drains
Despite
the blazing
flames'
heat
his body -
stiffed
in icy
defeat
A light
so dark
it dis-
emboweled
a kid
who now
from centre
howled
Whose body
was now
completely
disfigured
Whose soul
became
utterly
dismembered
Devoured
by
cannibal -
butcher
He lost
the way
towards
a future
Smog
and smoke
that cloud
his sight
He ended
up
upon a
great height
He knew
that he
had lost
the fight
Below him
was
an ocean
of white
His only option
was to
fall
For there was
no way
to, down
crawl
He stood
staring
at his
defeat
The oceans
were to
about, him
eat
A soft,
sweet land
up in
the sky
Until
you fall
right through
and die
By water
or by
solid
ground
His fate
and soul
were now
unbound
The white
turned to
a sinister
grey
This was
to be
his final
day
And then
to black
did they
then changed
He knew
that this
would be
a dange'
A scorching,
deep flame
from it
arose
And just
like magma
on earth
flows
And like
Abraham
before
the king
But in
contrast
this fire
will cling
And no
small ant
will come
him save
No place
for him
to find
safe have'
A leap
of faith
over
the cliff
His body
turning
lame
from stiff
"Avoid
the flame
into
the river"
His strong
life-force
now slowly
wither
Trying
to hold
the land
in the sky
He thought
to himself
"I'm too young
to die"
As slowly
through clouds
his body
fell
Into
the flames -
the pit
of hell
And like
Moses
before
the sea
Except
that he
would drown
and be
lost
to thought
and mem-
ory
He wanted
to
die eas-
ily
And like
Lot's wife
who turned
on back
Instead
of coals
It was
haze - black
That turned
him back
into
the dust
"This 's what
I get
for over-
trust"
His life
will end
in a
swift fall
The fire
which
promises
all -
The world,
money,
drugs
and fame.
But
truthfully
it is
just flame
He trusted
it
and let
them steal
all his
life
seemed-innocent
deal
Filled
with regret
as slowly
he sinks
It will
be over
soon 's he
blinks
Fading
Dying
It's time
to go
They took
it all
but just
for show
He was then
placed
6-feet
under
and from
the world
did they
him sunder
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 3:09 PM UTC