I’m truly a wordsmith with poetry and rhyme…
If you haven’t realized it by now, I guess… you must be blind.
I really don’t feel bad if you don’t like my page…..
I have a place where my poetry’s all the rage.
In his head yes!
****! .... I wasn’t even speaking to you Chris….
Who’s Chris?
Oh!... Just the voice in my head… which the last words… rhymed with…
Who thought you can actually do that with words…..
You mean, put it on a treadmill backwards… and still make it come first.
Yes it’s a skill…. I probably mentioned this before….
It’s like the words just flow…. from my third minds eye’s core.
I completely zone out….?
Yes! …Please don’t pout… I’m always on the scout ….for my scythed words to put doubt…
Or even reroute…..
Your thoughts or your feelings……
Maybe in theory…..then you’ll like these pages.
If you haven’t realized it by now…
I’m Mr Farzee…..so please just stay calm.
Maybe I should just try… and put that diff-erent-ly……
Mr Farzee… in actual fact …is just me.

Tortured soul
He walks this earth alone
Crying out to be saved
His heart has turned to stone
He’s soul now aimlessly roams
Searching for the light to his darkness
He finds that no one’s home
He put his pen to paper
His savior has become his poems
Capturing all eternal heartache, that life to him has thrown
It brought him sadness
His scarred
Which for he alone atones
For the words he captures
When he gets lost in the zone
Writing from feelings
He will never truly disown
Giving it life, No one will ever condone

As he’s pen bleeds
Inscribing heartache of a tormented soul to these pages
His heart rages
His caged demons scream’s for him to release him from their cages
His inked pen .....now becoming his soul Savior

The moon reflect your silhouette in the night sky
Why?
Are you haunting me, I feel I could cry
Heartbroken,
You left me to die
I plead, no beg of you,
please leave my mind
You still a part of me
In my soul you reside,
I can no longer cry
Someone please save me!
Why’d you leave me behind
God you should have taken me instead
In her place I would have died
Please help me!
This misplaced rage I can’t hide….


Loneliness is killing me
I can’t go on, it’s with you I should be
We for eternity, is a promise we share
Slit wrist,
Wait for me my love
I’ll be right there.

As I speed and strife, on this insanely busy highway we call life
Completely swaying wildly as I dodge their gloves
The bell rings as I swing…
He dodged it, like it was in honor of his wife
Out the corner I come, rough and ready, my legs are steady
I fell like steel, but just hot and sweaty
Swing and a miss, it looks like I just dodged his fist
Man that’s close, I feel like I should toast to this
Red wine? or White wine?
Wait! I ain’t got time for this, or I mean don’t misgis
Back to the fight….
I connect like Thors hammer and he just took flight
It’s over I think, better get a drink, to toast my might
Oh wait never mind, I think I just dropped the mike
Or the pen in this instance, trust me I just might, be high as a kite.

The sound of battle sings around me, a voice armored
Deaths favorite track drenched with hope and tearstained destinies cut short, silently plays
My name screaming across his cold lips
Do I give my soul already condemned willingly
My demons caged, rattles my spirit from an eternal slumber
Waking a memory of a blessed love waiting in cloaked fear
I stand as if the mountains themselves  has given me their roots
Her echoed love carries me forward, as fear chooses to fear
I move with the might of my comrades fallen
Courage lends me its strength
Lashing out as the hatred of the innocent lives lost fuels me
I strike with the force of demons possessed
The blood of my victory seeps from my wounded sword
Cries of a battle won rains tears of elation
Breathing underrated as death screams….
Knowing.... I chose to live.

Caught between a rock and a hard place
Feeling toxic or feelings disgraced
Home is where the heart is
Home I misplaced
Without you in it
It’s just an empty space
This void I can’t replace
You were the air that I breathe
Your kisses I still taste
Broken
You said these years was a waste
I thought we were in love
I guess that was just not the case
In my nightmares,
I still see your face

Awake in a nightmare
This is not fair
A twisted soul caught in a merry-go-round snare
A moment replaying
By now I shouldn’t care
Love lost is love lost
yet,
the battle scars we eternally wear

I try to keep my flow going
Writing in all kinds of ways
To keep this poetry flowing
Not knowing
How these words bleed from my heart
Yet in life I cannot show it
Am I broken
Or is this a chance that I’m taking
Living life through a looking glass
Through these words on these pages

This war has many faces
Armed with an army
They are ruthless and tasteless
Yet we are fated
To live life in the shadows
When we were all meant for greatness
So start taking
Life by the throat
Let it know you not faking
Make it call out your name
While it’s trembling and shaking
You have the power
So let us stop flaking
Let us march on this world
Like it’s ours for the taking