Within the fields of grace
and moving waltzing wheat fields
moves the spotted feline with pace
black tears run down its face and yields
to the sun's tangerine gaze

The rythmic thomping of paws through grass
with undivided focus so clear
every step as fragile as glass
sounds perilous behind this feeble deer

Colossal strides that fly through air
pefected anatomy claws down its goal
rules of nature have never been fair
but one must know the key is survival
this deer now knows its fatal fate
is nature's gift to the cheetah's plate.

When im gone, and no longer there to hold you when you crying.Maybe then you'll realize that you was the one lying,  and im done! don't bother even  trying.Rain of pain tears are falling,  and my heart is cold  your love is calling?
so I hang up!
cause your full of it, no more love falling, cause im through with it.

I could've been there as your man, but now thinking of it, I cant stand.
And as for this stranger in this strange land, this strange man, and this real man, will meet who is now a heartless dead man.
Only only one will be on his feet, and its this man.

but in the end!
Back to you, and how you did me wrong,I get it.
You played me the whole time, and in my presence you don't belong.
Now that the hand has turned, and my patience with you has been wasted.
time with you is gone,but theres a closure that I can never face it.

I cant believe it, how nieve I was!
Its the truth, your pathetic its pittyful too
and I regret it, all that i did for you.
Your no longer a memory or a fantasy.
What Ive made you is all deciessed-full,in my heart.
You an art that shouldnt live, be punished for what you did, and let me be once rewarded for all that I've give.

So I leave you this letter, more of a promiss.
That life could take better care of me rather than you, from what you promissed.
So lets be honest, you never had a thing for me, but I did for you.
Quess thats wasnt enough to keep me too.
So "bye bye!", Im tired! Im gone!
When you ask were I went,
just listen to this song.
My pain is written in these lines, now start reading!
If you really did care for me then make wounds in thought of me, and start bleeding.
So I can live off your pain, and laugh myself to sleep.
knowing your stupid, and deceitful actions lead you to lossing me.
You blame everything but yourself as if its not clear to see.
One will not prove there mistakes, but some are open spokenley.
And your not one.

I hope this letter rotts your insides,
make your eyes burn from tears as if it was from rays of the burning sun,
and let your lips dry.
Cause no one will ever kiss you like I will,
not no guy hunn!
The only real thing in your life has just been killed.
I bet your not thrilled, to see me smile, but behind it, its anger filled.
Im strong willed, but at times I cant help but think your heart was born still.
"Us" did happen too fast, now the thoughts of you is just those of my past.
I'll still keep you in my broken heart,suffocating in a caste.
So your love can die,
as I give you a taste of you own trash.
Let it known, my heart beats with no rhythm.
From what you said and what I've known baby your unforgiven. I.I know It wont hurt you as it hurts me, but I rather let you know, that I rather be thirsty than drink your love, why? because your cursed see?
you told me lies to hypnotized me, I saw love but I felt it blindly.
false image of love, is  what you remind me, and im this song, you play this, now rewind me.These lyrics are clear, like my head is now, open mindly.
Able to co-exist with my heart, now before I can love again I wouldn't have to tear it apart.

By:Emmanuel jv Hernandez
Created 12-10-11
pefected 2-22-12

She said he was wealthy,
owned several properties,
endowed several churches
and sired seven children,
all of whom he disowned.

For her, evidence that wealth
doesn't always trickle down.
He left it to foreign missions,
teachers of intolerance.

Tattered black and white photo,
his eyes glare from crackled glaze,
severe stare, pefected
through lifelong practice,
or simply hypocracy.

Malevolence sparked her old, blue,
hooded eyes as she told me of his death.
He claimed he did not suffer
because of his righteousness.

She bore her story as a curse,
relieved to pass it on to me.
Now I pass the burden on.

It was all just
the moment of a dream
walking the tightrope
between the living and the dead
fluctuating between things real
and things imagined
I happened upon
the beginning of eternity
and the end of time

where her eyes hovered
and swirled in colors unknown
they hung there high in the night
wide and wonderful and woven
with the song and enchantments
of the first born moon

her lips dark with magic
and curves of lust and sin
her body was the sky
and the ocean
and the burning clouds
her skin tattooed
with the ink off stars
and the lost song
and breeze of leaves

she moved like mist
and danced like smoke
her movement slow
and deliberate
she shook the earth
and all the things
of heaven and hell
paused to watch

her hands unseeable
and her touch everywhere
covering my skin
and bones and pulse
and the cold dark places
and cracks within
and along my heart

she spoke without sound
in soft whispers
and sang in silent lullabies
in languages of dead gods
and forgotten poetry
she wrote untold fairy tales
into the blood of my skin
in the perfect cursive of flame

she knew the unknowable
and kept the secrets of dragons
and hid the maps
to the never never of forever
in the buzz of a humming birds wing
she knew the truth of sadness
hiding behind the black pupils
of the devils eyes
and the lies he told
to keep back the tears

she invented the art of kindness
and pefected the act of forgiveness
living between the forests
of the lost and alone
and the mountains
where madness sleeps
she is just beyond
the falls of oceans end
living in the breath
of the moment of a dream

Perfection
A concept
A human construction
As randomness dances
From cradle to grave

It gave me a glimpse
Into something important
Transcendent
Immortal
But with no descendants
A vapor eternal as haze

So gather her thoughts
All the strings and connections
Connected by only
The choice that she made

Or better yet
Gather the songs of a singer
Let's bring them in focus
With souls of the hopeless
And help spread the love that she craved