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structures falling.
pain calling!
armies mount.
enemies shout!
fear rises.
dark surprises!
hope survives.
being deprived!
hated race?
hide your face!
time has come?
we are done!
Secrets of the Soul
To stare upon a universe lost,
wanting to explore no mater the cost.
Ahhed, by it's splendid majesty,
captured by it's complexity.
Shading set to match a code,
this marvelous wonder, if only to hold.
Drawn to every perfect line,
glorious like the stars that shine.
Imbedded in this religious manifold,
to stay would be like gold.
All these aspirations, how I long to share,
but this , I do not dare.
Under the Cold Night
Sky
Underneath the cold night sky,
the trees begin to stalk.
They creep and they sneak
you, they wish to shock.
Feeling there freezing breath
as they follow you every step.
You strive to keep on walking
to get away from the constant stalking.
Suddenly you begin to run,
the tree's great plan has begun.
You realize that you must continue,
in order to prevent from being on the menu.
Want to get away,
You pray for the light of day.
You want to get rid of the eyes
that follow you under the cold night sky.
Torturing My
Soul
Like the sweet smell of a rose,
that is only smelled but once.
A single bath in your beauty
has locked my mind on you.
I still think of you passionate voice,
how it set my heart on fire.
You sweet beautiful face,
that makes my body shake.
Your soft tender skin,
that holds to every curve.
Your long flowing gold hair,
I see flying in the wind.
Ohh!
This torturing in my soul will never end!
Until your in my arms again!
Somehow
Two fated to be one
separated by land
together in the soul
you belong in my heart
your image I still hold
I can feel your soft golden hair
Your perfectly smooth skin
I cherish you tender lips
You passionate eyes I long to see
The thought of caressing you body
oh!, I long to show you how I care.
To envy the air,
for it gets to spend eternity around you.
I wish I was the sun!
I would warm you with my rays,
and gaze upon you day after day.
I believe in my heart,
fate will do it's part.
Two soul fated for each will go together!
SOMEHOW!
Learned
Understand the world how can it be? I feel the pain like a
dagger in my heart, twisting, tearing, and ripping my flesh apart.
The pain that I believe will kill me will stop the blood. I've
learned to hate, to lie, and soon to die. But can I unlearn
what I have learned. Can I learn to love, to give, and to live?
Can I learn that life is worth the cost? I dwell on all the
painful thoughts. I am consumed by them like a fire. Am I
merle the wood used to kindle the firestorm of life?
Can the pain in my soul ever be stopped! Will I learn to love?
What have I become? Am I the source of my pain? Am I hiding
from it all rather then facing it head on? I feel like a lonely
rock at the bottom of a mountain stream. Nowhere to go only to
let the water of life push and shove me about. No longer with a
purpose no place to go. Left alone to be ran by the river of
life. But this rock, doesn't it become smooth. The river that
harms the rock has made it beautiful. Has the painful flow of
life smoothed my edges? Has it made my ruff sides soft?
If I am found would I not be precise? Have I found a purpose?
Have I learned to give, love, and finally to live. The pain of
life has molded me into who I am. Can this be how can pain
make me? What have I become through my pain. Is this true?
Am I smooth, beautiful and treasured? Have I learned to give,
to love, and to live?
Control
The pain, what is it from? Could it be there is a creature
inside me. Wrapped around my heart forcing it to do it's
every will. Have I lost all control? Can I stop it all?
I long to flush the beast form me. It rips my soul away with
it's razor sharp claws. It consume me with a stone-heart. It
controls me form the inside out. Is it possible to fight what I
can't see? To stop a beast that is controlling me? What can I do?
Am I helpless? Have I lost control? I reach out for help but
fall back into a pool of blood fed by my soul. Lost and alone
with the beast, I ponder the thought - Do I wish to end it all
no matter the cost? Will I lose all hope? The beast will not
take all control! I grow with anger, ready to fight, to show the
beast what is right! I shall beat the beast no matter the cost.
I will stop him and show him whose boss! So I set out to begin my
mission, to find the purifier. I Weapon of choice, sharp and
perfect in every way. I will be able to take the beast away.
I search the earth for years. Where is the weapon? Where should
I look? Where do I go? Where can it be? Why can't I find it!
I drop to the ground, filled with pain and apathy, screams of
tears flow from me. Will I conquer the beast. Is there away?
What shall I do? Have I lost all hope? I am ready to go! As I lay
to die I think and I pray, please don't let me go this way.
Suddenly my heart fills with joy, the pain is my soul has gone.
Puzzled and confused I wonder what have I done? Has my weapon
come? How can this be? What has happen to me? Then a voice came
and said -"The beast is gone! I have come for you! You looked for
me but I was always there!." The beast shall never win, my
weapon has come! Never again will the pain take control!
LoSt In ThE WoRlD
Traveling through this uncertain and foreboding path.
Living as the insect of life.
My mind numbed to the pain.
Lost in all the despair.
The heart that I thought I knew is no longer there.
A pain grows from the inside.
Spreading like a blazing fire.
There is no water in site!
So BURN MOTHER F_CKER BURN!
Thriving to lose hope.
Wishing to let go of the apathy that controls me!
Traveling through this world without enough middle fingers to give.
Why must I always follow in the shadows.
To be burned by the light and spit on by the sun!
How can I control the flames.
How far will they spread?
I dare to let them consume my body!
Wishing for the will to give in!
Faced with just another path that I will lose.
Lost in the World wishing for the fire to end!
Between the sky and the water
lies a place of no worries
All have gazed upon this wonder
but has anyone explored this land?
Men of slang and ruffed skin
have spent centuries sailing towards this kingdom
Many have died and been misguided
in the struggle to reach this land
The question that I raise
is anyone intended for this kingdom
or is it a place that God created for dreams to grow and expand.
Dreams
Every night as I lay in my bed
dreams of you fluster in my head
When I wake, my pillow I hug and cry
It is then I realize, who am I?
Your beauty is so vast and bold
In my dreams I will only hold.
Your face is like an angel
shining in the dimmest light.
Your eyes are like the stars
guided me through the night.
As I wipe my tears away
I hope and pray that the dreams of you
will ALWAYS stay!
You
Each walk
Each move
Each step
I think of you!
So young
So beautiful
So bold
I think of you!
To love
To care
To hold
I think of you!
I long
I wish
I pray
I think of you!
Light
Here comes the night
I already miss the light
Feeling so sad,
praying that I don't go mad.
What shall I do?
Oh, how I need you!
What is life?
What can it be?
I'm falling in my blood.
Drowning in the flood.
I have no might,
I will not fight.
Here comes the night,
I really miss the light!
If
If I could touch your heart
or hold you soul.
If I could look into your eyes
a believe that you are mine.
If I could take you hand
and hold it to my heart.
If I could take you to look at the stars
and hold you close to keep me warm.
If life were fair
and relieve me from despair.
If only my dreams could come true
and I could be with you.
A Dreamer
I roam the earth, traveling through time, trying to find the one that will make things right.
I dream of the day that she will find her way.
I think of her, wishing to feel her pain, wanting her be happy and never in dismay.
Dreaming of how she will be, a beauty that all will see.
Staring into her eyes will carry away to a land of ecstasy.
Just holding her hand will make me the happiest man.
A single sweet touch of her lips will give me the soul reason to live.
A smile so bright and bold that only the heavens can hold.
A voice so tender and soft that it will calm my soul as she whispers "I will love you forever, don't you fear"
I know she is out there! I can feel her in my heart!
Someday there she will be, the women that is right for me!
Is it only a dream?
Power
When I look in to your eyes I feel the power inside.
I can feel your soul with a gentle touch of your hand.
Oh! to understand the feelings that I have.
There is something about you that is in my heart.
Your presence, your touch, your simile -
What can it be?
Will I ever understand the power you have over me?
Your in my thoughts and my dreams.
When I look at the night sky,
the stars remind me of you eyes.
I can hear you voice in the breeze.
I will never be free of the power you have over me!
But the question is - Do I Want It To Be?
The Garden and the Beast
Left in a garden to die,
with the sweet smelling roses
and the bright colored sky.
There I lay in my warm blood,
choking on the pollen of life.
Looking for someone who cares,
for someone to save me from my disappear.
But I lie in the garden alone,
no one cares, no one knows.
As I prepare to die -
I curse the beast that did this to me.
Her smooth skin and caring face,
with it's devilish grin and powerful claws.
The way it gently kissed my neck,
as it ripped my heart from my chest.
The passionate stare the beast gave me,
as it took my soul away.
In this garden I will die,
but the beast still survives.
Memories
Back in the days when I was young,
when other laughed, I cried.
when others lived, I died.
Trapped in a prison of solitude,
dreams were always dreams
but nightmares became my life.
Times that should be happy
are forgotten memories blocked by a bruised heart.
Feelings that are not meant to besotted
Lost memories left to be lost.
Throughout my tears and all my fears,
Through a dark misguided path,
joy still fills my thoughts!
For the memories of the pain have made me!
The Beast and the Man
Once upon a time,
in a land not so far away,
in a time very close to now,
stand a man and a beast,
in the midst of all that know well.
The man stands firm facing the beast of all time,
with a lofty heart and a solid position,
the man is consumed in his determination.
Why he must fight he does not know.
Confused by lost time in a time to be lost.
The beast with three heads, all with a name
Love, Sympathy, and Pain.
Each head alone could do no harm,
but as a bond of three they had the power of uncontrollable fate.
The divine nature of the beast flowed through the air.
It's gentle move hypnotized the man's consumed heart.
The stand gazing upon the beast,
he looks into it's eyes, consumed by each line and shade,
brought to confusion as he recognizes humanity.
Behind the hard firm external lies a trapped soul
forced to fight, consumed in it's own pain.
Lost the man loses the will to fight.
The beast pounces upon the weakness of the man,
pounding him with a fierily ball packed with twisted tales,
piercing into the flesh and soul of the man.
the fiery hate of the beast suddenly flows through the man.
upon this confusion he retreats in fear of becoming the beast,
the man hides without glory in order to shelter his heart and soul.
To this day the mark of the beast lies branded upon the charred flesh of the man.
and so it will be FOREVER.
Night
Cold damp night
the soft gentle light of the moon,
shadows fall beneath the depths of the soul,
the animal begin to prey,
senses become alert,
fear luster's of the unknown,
scared to move,
petrified to stay,
The abundant rhythm of the heart,
beating as if it's time has come.
a pain from within, that no words can understand,
but felt by the soul.
Lost in the night, touched by the cold.
Will the Light EVER Come.