I hear tales, long and true
I feel their hearts' pain too, so so blue
How to make them feel loved by you?
Or anyone that should have automatically - fuckin' get a clue!
A gift in a basket is delivered to you
N you trash it and scourge it
An enemy is in you
A stranger; I'm shocked by
A crime, every day I walk by
I cling to justice beyond
That be why I'm so fond
of stargazing and such
Because there is so much
for the hopeless to become
once; I confess did want to become a nun.
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
Hidden Candle
Hidden candle how you still do glow
Nobody hardly ever sees you though
What a waste, what a shame, what a tragedy
Just kidding, loneliness is a sacred offering
To be alone and among best friends
Well, my mouth just curved up at both ends
But; reality does matter
and I hope in the near latter
I will dance, I will glow, I will put on a show
Just need to overcome much
You don't want to know
Nobody hardly ever sees you though
What a waste, what a shame, what a tragedy
Just kidding, loneliness is a sacred offering
To be alone and among best friends
Well, my mouth just curved up at both ends
But; reality does matter
and I hope in the near latter
I will dance, I will glow, I will put on a show
Just need to overcome much
You don't want to know
Monday, January 25, 2016
Melting Hearts
Not single but deuce
A look that makes me wanna reproduce
Come hither stranger, why you so shy?
Don't think I'll think you're fly?
Hmmm, mine hurts worse than yours I suppose
But all you can see is my sexy gal pose
Grow a pair, or be a fool
A single girl in love with a tool.
A look that makes me wanna reproduce
Come hither stranger, why you so shy?
Don't think I'll think you're fly?
Hmmm, mine hurts worse than yours I suppose
But all you can see is my sexy gal pose
Grow a pair, or be a fool
A single girl in love with a tool.
The Ebb Tide
What is that?
A pull of something from this to that?
A directional judge
that gives us a nudge
to a future that be
far out at sea?
I just thought I'd rhyme about this or that time
I heard a wind chime
and knew it was mine
To signal me left when I was goin' right
So I thank God for that spiritual insight.
A pull of something from this to that?
A directional judge
that gives us a nudge
to a future that be
far out at sea?
I just thought I'd rhyme about this or that time
I heard a wind chime
and knew it was mine
To signal me left when I was goin' right
So I thank God for that spiritual insight.
Saturday, January 23, 2016
You Should Know
She doesn't love you like I do
even long after you said I do
Doesn't hurt anymore. It isn't your fault.
Thinking on you; brings my heart to a halt.
I grow short of breath and remember, can't help but smile
I just want one chance to get next to you for awhile
I don't know what I'd say that could make our pasts pain go away
Just know in your heart; in my life you're a part
Of shaping me into who I am today, so for you I still pray
I hope you do too. And know…
She doesn't love you like I do.
even long after you said I do
Doesn't hurt anymore. It isn't your fault.
Thinking on you; brings my heart to a halt.
I grow short of breath and remember, can't help but smile
I just want one chance to get next to you for awhile
I don't know what I'd say that could make our pasts pain go away
Just know in your heart; in my life you're a part
Of shaping me into who I am today, so for you I still pray
I hope you do too. And know…
She doesn't love you like I do.
You can Stare at the Sun
Glimpsing at the impossible as possible
Create's life's dreams tapestry as plausible
So applause, applause my Creator Great
For I fail not in this forbidden state
of mind and body; incorporation, INC.
We work together us three, I think
I know! Because of loves untold that I feel all day in my arm's sleeves' simple cloth fold.
So small a sensation, feeling and thing
I will consider as a thankful offering
For I love such things, and the talent it brings
For all to see
Reign creations, be!
Create's life's dreams tapestry as plausible
So applause, applause my Creator Great
For I fail not in this forbidden state
of mind and body; incorporation, INC.
We work together us three, I think
I know! Because of loves untold that I feel all day in my arm's sleeves' simple cloth fold.
So small a sensation, feeling and thing
I will consider as a thankful offering
For I love such things, and the talent it brings
For all to see
Reign creations, be!
Conductors
Vessels of electricity and egocentricity
lead to murals elaborating nations' finest cities
Victims of jealousy and greed
Hope lies in that they follow the Creed
Weird humans they are
Too often found self medicating in a bar
Attempting to fight the price they pay
for the fortunes their talents either do or do not pay
Make it or fake it is the playing field here
Where the best is not always the best as advertised clear
As day vs. night
I'd never trade it or give up the fight
This is the hand, the hand we are all dealt; unfair as it be
Well hell that is life. Let it be.
See.
lead to murals elaborating nations' finest cities
Victims of jealousy and greed
Hope lies in that they follow the Creed
Weird humans they are
Too often found self medicating in a bar
Attempting to fight the price they pay
for the fortunes their talents either do or do not pay
Make it or fake it is the playing field here
Where the best is not always the best as advertised clear
As day vs. night
I'd never trade it or give up the fight
This is the hand, the hand we are all dealt; unfair as it be
Well hell that is life. Let it be.
See.
Tuesday, January 19, 2016
Stealing Hugs
I sneak a peek now and then
Stopping time with the truth's lens
Too far apart these moments be
Won't you just relax with me?
I understand the crying game
Look around, let's pass the blame
To deny the truth and prefer a lie
is just a different way to die
To risk it all on evidence
I don't stand a fighting chance
An old dog cannot learn new tricks
So I take this knife's sharp nicks
I take what is safe and sound
So I don't have to endure my heart's pound
Cloud me up so I don't feel…
and then just hugs I'll always steal.
Stopping time with the truth's lens
Too far apart these moments be
Won't you just relax with me?
I understand the crying game
Look around, let's pass the blame
To deny the truth and prefer a lie
is just a different way to die
To risk it all on evidence
I don't stand a fighting chance
An old dog cannot learn new tricks
So I take this knife's sharp nicks
I take what is safe and sound
So I don't have to endure my heart's pound
Cloud me up so I don't feel…
and then just hugs I'll always steal.
Friday, January 15, 2016
Pricing Art
Money stacks on a gift from above
Hand delivered through the Holy Spirit dove
How can you measure or meet as one and fair?
I'm lost; why the fuck you got blonde hair?
Starving; we're notorious
Most prefer to keep it real then conform to be glorious
Rebels, edgy, off and out of their mind
These are my tribe; we are one of a kind
Not to lift up the artist above what is just
It is. This blessing and a curse; we belong to the world.
We are a must.
Smelling Youth
Sat next to a yearling to me
Though that not how she or he be
A mirrored reflection
Wisdom's flawless perfection
was flashed and seen
I be happy; I still be some kind of keen
Overthinking my space in this chaotic party place
I found a smile; a tickle; a laugh and surprise
As I peered into this years' youths' eyes
I found myself; still; not far away some way
Still capable of the occasional frolicking hay day first of the month pay day!
Ha! ha! come time; I'm ready…
Really, really, really OVER viewing that wedge of hanging, dripping wet lime - that signifies a past mime; acting like she's mine, or me
How to be?
I'm finding my way
Each day I pray
I won't run away
But explore and try out
Until there's no doubt
A place for me remains here and there
Always, peeps, please; be gentle with me
Handle with care
On The Edge
Leaning over the cliff rock's edge should I go or should I stay?
Of course I speak in an only metaphorical way
I speak of brain against skull
Of issues that are normally null
On the expansion though still grows a plain; rich with fruit - heavenly gain
So all is not lost including the cost
A blessing with a curse
Puts coins in my purse
Am I so different than you?
I doubt if I'll ever really have any clue.
Of course I speak in an only metaphorical way
I speak of brain against skull
Of issues that are normally null
On the expansion though still grows a plain; rich with fruit - heavenly gain
So all is not lost including the cost
A blessing with a curse
Puts coins in my purse
Am I so different than you?
I doubt if I'll ever really have any clue.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Romance
I pretend to not want hearts
To not belong to another's; meshing fleshy parts
But who am I fooling?
Meanwhile my tears are pooling
I hold my own hand
Secretly desiring whispers; lying in some sand
Lie down with me; stay
Unknown lover to meet you I still pray
I keep up the front;
so don't think I will ever admit to my deeper want.
Snow
Divine pure light is my delight
When you fall; there is no need for fright
My heart flies like a kite
To where you are from
Heaven's hum
I twirl in circles and dance
So blessed by the sky to become so entranced by a white thick decor
Oh my, I promise…I will always, always, always adore.
Black as Night
Traveling back to a rich chocolate sheet
I remember a touch that is so sweet
Zero liqueur decanter or pharmaceutical intervention
Just mother fucking intense physical interaction
Last time or not?
By my foot I care not
Only change the way I see;
I now know how things can be
So I can shop and rest and pick and choose
and finally live without that noose
of psychological warfare upon my soul
As my once white knight has turned black as coal
For now…
M.I.A.
Oh how poetic I become when hearing one sweet song
The melodies raise me to a place of remembrance where I still long
Violins augment tears in my eyes
oh, how I'm not surprised
By such a miss and not a catch
On my heart lies a handmade patch
The melodies raise me to a place of remembrance where I still long
Violins augment tears in my eyes
oh, how I'm not surprised
By such a miss and not a catch
On my heart lies a handmade patch
Saturday, January 2, 2016
Illusion
Through several lenses in life we view others' lives these days
They seem so cool and worthy of praise
What a lie; what a fares; what a fool to believe
That these pretty pictures are the best we can achieve
So wake up call my friends and foes
A picture's a lie; from your head to your toes.
Weather
The cold agrees with me; there is no hypocrisy
Our temperatures together form a synchronocity
I can't lie; deny, or fool what I feel
The same truth hits me; that makes me adore to kneel
I walk straight forward heel to heel
Stealth in my eyes
I witness a tree die
I do not cry
For such slate cold runs through my heart
And I know I and the cold will never be all that far apart.
Crosses
She seemed like she wanted to protect me from the pain
In which; I could only see gain
Stupified teenage idiocracy
The government in my head is a motherfucking democracy
I want to create no hypocrisy
Let truth be between you and I
That way you and I girl
See eye to eye
Remembering
What is a vision; a flashback?
A piece of you in a backpack
A metaphorical package for a journey that's true
What time traveling can make us think and do
Treasure and terrors; as a memory, a finely crafted novel
At the time; I was buried with a shovel…
or dancing on cloud nine. I forgot about those parts that be a carat of a diamond of time.
So wear your bling; and let more memories begin.
A piece of you in a backpack
A metaphorical package for a journey that's true
What time traveling can make us think and do
Treasure and terrors; as a memory, a finely crafted novel
At the time; I was buried with a shovel…
or dancing on cloud nine. I forgot about those parts that be a carat of a diamond of time.
So wear your bling; and let more memories begin.
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