Indulgence.The decadence ofwritten word will not sufferfate dead and buried.
Desired.Calendar smut gluedas holy murals on walls.How do I compete?
Conflict.Last time Winter broughta boy in tears, pawn conflict,and heartstrings sharpened.
Sexuality.My mother asked once,"Do you even like girls?" Ilaughed, "I like no one."
Bloom.Answer my heat withcold compress of written word;I will bloom within.
Photosynthesis.My love is meadowwhere the flowers grow for you;sunlight eternal.
Letters.I crave taste of daywhen your thoughts are brought to lifein text horizon.
Chained.I dreamt you were here,your arms in place of shackles;captured, happy, free.
Fontanel.I can't write haikuswithout subconscious reveals.My brain is exposed.
JoyMay life whisperjoy through your veinsbefore lidding your eyes.
PoemsSitting in a corner,As I always do,Lost in the nothing,Surrounded by it too,I turn to you,Then you turn away,A scamper here,And a tumble there,Is that all the effort that you got?Laying on my bed,The ceiling above,Blank as always,Boring as always,Just like you,Lying as always,Denying as always,Is it really that hard for you to see?Turning the knob,You invite yourself in,Go away I tell you,But you ignore me,You scream and yell,You beat my insides,Making life a hell,It brings you pleasure,I know it does,You like seeing me this way,How many days I wonder,Until I fade away?Staring at me,You glare,Into insides beyond the mere,I'm only a child,A poor defenseless child,How you love watching me crumble,Being blown away by little things,You love this more than anything,And all you do is deny what I say,My soul will burn,And the insides split,While you remain unswayed....How little you see,Understanding little,Seeing little,Nothing new for me,Staying
KissThere's nothing sweeterthan a kiss, except for themoment right before
my masksometimes my mask breaksmy mask that always smilesthrough the cracks... tears flow
UnforgottenThrough the ancient mountain pass,Princes of old, left their mark,Vestiges crumble under wild grass,And whispers echo through the dark.
December 15th 2015 (Change)What am I doingI barely know anymoreThere is no joy hereAnd I don’t know where it isOr if I ever had itInstead I am grayAnd slow, and without purposeLost within myselfI don’t know how to do itOr even how to beginBut something must changeOr I won’t survive
Five ElementsFive ElementsI call upon Air,Father of knowledge and health,Hear my whispered plea.I call upon Earth,Mother of balance and grace,Send me all your strength.I call upon Fire,Father of energy and powr,Shed light to the way.I call to WaterMother of tranquility,Fill me with your luck.We call the Spirit,Who's power lies within us,Protect your children.
Rhapsody In Zero GravityIs deep space silent?Amid the revolving spheres.In perpetual night.Or does God whisper?Echoing across light-years vast.Filling the void with song.
Wanted.Seeking silhouette:Read me poetry while ICry feverishly