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.
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.
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
UnforgottenThrough the ancient mountain pass,Princes of old, left their mark,Vestiges crumble under wild grass,And whispers echo through the dark.
Inner-scopea single poemI'll never stop revising -myselfOctober '11
my masksometimes my mask breaksmy mask that always smilesthrough the cracks... tears flow
Smooth PebblesEvery swooning blade of grass vindicated.The deep blue silence of a turning wheel.A precise number of fireflies in the apples.The coiled jealousy of all reptiles.The palsy of a prisoner's first sob.A tranquil sorrow in a dog's ribcage.All faces obliterated from the moon.Nirvana observed among smooth pebbles.The slough of mountain summits in decline.Every planet reprieved of its orbit.The ecstasy within a mandala.The space between spaces.Honing the blade....And this.
StarsWhat is black?And what is white?If the darkest nightHas stars so bright?And the light of day,Has shadows deepThe Same in people:Cause Happy people weep.And the sinners still love,And the lovers still sinWhat are we all under the skin?Still I know there's a difference,Between wrong and right.I wish others could see it,Then we wouldn't have to fight.But it is what it is.The devil is realThe hearts of mankindI've watched him steal.But no moreNo more!I can take no more.Please God, please, help me!I must prepare for what's in store.Cause the evil is building,The devils have plans.To blur the lines further,Cutting hearts from their hands.And God says to me-"Child,You are so brave,But where is the glory,In a star during day?"You will shine through this darknessLeading others through the night.Where is the victory,Without any fight?""But why must we struggle?" I asked my God."To refine your gold.And expose their fraud."Gold is not pure 'till it's burned f
JoyMay life whisperjoy through your veinsbefore lidding your eyes.
Effect of EvolutionAs continents divide, we all die.
Wanted.Seeking silhouette:Read me poetry while ICry feverishly