Be The Love
Where’s the love?
We tear each other apart
not because it’s the other person’s fault
but because we can’t change.
The way we accept this hatred
and violence
and death
just shows that we don’t care anymore.
We are desensitized by media
and censorship
and manipulation.
Yeah, that’s great,
just make us think that everything is okay,
when people are being raped
and murdered
and disrespected.
We are all part of the same race,
the human race, that is.
How could we be okay with this?
Why can’t we change.
The revolution starts now.
Be the love missing in this dark,
dark world.
Be the love.
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Excuse My Earnestness
I’m affable,
I truly am.
I am never described as caustic
or having such depravity as the next person.
I do not deserve to be bereft;
I feel like there was just so much left unsaid
and undone.
And I’m despondent over the fact that
I will never have the chance
to contrive another one of those
convoluted adventures with her,
as exhausting as they might’ve been.
I’m so contrite over that depressing fact.
I’ve just been so disconsolate since the accident,
excuse my earnestness, please.
I discern that as the most untimely demises.
Without her I feel so diffident
and am more susceptible to capitulate.
I remember the diaphanous clothes
she was wearing
the last time I saw her.
She never looked so beautiful that night.
Though it is unnatural,
I still deprecate this whole thing,
but I have to learn to cope with it
and concede it.
But I can’t let go. I’m still too overwhelmed.
Why?...
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I Prevail
With the light that shines on the darkness that engulfs me,
I break through the bonds of black and white,
prevail over the lightless paths and dark alleys
do what has never been done before,
love what has never been loved before
trust the untrustworthy
I believe in nothing
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Father
Seeing you almost fade away from existence;
dying;
depressed;
apprehensive.
Why you?
One unfortunate event after another.
How?
For what?
Questioning the past,
fearing the futureyet ready and accepting,
and desiring and fighting.
“Strong” is an understatement.
Loving and compassionate.
A pedagogue, a teacher.
MY pedagogue, MY teacherbut no one knows,
nor cares.
Blissful.
Gloomy.
Wanting.
Mourning.
Needing.
Scared and frightful;
nervous;
restless.
Restless.
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She Frees My Soul
I see her,
and she me.
We’ve been together,
since I laid eyes on her.
But we both know it to be wrong.
She reminds me of a gentle angel,
guiding me to all sorts of peace,
happiness, and enjoyment.
I see her soul, a musically powered one,
one that thrives on the rays that emerge
from love and peace.
She frees my soul;
She keeps me sane;
She is the beauty in my life;
I love her
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Shadows
Chills run down my spine
I’m in the dark and in the light.
These shadows I see
Tell a different story,
each of them unique.
Sometimes they stare,
sometimes I.
But who is to judge?
Surely not me, no, not ever.
There is something even better.
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Oh, How I Yearn
I’m running away
To a land that no one knows,
But me.
Such a special place.
One filled with peace,
And happiness,
and love, too.
It brings back memories,
Of times that I yearn for.
Times without
Any worries,
Or concerns.
Oh,
How I yearn
For those times.
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I Have No Restraints
This mutual understanding
Keeps us together.
I see her, she sees me.
Respect.
Life is bigger than what people think.
Those naive minds,
So pretty and young,
and creative and innocent.
The minds of the innocent,
such magnificent machines,
But why machines?
They are free and peaceful,
not confined and emotionless.
Life has no restraints;
Minds have no restraints;
I have no restraints.
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(K)night
Answer my prayers
you dark and bold essence.
What are you waiting for?
End this madness.
Engulf me in your forever power... (everlasting)
Save me
Keep me at peace with myself.
Slash the evil light,
oh, so discolored.
Though I cannot see you,
I can see;
Though I cannot feel you,
I can feel;
Though I cannot hear nor taste you,
I can hear and taste.
Shivers.
The wave of your power
silences your kingdom.
The silence that can never be fathomed.
Shhhhhh....
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Endless
Observing the ambiance,
He notices how such things
are so alive.
The conversations
are endless.
The interactions
are infinite.
The possibilities
are limitless.
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Young And Pure
You sing a song
only I can hear.
A song so young
and pure.
Yet inaudible to others.
You move your body
in ways that only I can understand.
Seeing you dance
And hug,
Live and
Love
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Armored Heart
That armored heart of yours
Keeps me away from you,
You away from me.
I think about you constantly,
I miss you,
I dream about you.
My only crimes of passion.
Oh, that armored heart.
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Free Your Soul
Release yourself in to the world
Free your soul
Free your spirit,
Oh young one
Live life
Though you may think it not worth living
Embrace the ways things are
and will be
Embrace the changes that occur
Don’t give up
Never give up
Don’t let yourself down.
You are your best friend,
don’t ever forget that.
Love yourself
Love others
Don’t limit yourself
Take time and
be patient
It will come in time
perfect timing
even if you think differently.
Be different
Stay different
Uniqueness is the most powerful entity
You are beautiful in all ways,
Always.
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Why Do You Run?
My love,
my love.
Why do you run?
I cannot find you
Where did you go?
I need to tell you something.
Where are you running to?
I can’t keep up.
Please wait.
I,
I love you.
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You
You.
Yes, you.
You know who you are.
I wanted to express the
Compassion and
Empathy
that I have for you.
I understand you.
I sympathize with,
I empathize with,
I care for,
You.
Yes, you.
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Silence
The end is near.
Time to destroy the evil and move on.
We are so detached from the natural beauties of life.
Such hectic and anxious lives.
Death by mania, and obsessions, and manipulation, and materialism.
Silence.
Awaken from the depths of this God forbidden Hell.
Tranquility for once.
Detachment from the unnatural forces.
Time to recreate ourselves into better people.
The beginning is here.
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This Madness
One would think that I feel something
but, no.
If anything,
I feel jaded, almost
nothing.
I just sit and observe the madness.
I do not say a word,
not one.
I just sit and observe.
My mind is empty.
I am numb to the madness,
I am numb.
I do not care.
I do not worry.
I do not wish away
this madness,
because this madness is
my home.
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That Scent
From miles away
I can smell that perfume
that you always wear.
The way that it enters my nose
is so very distinct.
I know it like I know air.
So familiar to me in times of darkness.
I remember when I first smelled that scent.
It reminded me of my mother
who passed not long before.
Reminds me of when she used to
hold me close to her bosom
and tell me that everything was going to be alright.
I remember how she held my hand in the park,
or the store,
or supermarket.
I always knew that I could
hold on to her soft hand.
That smell,
it takes me back to a time of
innocence,
curiosity,
happiness,
things that can never be restored back
into my life.
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Silent Killers
One mistake after another
each individual one
slowly chips away my happiness
Obsessed with the errors,
I can’t see the goodness within myself
I cant see past those mistakes.
Constantly reminding myself that I’m not perfect
Is hard for me to fathom
Maybe that’s my downfall
Not the mistakes themselves
but not being able to handle them
If I could just forget about them,
not let them take over my mind.
sixty thousand thoughts a day,
and most of them are these tiny little killers.
They kill my emotions.
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