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YOU


 
You
Take me away
with words 
the whole song and dance of our expressions
 
Do they not permeate mind blossoming emotions
that cause some type of action stance reaction
definitive
 
In imaginations permanent rainbow arc
 
You 
Take me away
with sounds
as I read aloud and dream
 
of dreams taking me on adventures
exploring my past lives conjuring epic reels of
fresh life details answers and movement
 
having a voice to give a voice the lovely power of sound thought
 
You
take me away
with seeds
planted belief in variations of possibility
 
give me the torch to succeed in my craft
as I painlessly pour my passion on a pen or a pad
maybe a mac
 
So that I can be apart of your journey and create a version of
higher inspired filled images
that only you
can help develop
 
Until then
 
You,
keep taking me away
with….
 
countless others paving the way
sharing and uniting  missions to 
write and recreate
 

“Being a writer…


“Being a writer is a very peculiar sort of a job: it’s always you versus a blank sheet of paper (or a blank screen) and quite often the blank piece of paper wins.”
― Neil Gaiman


Peer Pressure


She walks by
creating images of orgasmic flight
flirting with my third eye’s hindsight
curious am I
intentions are built upon
boastful talks with the fellas
shoulda coulda woulda’s
but I wouldn’t
so I lie

You see they just want to fuck
rub on the nipples
drink the passion fruit and
pimp the situation in talks with friends
but me, I see
possibilities walking by with a shaded face
I barely knew
I wanted to though

But here I stand
with boastful ambitions
talking about everything I would do
should do…explicitly
do as if your name were “ho”
because one was to nervous

I was to nervous
to figure out if there was gold
behind that rainbow
so yet again we lose out
I lose out
on gold again.


Squeeze It Out


sometimes
you just need to speak
say something
any thing
whether it be a scream
yell shriek
a song
a moment of release

just squeeze it out

Sometimes
you must declare
stand
give a damn
and be who you are
no matter
how brief
or what those watching may think

Sometimes
you need to feel
invoke passion
evoke reality
share insanity
deny plagiaristic company
fakes
whom only deny you, you

Just Squeeze it out
and maybe
you will be able to release
be completely free
to be whoever you want to
be


Nobody’s Perfect


Just trust me
I admit I’m not absolute
and my love comes with faults
my intentions are pure
therefore any signs of affection
however scorned, or worn
have been birthed
adorned forever upon a blank canvas
causing fractions of minute colours and palettes
falsified fantasies of sublime energies
of what will, should and forever be
the right dimensions of man, I mean…
I may not be your dream
may never be
Ive spent life chasing greatness noticing
attributes and values to the likes of
hardened women
whom spent offerings rebuilding, giving…undertaking
unfaithful beatings
I only wish to fill in the holes
completely eradicate damages caused
and offer you something to take
admire and value
the strength of a real man
one who quenches that thirst
depleting needs
elevating you to the point of queen
to offer you a love greater than the
sum of me
so while it may be a journey one cant explain
I offer you to explore the best of me
and discover the possibility of whats longs
to be
endures to be
Love of and from
me


Alone


From dusk till dawn feelings have
while I have not
others bathed in the shining of light
only I
observed the tenants of desire remain
hidden behind depths of shadows
dreaming of you
I in your place experiencing the fruits 
inhaling the life as you do
yet here I am…wanting
possession, control, to be awakened
revived in the dying of the light
reliving the childhood fight
a runaway parent and ones striving to set it right
lost beginnings & feared endings
enshrouds mystery
of clear clouds and silver linings
yet I am to you
as the sun is to the earth
or as nature  is to man made structures
and I fear it will be so
until…
 
 
 

FOIBLE


 Im in love with the…

commitment.

the thought of having one around

going through it

the madness of arguments

the screaming,

the fighting and neglect of…

passionate moments unjust

un-wasted hunger just cause

we love.

For moments at a time,

then years fade we change

seasons

competition breeds summer scent

springs beauty

distracted by refreshment

unstable from the heat

we get wrapped up in weakness

not even cement starts out strong

Im in love with the…

promise

the thought of avoiding loneliness

anger rises with poached hearts

yet seeds are dropped for love to

start

belief in one

after all things we’ve done

been through

 its never safe to say…

I got it-

my need not to be alone

feeling around the dark I seek the need

of a life long witness

exploring the depth of life’s adventures

entering the fiery pit of

good times some bad

I love you,

I think you love me too

although words spoke

cuts deep

your heart hurts

mine does too

but its our world

its just us two

me & you

no matter the storm

accept the grandeur

forgive us lord for hearts in-flight

our unstable emotions that cause

divide

and grant us this love

for life


For Moment Sake


Control guilty pleasures of swallowing sin

sweet sincere passions, travel amongst wild winds

serenity caressing sweet fingertips of joy

pain, reveling in the innocence of rampant intuition

wandering amongst fine lines of ambiguous terrain

moments floating in a shroud of mistakes

lost compliments, desirous straits

pure intentions scour the depths with or without meaning

falling for something, only for being

overwhelmed by the power of endless fantasies

exhausted emotions rage against the beloved

attesting ideas and possibilities,

behold awareness of your feelings

involved are we whom stand next to bearable fruits

forbidden or not, human nature craves existence in adventurist shots


The Alchemist


My lab is a

standing ovation proposing opposing views

ingesting miraculous visions of life

diving into a

churning biblical mystified pool of light

digesting memorable seasons of continuous rites-

wrongs, and watching them be born again taking flight

 My lab

Pitch cocktail bombs on brains

tick…tick…tick…, boom!

exploding minds with

metaphysical euphoria

cataclysmic utopian gisms

 My lab

questions, then answers riddles

molecular space odyssey

travel enhancing numb membranes

flowing rhythmically above

skins radar… electromagnetic prisms

 My Lab

commits illegal telekinesis

robbing youths of mind

placing it on the shoulders and feet

of those who make differences

then claim with my stake and flag what truth is

 My lab

brings beginnings to an end

then begin again

to reflect the true state of what life is

(To Be Continued…)


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