Life’s Pleasures
Don’t worry about nothing no more
My God is the Sun
Tag Archives: Poetry
Hot Tongue
Statues and Red Rivers
Stilettos and twitter
This is the new thing
Age of Misunderstanding
Chasing after the dollar
Tied to the chains of good conscience
How else is there light?
Animosity (Haiku)
Love is the answer
Except for the loveless
Then Love is the cancer
Sleepy Nights
Somewhere to go
Watch over me as i sleep
Be the In Between
A Bittersweet Morning
This is a poem for when the music slows down
When you have no shoulder to cry on
Your beliefs are nothing but a leaf in the mud
I thought I could trust you, I thought we were blood
There are signs of descent in every other word
You say you love me, but that’s not what I heard
Pain striking me when I’m down
I’ve lost my status
Now I’m simply your clown
There are a thousand songs to write
Only a few that touch your heart
On the way to the almighty light
Kicked the bucket in slow motion
Liquor and Pills, a magic potion
Maybe I don’t know how to love
Partially to blame
But when you find the special girl
Nothing really feels the same
Is this just a fairytale? Or is life supposed to be lived this way?
This is more than a game
There is so much more at play
Warmth
Here it comes again
Delay the start,
To carry on through open doors
This must be life
There is something burning at the back of my mind
I just can’t describe
I’m holding out to find light in the sky
Fireballs in the air
As I fly
Belief in the darkness
The fear in what’s not right
Begins to open up
Trying to keep my feelings from coming undone
There is something burning at the pit of my heart
Hope is a dangerous sin
I want to fly but I don’t want to fall
I want my life to begin
I know you can’t love me anymore
I don’t know how to love
Forget the Noise
Can you Feel the Flow? The fluidity, I fear that each line has its own original identity. I used to dream of going to on a big vacation, poor so forget it, thought about horseback riding instead of the Caribbean but the closest thing I got was watching pornos with sybians. Don’t say anything, but I’m beginning to sharpen, be fearful and disheartened because my body is weak but my mind is a Spartan
Do you feel the Anger? I spoke in Tongues, First it was direct publishing, now I’m flourishing after I mugged the industry, some people question my ability after they question my history, I answer in story and in mystery, I want to show you what Glory means to me. Your dealing with a poetic virtuoso, so much rage that I spit evil, this was the moment when I didn’t feel well, this wasn’t the life that I wanted, this felt like hell.
So I dressed for war, we were urban critters that blended with the dark, no west side story, but we were sharks. Billing Issues, Funerals with discount tissues, slashed tires, murder for hire, prostitution, religious institutions, the boys communicating with their hands and the self righteous Judge presiding over the witness stand. I screamed seven letter swears because I’m a beast, ravaged my moral fiber until it was left deceased, gaunt sickly body, the world is preoccupied with who is a hottie and who is a nottie, now everyone be silent for the boy with the shottie
In The clouds, they said, “Fuck the Noise, attention is the predecessor to suspicion. Don’t Look at Us For Redemption, stare at the abyss, so close to feel the flame’s tongue kiss. Grab your paper and pen, you will need it if you want this to ever end”
My Grandma told me it was the dreams i had to chase, to drop bombs on the horizon im so eager to erase. Ten years later murder was the case.
Assimillate the vocabulary to decimate, i told her i wanted to get my cut, she said to mutilate. If this book takes over, Grandin can legislate. Never hesitate to pontificate, never humiliate just eliminate.
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Drums Next Door
I’ve been to my own gravesite in my mind
When the winds were so strong
For you and I to stay together, but don’t have any fear
Hold me closer and I’ll take us home
Before then let our minds roam
To conquer the wall in between our love and his admiration
Dedicated to all the broken hearts
And the ones waiting to break
And for god’s sake don’t peel away
When you don’t have the best of days
What’s at play is the fate of the only world that matters, yours
If you stay alive long enough to drive fast cars and pick up white girls at a Copenhagen bar
Playing drums to your favorite song
Right before your unbeknownst swan song
When the barrel of life’s gun points between your eyes
Will you cry or look at all the beauty that conquered the pain
Will you cower, because you had more love to gain
Or will my days that remain
Be smeared by self destruction
I Feel
I feel Life today
Looking for some substance
In this wondrous blue