A Sons Prayer
This day I come;
I come to you in realization
That I am a mere nothing
Just a figment of your imagination.... more »
I hear beeping noises
Ringing loud through the night
Can't sleep! Can't think!
Can't move!... more »
I Sit Still As The Sunset
I sit still as the sun sat
on the concave hill on the beach.
I hear the calm waves crashing against the sandy rocks.... more »
Living to live or die
It speaks of abundant living
Seeking after that which is good... more »
As I embark on life's journey
Things seems not what they are
It's as though metaphorically
Things changed.... more »
My Heart Bellows
My heart bellows.
Seeking, wondering, chivering
Seems so undetermined.
I am lost deep in an abiss,... more »
On The Pair
I hear the sounds of chatter,
Swaying through the moonlight.
I hear the sounds of 'wanna be'
fisher men casting their rods.... more »
What is It?
Just a figment of one’s imagination
Conjured up by old wiles fables.
Or is it mere impressions of the devils handy work.... more »
Some say the end is near,
Even though it seems so unclear what’s lifes’ rewards.
Laid before us like a five course meal platter
With choices of delicacies known and unknown.... more »
The Pursuit Of Happiness
As I traverse
On life's lonely road
I hear whispers, I feel pain, I feel joy
Trouble buffets me... more »
The Red Vase
Top curves surround by
Basic figurines of a
Gigantic round base.
Standing tall... more »
days on nights dawning hour.
your irrifutible soft voice
trying to put a face to the words... more »
The sound of whispers,
Branches swaying to a beat
As she tantalizingly send its signals.... more »
Times have change and
We've all grown up.
Seems like yesterday
I confess my love.... more »
Don't hate me because
The sun has shown its favor towards me.
Or make me inferior or predispose,
Sending me into the dark, my abyss... more »
Thou are more precious than rubies, diamonds.
Thy heart is not perverse with fiery drift,
Nor thy lips speak of guile and destructions.
For thou knowest the cost of this divine gift.... more »
When Times Get Bad
You feel life got you against the ropes.
No were else to go but, down.
You feel like tortured souls torment you each day.
Your body and mind is betwixt over power of will.... more »
Why Calle Me
As the dawn on night struck
It seems like everlasting glazed
Back and forth
Continuing to move in the glaze... more »