Black

Fever feel upon my mind
Quiver to quake my body makes
Sweat beads on my brow
Breath shallow hard to swallow
Scarce energy barely able to move
Muscles weak, day seems bleak
No black in the pit of my gut
I may burst, blackness I thirst
It’s my water, it’s my wine
Feeling dazed seeing through a haze
A tingling sensation to my senses
The aroma brings, titillation rings
Just a taste, a sip, a swallow
Fill my mug with a fantastical drug
I want the blackness to fill my heart
Let the darkness rain in my veins
Wake me from my delirium, stupor
Make me whole, ignite my soul

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DESTINY UNKNOWN

Eyes weep for yesterday’s scene

Hours creep by the forgotten soul

How quickly the tears roll

Flooding the hands of the broken-hearted

 

Portrait of darkness repeatedly painted

Forsaken, abandoned like a dying mule

Eat the pain as if it is fuel

Broken marrow is broken vitality

 

Spirit lost in the pit of nothingness

Stuck in this monotonous commonplace

All efforts and strain are but a waste

Ride a phoenix through the portal of time

 

Visit the unsoiled, unclouded past

Climb into the picture frame of happiness

Undisturbed memories of blessedness

If merely a minute, a moment

 

Before the hands of the fates

Drag me back to a world of uncertainty

A gloomy, dispirited mentality

Future unclear, destiny unknown

 

FRAGMENTS IN MY MIND

2018-06-23 19.34.14.pngWHAT NIGHT SO CLEAR MY MEMORY

WHAT FACE SO CLEAR HER IMAGERY

WORDS DANGLE FROM SWEET LIPS

BREATH LIKE HONEY I SLOWLY SIP

EYES OF BLAZING BEAUTY DEEP

 LOVELY VISION I WILL FOREVER KEEP

DREAMS OF HER IN MY MIND

SEE HER WELL SO EASY TO FIND

PAINTED PORTRAIT DEEP WITHIN

SILKY SOFT HAIR SMOOTH FAIR SKIN

WHAT NIGHT SO UNCLEAR MY DESTINY

WHAT PATH UNCHOSEN TO ETERNITY

TOUCH GENTLE WITH BARE HANDS

EMBRACE THE WARMTH EVERY STRAND

FELL IN LOVE WITH AN ALLURING DREAM

CLOSE MY EYES HER FACE ALWAYS SEEN;

TOOK THE DEAD-END LONELY ROAD

REMINDER DAILY MY DESTINY CHOSE

SHE IS FRAGMENTS IN MY MIND

THAT GLORIOUS NIGHT IS FAR BEHIND

AN ILLUSION, GHOST FLOATING INSIDE 

AS IF SHE’S FROM THE OTHER SIDE

Mother

A woman who gives birth

A woman who adopts

A woman who raises a child 

Someone who gives advice

Someone who teaches wrong from right

Teaches how to walk and talk

One who nourishes and protects

One who comforts in a rainstorm 

One who shows compassion 

For a broken heart, a broken dream

Someone who gives you hope 

Says inspiring things, makes you believe 

Anything is possible 

A mother loves you unconditionally 

You may not always agree,

She makes sure that you have everything 

You need even if that means

She has to do without 

She’ll work two jobs so you

Can play sports or have a great birthday 

She gives selflessly her love and support 

It doesn’t stop when you are grown 

Sometimes a mother has to be the father

A mother takes on a lot of responsibility 

My mother has been there for my

Sybllings and for me

She’s a great and wonderful mother,

Sister, wife and grandmother 

That’s why I love my mother 

 

 

 

Love Everlasting

 

20180121_212731-1.jpgI THOUGHT I HAD FOUND THE PERFECT LOVE

THE BEAUTY IN DREAMS BUT,

MY WORDS WERE NOT ENOUGH

TWO HEARTS THAT SHARED THE SAME FANTASY

TWO SOULS THAT LIVED IN ECSTASY

OPEN ARMS OF PLEASURE INDEFINITELY

 

FAITH KEPT US TOGETHER BLIND TO THE WORLD

WE FLOWED THROUGH OCEANS NEVER

REACHING SHORE

WE FLEW THROUGH DEPTHS OF INFINITE PARADISE

OUR HEARTS WERE BOUND TO MAKE ANY SACRIFICE

A MOIST AND TENDER KISS BELIEVED TO

UNITE US FOREVER

BROKEN SHADES OF PASSION FALL CONTINUOUSLY

WHEREVER

 

ABSENCE OF TIME, OUR LOVE IS NOW A MYTH

DEPARTURE HAS FALLEN, HAPPINESS TURNS TO MIST

THE BEAUTY WE SAW SLOWLY DISSOLVE

FOR THE BLEEDING HEARTS THAT RAIN ENDLESSLY

 

SING NIGHTINGALE SING

2018-03-03 15-1.30.51.pngSING NIGHTINGALE SING 

A SONG OF GRANDEUR

MOST FAIR TO THE HEART

LYRICS OF LOVE

BEAUTY, DESTINY

A SONG FOR THE SOUL

TRANQUIL, FULLY SERENE

 

SING NIGHTINGALE SING

RIDE UPON A CLOUD

DUSK ‘TIL DAWN

SPREADING JUBILATION

TO THOSE DEVASTATED,

POVERTY-STRICKEN,

DEJECTED, HOPELESS, HELPLESS

 

SING NIGHTINGALE SING

SING A MELODY SONOROUSLY

BRING ABOUT HOPE

AND MEANING IN

SONNET OF RHYME

TO THOSE WHOSE

LIFE IS BITTER AND COLD

 

SING NIGHTINGALE SING

SING MY NIGHTINGALE

SING FOR ME

 

 

 

My Words Are Not My Own

2018-01-21 21.04.24.jpgMY WORDS ARE NOT MY OWN

I TALK IN TWISTED TONGUE

I SPEAK FOR THE HEART OF THE YOUNG

THAT HAVE NOT GROWN FULLY IN

BODY NOR BRAIN

EYES ARE OPENING UP TO A WHOLE NEW WORLD

AS THEY GROW OLDER

NEW FEELINGS AND EMOTIONS

DIFFERENT AND SCARY;

MY WORDS ARE NOT MY OWN

I AM A TELLER OF TALES

FOR WHOSE HEART INTERNALLY WAILS

FOR THE SAD AND DEPRESSED

THE HAPPY AND FREE

FOR HE WHOSE MOUTH REMAINS CLOSED

FROM FEAR AND SHYNESS

FOR SHE WHOSE LIPS CANNOT OPEN,

SHUT BY A LOVER’S HAND;

MY WORDS ARE NOT MY OWN

THE PHRASES I SAY WITH PEN

THE THOUGHTS I FORM WITHIN

MAYBE IT’S THE VOICE OF A GHOST FROM

THE DISTANT PAST

A SPIRIT PERHAPS, FROM THE GREAT BEYOND

OR THE OTHER SIDE

A TORTURED SOUL TRYING TO COMMUNICATE

THROUGH ME;

MY WORDS ARE NOT MY OWN

THE EMOTIONAL JOURNEY, THE FABLE

INTIMATE THOUGHTS I CRADLE

EVEN THOUGH THE STORY IS BORN IN MY MIND

NOT MY HEART

COULD BE ECHOES OF LAUGHTER IN THE WIND

MAYBE, HAUNTING SCREAMS IN MY DREAMS

POSSIBLY, THE LINES AND RHYMES FROM A

DEAD POET WITH MORE TO SAY