I'm presenting you my rough draft of my book of poems that I'd been working on through difficulties and as enjoyment these last two years.
I recently made the decision to allow it to reflect the word of the bible the best I can.
I post it to be approved and reproofed by my audience and to challenge them.
But I mainly wrote it for enjoyment.
These are being posted in no particular order so please bare with me that
Its not in the most entertaining presentation
here we go
Home as I'll ever be
Seemlessly wanted the scenery
and got all the symbolism literally
its not like there was a place where I could stand
to be the subject of anothers gaze
as I was just trying to let go easily
to be amazed
Tables turning. ambitions burning.
ashes stirring. maybe learning.
while my ego feeling the blow with words I say
Be careful not to get my hopes up too high
I might just try to fly
and find that all my dreams are someone else's lie
naive to believe that the adventure awaiting me, would grow to become theme parks
walmarts, well versed nursery rhymes for hate mongerers that make for a claim that robbery is a way of life
whats out of reach never seems what its worth
do I really want to know what its like to experience birth
why do I think I don't remember
to find that I'm a statistic, demographic in what seemed so unique. earth
and cries are just someone's burden
no more reaching up high, to raise expectations to a youth that grow up to abandon all wonder but still want to justify their life full of unappreciation.
just another man at work
And all was wanted was to see the trees in the forest I once saw home
something well learned
and all I wanted was to feel like I'm not alone
live expressions grandiose like ocean waves, come back hitting full force
Wanted to know it was well worth the fight
drained of everything called life just to know I can feel alright
Here comes an army of a critic to set things right, pillage and mock
sarcasm and pettiness insues, to know that someone else felt more alive
I don't want to continue carefully with every word
I don't want to grow old before I see the season blossoming. The leaves falling in the midst of being alone.
Like those around me
reminded of their beauty turned to insults pulled them down just like an accussation turned around.
always someone coming to make kids sad, and abandon hope?
It was hope what was heard in the laughter as the scenery reflected a seemlessly ordinary day.
and yet the one we'd like to remember the most.
I don't know if I'll ever see the day of walking by the trees and listening to the reverie prose of simplicity. being enough of meaning
to belong seemlessly, long and far removed from any meaning but filled with the delight of the sway of wind moving the trees to let go of
leaves as I'm honored to enjoy the shower passing underneath
Satisfied as I'll ever be
Home as I'll ever be
unprocessed refuge salvage material to refine
takes so long to make twists and go right, matter what I do? Matter's more ifs stay gone and memory, not to. and less relevant to mention forgotten, buried.
Always ripe and ready present when
bit off enough and not more than what can be chewed, cacophany of joke added more to realize? or more to be alright. Less than standing to attention
as if it were speaking to who, address the audience, speech. stubborn, hardheaded, tooth and nail, and the rise to the occasion for thick skin, wouldn't want to see a dead whale
a proposal challenge to meet. Someone say" Your're stupid for intrigue" James Bond would lose his cool.
down to simplicity, swallowed up in potential, In a complicated world no one's taking me under their wing. Simplicity?
residual, remnant, unscripted
settle it, air, settle
settle for less, settle for weight, something to move then rest.
without thinking of a single one
like I need a reason. explanation, I suppose no one wants to hear, it sounds like treason
excuses smear the ink jot found
on pride, I've been playing too long this game of things
A man. alright. celebrate my good traits, charms, and a clever move, hold the niavety
I'm a man. certainly will have the world putting it on pedestal, care when creeping due to risks.
everything's a risk lest I keep it down to basics. and attitude functioning, not a factor to end all judgements.
remove pride to find the reason to feel disappeared and I'm really an alpha if it was something to gain.
win. reputation. measure. of a man's aqcuired taste and palate.
I don't know how to be something human selfaware, so my aim is straight, not contradiction.
laugh and smile whenever I do
get your freak on and cus, because at the moment theres other things I'd like to
hard to say things that bring dismay
choosing between a lack of will and grace
choosing who should be in my life
learning to choose things that are wise
from the sky
Don't want to be
like that so save
and I don't have to ask why
No such thing getting high
losing the plot and the storyline
Every decision counts
every decision counts
for years to come
wanna play a game. you'll be won.
end up a rich man
end up a slave
and up a dead man at the crest of his wave
end up a skeleton who learns to behave
end up what might be the inevitable moment of change
given the circumstances I don't really get to do what I want.
pick up a style and not care, go fast before I get smart.
partys over. but i gatta clean up. can't tell anyone. thats whats up.
from a loser, sprouts a winner
if a saint, I was once a sinner
Pure and Simple, everything else
no judgement, no arrogance
no neglect, no pride
loving and compassionate is who I am
everything else is worth letting go
self reliance goes hand in hand
and for self reliance strength is needed
I do have to let other people do their thing
business, nonsense and do my best to bring tranquility,
tanguery to atleast myself
pure and simple
why not, I've tried everything else
going to give me a hard time about it
life goes on I suppose
no ones trying to stop me, no one wants to drop me
life is easier when rock free
I have to not believe in superstition or fantasy
base my faith on rhymes or technology
all lies go to the side of me
I know that life didn't always feel this way like it does now
touched the fruit too much
lost forever more to the perilous endeavors of knowledge
saw nothing but the repetitions of schemes acknowledged
I drink because I suppose its the one thing that can be given as mere remedy
for times of suffering, times of mass, even times of peace we enjoy
alcohol could that possibly be ridden
A branch like it won't be burned as if because its long and reaches the ground
but never thought I'd enjoy standing on the root of a tree such as this one
seen tree trunks and wonder what its like to see a forest cut down before my eyes
but atleast I have the scriptures
Left myself Behind
apology on my face
did I get the message
let go to return it
apology is the message
the one in owe is a liar
cuz they don't get it the first time
and focus on it
like it was the horizon waiting for the day to come back
better play fair, aimlessly lose the false gesture of love
didn't know it. Make the day great and theres no need to hope
the appreciation of what was made, the day wasted or accomplished.
not going back to having the same thoughts had ten years ago
hope theres no reason to wonder will I have them in twenty
never saw what I'm good at, spending what is plenty
In debt for being petty
that I lost sight of it
and lashed out
arrogance leaves its marks
I could see why no one lets me
shouldn't say anything about whats worth it
lost confidence in whats worth it
To realize a perfect bundle of mistakes
and though I'm not that deep
I'm free everytime
my own bondage
those of truth always have power over those of lies
some say they made jesus walk by creating a generation of villainy
others will say its a situation of someone trying to make for innocence trying to make for their own justifiability
I know that celebrity or not judgement comes because its come on me. What does this exclude you brother, man, person,
and what you decide of thought and belief.
afraid or not. I'm here with my trail and there you are with yours think wisely of where you go cuz these times are not so.
oh how I dreamed that we could make ends meet so easily and see each other happy with doors open to the struggling to have that sensation
to some so familiar, we take for granted and yet unsavored or known to those left out to work.
I wouldn't know, I'm a stranger to myself. I come here dressed like I could care less. but
I care, care.
no more do I make efforts for gestures of a generosity that generations used to make the sound of a
if I saw someone's cell phone on the floor, I don't know if I should call and do what isn't done anymore, pay it forward never thought it
would make a new currency.
Its not like I yearn for someone to love, cuz really I'm having trouble loving me, wonder where to find what it means, I've gone mostly without the affections of that, to love, what is that?
I don't seem to be someone, I've lost touch with the genuine and made way for a mockery, and love is one of many things I know
its been a distance from me. How I was, thought I find it, didn't think its my crimes that got to me, and now I'm relieved to think I can see a chance to learn to walk out
with the old becoming the guides for I can change in my story.
I remember when I was
younger everything was fine like wine
and I couldn't tell the difference
how so many things could seem
right if the world notice whats in plain sight
didn't know that fire and cold
you live by, they exist to let you feel
both in the splendor of comfort of warmth and breeze of the wind in presence of timeless innocence of water
the innate recollections of a return to stillness as the trees have more to say when my old patterns, prenotion, don't inquisite.
dumbfound to make articulate interests,
coherent is less than specific
present is lived in a free unmeasured second,
Minutes are a suprise to find meaningless
time.. time.. tied when moments leading to moments
is a recipe for existance?
method has always stood place
spontaneous, spontaneous, sponsor and give yourself a wake up call
when rehearsing lost its flare, and losing run its course.
Hiding in plain sight, And with new clothes, no longer hiding
Odd what I look like, one jacket, pair of shoes, pants. and shirt.
turns out I was never the person wearing the clothes.
I wore something else, something entirely different and there was me, another person.
Breathing Instead of Lies
well atleast I get to see the show
and its good like I know
chance we meet, the person writing this
won't recognize me
like to have some life improvement
simplifying my perception
my vacation is a regular day
finally got back to caring
off to better things
though far away
For a guy who blew it
can really use it
properly, exit quietly
alive , confidence , passive
who cares who sees me
who cares I'm breathing
trade my words
for the warmth of breathe
reaching in the forest
a moment brightens red
a place I found rest, I felt it once
a sigh of embarassment, spent so many years
trying to be alone. people I noticed brushed up on me, distant relatives, wish they'd knew me.
manage stress, manage bills, manage to live to feel something real thats worth emotion, more than I care to give away
priceless, the day that changed me
whatever way was broken, it was worth being homeless
I see how simple it was, and yet simple still is.
to come back to who I am, thought I'd never see again. I thought I lost
my only friend and couldn't afford to mourn someone only I would notice
the only one who asked how I am, and didn't judge me for answering honestly.
I'm not well and theres someone who didn't walk away
He knew me and yet I forget he ever existed.
a fable for listening attentive ears?
a role model for the fatherless?
Someone to know as I grow older
sometimes life leaves an answer to all my whys.
forgotten, a trampled memory.
of someone who was on their way to being someone I know is me.
collided in the wrecklessness of an aging desperate who saw an opportunity impatient to get to it before I knew I had developed potential and realize it.
crash colliding reaching far
the person I knew, never again did I see but drowning, buried in a bad dream of disable, handicap gesturing. a part of a life no longer any way
to notice that it was, once the best I could hope to remember. me, my best. is the past, a grave. that never cries, facial muscles, and the head thats
left me with no reminder what personal space is like, I'm no longer, a me I can identify as nearing complete, coherent, feeling, distance is no such thing
in my permanent of being suprised but unable to notice the car accident I walked away from, too disoriented to assess the damage of what no longer there I can identify
my sensitive little spirit excited to live
injured and never could believe he knew what it was like to be alive. sensitive no more, can barely recognize I wouldn't know what to do with more
or feel what its like
breaking new rules
whats the point of the old ones
as I understand progress is made from old sons
I'd love to give an answer
but I'm not a very good dancer
music is more of a hobby
I'd like women for it to be more of a hobby as well
touched so I've heard to be like angels or just making
contact with my heart
compassion a great big word
falls and humbles instantly
as I fall apart
while men hold on to what they know as they too their hearts fall apart
pride turns to arrogance to sadness like victims
never knew happiness, if fun was the only thing worth enjoying
from the start.
now i feel it
and can't stand such an unreachable love
I don't know
Don't play the game and theyre
wondering what its all about
what happens if I do what
Im not expected to
and left questioning the mystery
taste so good
I thought I never would
know the difference
between life and death. and my thoughts
escape even though never out run
have respect for all things
give respect by giving others and yourself time
if someone is angry don't deal with them
don't think things are funny that are not
don't test things or people as they will have patience if you have patience
attitude does a lot with playing fair
if I don't second guess generosity
and overlook integrity
I'll be fine
together with out anger
will make up my sense of
humility and humbleness
A strong person knows when to walk
a mature person knows how to walk
away from a situation
all error shows itself if it
cannot be changed
no time of expedience or
indecency will last
surely there is a wrong way
and a right way.
and some things arn't worth
error in me is my challenge
and obstacle and even though it is there everyday it has nothing to do
but it will get in the way as long as I do not change
character whether I think it does
instead of giving others excuses to act
inappropriately, I will act appropriately and without hesitation
sure lets try for that
already tasted what it is to be king?
go ahead make a sound cuz whats on
the wing, lands hearts on
us cuz we trade spades
for a life we don't
cute, standing on a root
whatever, rather go
if your going to go with someone who's love isn't known
when were both left on shelf
acting like snares, fun? no
caught in web
you know of some supposed
isn't going to help live
regular people good enough
and even then, have to have excess?
try to shape down to a tee
sometimes be like bruce lee
atleast controlling appetites
atleast, sometimes feel alive
lost strength and the definition
isn't funny when thinking something
is only happening to you
don't want to have struts about
just want to free
how about never by choice
little bit of life, space to breathe
and don't have to play coy
No, then whats worth fighting
more lies to protect the
strong hold of one's old news
than truth for him to come to terms with
the moment of an hour
on the fence
getting stiff, Rest???
waiting for someone to convince
when they know
better do the right thing
know the right thing
battles won depending
if its real
I'll be quiet and forget
I read such nonsense
maybe all this trouble is just
providence. the grandeur rich
with escape. there's no secrets in
heaven. and no rhymes to excuse mis..
maybe I love hate being me
miss out on everything
scooby doo, the mystery gang
can't help me take off whats on my..
path is like the moment endures
certainly its a bold statement
my legs run across the roads
and care less about the payment
can't keep this rhyme any longer
and my rythm is a motherfu..
days of having fun
till the day of judgement comes
one thing I forgot
was all who never thought
would be like me
hypocricy, I'd like to write
but tears can't keep from
hard, hard, till death
do us part. but love life
like man holding a rose in strife
next line you'd think it was something
to do with a wife. I'm going to go
learn how to fly a kite. thats it.
not good enough, go watch good times, dyna..
hearts of hearts, Unreachable love
childhood dream remembered
from up above
people want me to forget
so they can remember
something that doesn't matter
momentary rush to step on
love and satisfied to disillusion
such a merciful creature, cannot be found here
and so I must go
to where I will find
between me and the past only raining
so let go
cus a woman doesn't want me to give up
but for her
someday dead and people will say
enough said but hear, heart is still beating in original way
from life I'd like to never wake up from dreaming
this is the period when no ones good or bad
no point of view to be had
cus everyone knows what everyone else
theres no story to tell till someone
makes a move
but no one knows where
they're going if they don't already
strife is like a hot meal
you must breathe and blow on it
before you put it into your
let compliments be said
wether back handed
show gratitude, be plain and short
and not clever
Don't waste energy on those you percieve to
be fools or unkind.
and don't bother speaking to those who will waste your time.
you can tell when someone is wasting your time.
truth is something better in small doses, sometimes in large.
perfection will not be reached instantaneously
progress can dissipate
by focusing on it
Welcome to the night
welcome to the night when no man
can work. a parade for the homeless
because not even the sheltered can
hide their hurt. clothing for everyone
each fits every size. Pleasure is like the
devils tongue, god cutting limits to everything was wise
to teach this class row by row
put on the spot
not just going to wing it, ding it
could be a japanese situation
and going to be like kung pow when I meet it
don't get it confused
I'm usually in trouble
got the prize
If worth the time
a shadow of whats there,
clothing in disguise. You think
a brand name to get listed
now this is all talk
whats it like to continue with change
keep from getting got
everyone grinding their teeth
want to be in the lead
some things catching up to me
for a loser its kinda easy
just keep letting it pass by
just keep letting others win
ready, set, drop it, win
Im trying to get what your getting
Im not getting what your getting
While your finding out I'll be forgetting
my minds made up
my heart is in the right
woman, hold up or not
got a style in the works
I know, can't wait, If I call, a hazard, and a flirt
think I know, but I don't go passed to show
I've got no poetry so
Walk by in skirt,
and pour scorn out on the hurt
inspiration sometimes desperation
waiting for paydirt
be waiting along
maybe the one I did
is there ever enough time to heal?
thats what it takes to win
where to begin
Your beginning supposedly my end
circles and circles all day
everyone pretending like they're in the lions den.
now time goes forward, only one stop
but thats alright
sometimes even I'm licking my lips for another drop
Get Back up
crooked situation, desperate times might be my imagination
rhymes won't help me where I need explanation or good time
need answers fast cuz trying to get a sense of how I'm wrong
So I can have some peace
people trying to live their lives
put this down in simple english
problem starts with me
more than anything
when blaming others
brothers and someones mother
forgot what its like to wake up
and feel humble, stumble on a stumbling block and get back up
This concludes the first post as I don't want one post to run too long