Category: Poems

  • The Little Things
    Are we drops in a bucket
    Poured into an endless sea
    A black dot on a chalkboard
    One more microscopic bead

    Or are we distances crossed in time
    Laced with anguish, but filled with success
    Are we the ones that they say have excelled
    But hasn't had one single loving caress

    Sometimes dreams fade when we grow,
    And realize the limitations we have placed
    We see the dreams that once held a promise
    With the slow passing of time, it’s something we face

    Dreams…What a world to have a dream
    Do we not walk in a world where the sun sets?
    Oh the sky’s blue contrast to a fluffy white cloud
    Its the little things that makes it the best!


  • To accept certain facts
    And eventually, move on
    The world, in front or behind
    Me now, that life never condones
    Till death, from this life, and now I stand
    Till forever more…forever now… I’m forever alone
    Walking away from these bastards and hate
    Once given…that they’ve always shown


    Roses wilt in the eye of a storm,
    They breath in life that love has lost;
    Withered now, my soul to part this life
    Like the soul of a flower left in the frost;
    To oppose a thought that forever entombs
    In the dying moment you forget the cost
    To leave this world is a thought I’ve pondered
    In the moments when my living reality gets tossed

    If hell didn’t await…what then
    The voices try and trick me, they always misconstrue
    They make me feel like life can’t get any better
    Like I’m only being molested or abused
    You can twist my mind all you want
    You can turn my hazel eyes a shade of blue
    But I can say, I’m stronger than you thought,
    Because I tell you now, I fefuse!!!

  • To dream a dream
    And dream again

    To see the end
    And live free once more

    To bleed one drop
    A drop of an unridiculed truth

    To reduce a complex thought
    Into a bland misconception

    To oppose reality
    And truly exist

    To live on true faith
    And see what life could be

    To dance in the rain
    And know how happiness feels

    To feel one true emotion
    And feel life unfold within me

    To yearn for another
    And know true love exists

    To teach a life lesson
    And see existence again

    To not die a lonely death
    And extinguish a lifelong fear

    To see Jesus
    And

  • Father, are we too far gone?
    I don’t know what to do
    To make them see the light

    Father, how do we make it through?
    Sometimes I am lost, and you are
    Always there; just out of my sight

    Father, when will I see Your face?
    I can’t even dream, or begin to sketch;
    I have no recollection of Your true might

    Father, are You coming here soon?
    Please forgive me for my past doubt
    I accept Your word, while knowing it right

    Father, do I make you proud?
    I only wish to spread Your name,
    And stand firm on God, and reach new heights

    Father, I love You, truly!!!
    You are always there in the dark
    Shining in the blackest times when my heart is affright

    There will be no excuse when he comes to reclaim
    The proof was there all along, while you thought it insane
    Get down on your knees, and ask forgiveness I swear it’s not inane
    The very Creator of the universe, He knows you by name

  • I awoke this morning 
    Seeing, the light, in disguise
    I peered into an opening
    And saw a life deep inside;

    It was hidden away
    Lost in a darkened room
    There was no chance to see,
    Or so I would assume

    Wandering in the darkness
    Sometimes, you get caught in
    Living in a void of existence
    Not knowing where to begin

    Life sinks into the cracks
    And begins to expand and grow
    You lose touch with yourself
    And you’re afraid for it to show

    It takes an angel,
    Sometimes in total disguise
    To flip on the light switch
    And free us from our own demise

    Oppose if you will
    Oh demons of the night
    Behold, the internal wheels
    Turning against you’re plight

    God gave me strength
    And the ones on my side
    Freedom can try to run away
    But let it try to hide

    I will overcome
    This demon of the night
    With God on my side
    Freedom can never hide

  • Tend to me,
    Oh incessant laborers
    Of the night;
    For daylight screams violence,
    Crazed as time, and as
    Relentless as existence;
    We bleed turmoil
    Doused in our own sins!

    Vouch for me,
    Oh friends, tossed in thought,
    For we seek acceptance,
    For the terror of our own
    Incessant means,
    For we are still bleeding;
    And still,
    Anemic

    Save me please
    Oh blessed Father,
    For life seems to confuse;
    Lost in the shadows of life,
    Because reality seems like
    A matrix, fake and generated
    Dissociated and emotionless
    In the absence of being held
  • Crackling incessantly 
    Colors dancing
    Entrancing smoke
  • Arise and shine
    Awake and listen
    To the amber songs
    As morning glistens
    For God is in this moment
    And an air is ever so listless
    As shadows fade in an arrival
    Of a red colored and warm existence
    In the awakening moment
    Of your caffeine’s morning resistance

    Come to me in an expanse
    To adorn the crown and king
    As we inspire to lift on high
    In glorious words as we sing
    “Amazing grace, how sweet the sound,”
    Awesome feelings your power brings
    Until one sweet day we’ll arise
    To heaven, from a world we’re enduring
    Of this, I KNOW, for a fact one day
    I don’t need any worldly reassuring

    God speaks, we need only to receive
    This glorious Father, love you can’t conceive
    You need only faith and love, ask and truly believe
    If he’s dealing with you now angst can be relieved

  • Sing to me, oh night song
    For your cries seem too distant still
    We beg for your enigmatic crooning
    The copulations of virtue trying to feel

    Sing to me, oh night song
    For your crisis isn’t a mistake
    Falter from this pathway given
    And see how much you can take

    Sing to me, oh night song
    Till the early morning sun
    The tides of yesterday have gone
    And we have yet to have all the fun

    Nightingales singing enigmatic melodies
    Unaware of the stains on our sleep
    We dance to the tunes of their evening songs
    Suffering the scars the rhythm keeps

    Saints of tomorrow, we beg for…not promise
    But only a song, yes sing to us a happy tune
    Bring us the early summer eves and bonfires
    The listless singing to guitars in mid June

    And only than, dear saints will we consider
    Your song, at a grand and bitter final close
    Take your bow and throw your rose to the lady’s
    And show off your brilliant and affirming pose

  • Not Ending So Fast

    Storm clouds…they rage in us all
    Satiating hungers, with a burning desire
    We have to cast our anguish, even deeper
    Ending with a need to set the world on fire!!!
    So much is the lust, to give in, to the want
    To feed, like a hungry and incessant liar
    We feed on the feeling…the only one
    Will we ever be invited, to a place much higher???

    I have analyzed reality to a sickening repulsion!!!
    And have nothing for the incessant gnarling inside,
    I ask and pray, I hope and say…”Lord, help me to see,”
    But all I want to do…I want to run away from life and hide,
    Yet, all I can do is push it even deeper, back, back, further back,
    Just wandering along hopelessly and listlessly enjoying the ride
    Watching the mundane and inane, satiate their own hungers
    If I had to say, “I enjoy the complexities of this life…” I’d lie

    If I had to name a starting point, I’d say, it just grew,
    From one defining moment in my life…the one I cant forget
    But at the same ignorant moment, I can’t begin to recall,
    Just a feeling of turmoil, disgust, rage, hate, and utter regret
    Yes, I do try my best, I pray to God, I ask for peace and forgiveness
    But the incessant gnarling inside, It’s some feeling I just don’t get
    I want to say so many angry things, not to Him, only to me
    Although, I feel as though I have lost some kind of sick bet…

    I am not even angry with yesterday, I am only angry with myself
    I am not even angry with the one who did it, so many days past
    Satan and this demon of an absence, are my only forgettable foes
    And not knowing how long this dissociation and absent reality lasts
    Please pray for me, for I am, for I am honestly trying to see past these clouds
    My life is, honestly a blessing in disguise, I cherish every moment cast
    I Pray, the dark clouds, too shall pass away and just listlessly fade
    Into a day, that goes on and on, for and an eternity…not ending so fast




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