When I recollect all my days I can’t help but thinkHow the fabric of life is interwoven with painAnd with every introspectionWhen I make a recollection I find a new pain collection Days of loss Days of grief Days that I felt lostDays that were bitter-sweet These memories I collect From birth To growthTo Decline To Death Sunrises But everything good Will always set All of life is …
You see him day and night You know him right?His smile so bright His teeth are white The grass is greener on his site The truth lies To see HimYou have to see past the shell And see inside The truth blindsThe only guideIf you pry his heart open-wide The truth hides You have to look behind And journey inside Only then will …
Coarse skinned Rough edgedOld and aged Wrinkled and twisted Convoluted in the inside Invisible on the outside Bear the weight of the world on your shoulders Silently QuietlySelflessly You are there to hold up the short and tall You give of yourself Yet take nothing at all You’ll shatter yourself before you let your dear fall You carry tremendous stress and strainBut You never complain no …
I contain you within me But if you look at meI look Just like me No different if all you do is see But what I’ve come to be Is so much more than just me My soul has become like a fire That has been fanned I have become rich and grand Extra alive My identity has grown and has come to …
As I walk on this tight rope To the left is sadness To the right madness I do my best to balanceSometimes I dip Or slip Or trip I might despair And even for a while Stay down there Thoughts in my head begin to swirl Maybe I just can’t do this world But I have hope So I stop to mope I Dust …
Two paths before me which one to takeOne beautiful with greenery besides a stunning lakeThe other simple and ordinary and unsophisticate One filled with sightful beauty so much to see The other simple but will get me where I desire to beMy mind knows that the right path Is the one that will lead me to my destiny But …
He awakes in a haste Ready for the daily race He rushes to get dressed Bangs his foot on his child’s guitar case He sees in the corner of his eyes His children playing with toys Frenzied he goes from room to room Amidst all their noise As he hurriedly approaches the door He glances at his children once more He hears the …
I don’t write poetry I capture it in the world Where every fabric of existenceIs laced with eloquenceAnd just like a butterfly that flutters by I let it enter with meAs I open my heart wide Like the Catcher in the Rye When I see it I try to catch it Most of the time it escapesBut sometimes I’m able …
I can’t wait until this is doneAnd out will come the sunJust so I can see you on your runOr Laughing in the park having funOr arguing about who won I can’t wait to watch you in the streetsIn class frustrated that you took my seatIn the restaurant I can be annoyed Because you speak so …