(POETRY) Reminiscence

Shiny Shoes, you stomp on me
A soul, a helpless road
Your heart a heavy burden
My back a strongman's load

Cursive Hands, you draw me well
In bed near death once over
My heart on canvas midnight black
My dove a wretched lover

Cherry Smile, you dance with me
Near fire and mighty cliffs
I sold my ships to grapple
Your deadly siren's kiss

Curly Hair, you blinded me
My eyes I cannot give
You want to learn my story
I feel I have not lived

(POETRY) Red Eyes

Red Eyes, come closer near
I see what they cannot
You blinded them with grace
Their view- your malice blot

You lift your legs and dance
Like ashen rose near wildfire
They light the limbs and raze
To burn the child they sire

Oh shed a tear and cry
And damn the world once over 
To death and blackened Hell
One deafened note all over

Now press your lungs and sing
Give birth to joyous tones
Of how you love the chaos
And fight the world alone

You breathe and give me life
Your vice is all but mine
Your lips and smile are toxic
But toxic like red wine

You give me strength to stand
And look upon the mirror
I dream upon a foggy hill
With you the haze grows clearer

I wish the world to glare at me
And beat me to the ground
I hope the wind shall guide my way
And lead me to your sound

Red Eyes, your words are soft
And I shall know your name
They never look behind the mask
You're smiling all the same

(POETRY) To Kassandra

Your hazel eyes
  They woo me
Remind me of a 
  Thousand lost dreams
   Of love and mountain-tops

Your tumbling hair
  It moves me
Lifts me to a
  Heaven so wide
   Longing deeply for you

Your pleasing smile
  It calls to me
Draws me in closer
  To in your arms
   Sharing your needed warmth

The way you speak
  It carries me
Captivates me
  Through sleepless nights
   To share a word with you-

(POETRY) I’m sure I’ll live to see the day

I'm sure I'll live to see the day
Of slashing waves and fields of grey
Our world will turn a brand new leaf
Of chaos wild and rampant grief

The sun will turn and heat our stove
We can't escape, our fated cove
The men in white, they check the stars
And all they see are jailor's bars

It will be bright, that fated noon
Too hot for plants, it's coming soon
I hope you like, the realms of fire
To sell your coal, there is no buyer

The birds will die, a roasted duck
The cats will fry, all out of luck
The dogs will sing, their masters dead
The bells will ring, with all that said

(POETRY) In fleeting, plotting crowds

Come with me, to trials unknown
Your like is of the kind
I wish to know so well

Your skin is smooth of nurture
Of all I care to breathe 
I soak in sweet pearly sweat-

An accursed cure for lonely days
Your swift hands and gentle touch
Has sent me pains of needed hurt

I read of books and tales of love
You write the rosy, compelling words 
Of my lifelong battle-sonnet 

A song so coarse I sing
Verse so cold and damning
Warmed up by youthful vigor

Of all that see the world unbound
You give me cheerful eyesore 
On realms of rape and murder 

I want to need a curse like you
Days spent unwhole have diseased
My brain, my eyes, my soul

The savior of my soul has come
Yet body I must but see
In fleeting, plotting crowds

 

(POETRY) Come roll, the chaotic thunder

A tempest of doves asunder
Come roll, the chaotic thunder
They ring and they clash
Respect they did slash
A flashy, red and blue wonder

To live and see the madness
To burn, the country of fatness
Flags they did raise
A maze that true pays
To leave, a feeling of sadness

A treaty is never in sight
My head, a vacuum of blight
Its corrupted my brain
Aesthetics insane
This land, a circus of might

(POETRY) The pulsing fog

The pulsing fog, it sends me deeper
Quickly to a place I'd rather not be
The rise of life, it's growing steeper
It strips my eyes so I cannot see

The pulsing fog, I'm yet to escape
Hanging in prison for crimes of lust 
The rapture of screens, the cult of rape
My time in here is due and just

The pulsing fog, it's killed my meter
Ensemble of nine, to hell with all
And I'll just hope and pray that I rhyme
And hope the worms, remember my time

(POETRY, LIMERICK) Her chocolate face

 

She sits with regal grace
I crave her chocolate face
She stands, she bows
She commands the clouds
And I pursue with frightening pace

Her smile lights up their eyes
I look- I see no lies
Her arms are swift
The skies- she lift
All I see- those well bred thighs

On touch I think I'll burn
Her presence, I did not earn
She looks, she smiles
A trail left for miles
True pain- I'm dying to learn