Saturday, January 31, 2015

The ride

The ride

God, sometimes I don't feel you are on our side.
I realize that you tried,
Was it a matter of pride when you decide
to apply the divide between a man and his bride.

It was beautiful that you made the endless sky
and that you provide the oceans tied,
but why would you make the mothers cry
as they watch their babies die?
Why would you give us language as a guide
but then slide in the ability to lie?

I do not mean to brush aside,
all the things that you provide,
you see this feeling will not subside
that you have given us freedom implied,
however still our hands are tied,
for although everything is within your eyes
we cannot deny that by your hand we collide,
So I wonder why you would sit beside and allow genocide.
We would apply the tools you supply
to destroy anyone distant or nearby.

You have given us the power inside
to open our mind wide
and with our beauty of arts and music we stride.
Still we find we collide with judgments that bind
the beauties and follies of mankind.

It is true that you supplied and have provided
us with everything we need worldwide,
please don't think we don't appreciate our prayer,
but when we confide do you hear?
Or do you hide and not care?

Did you forget about us? Where we left behind?
Are you def and blind? Or do you just not mind that you have designed
something that could be refined
however is still inclined towards the dark corners of the mind.
You see we plea to be free from this insanity and negativity,
we are at your mercy.
If you do not like what you see and find in mankind,
will you just once again
bury us in the mud of a flood with high tide?

We live in fear that you are not there.
If we are your design, it would be fair that as our guide
please reminded us, with this pain that resides,
can be too much to bear, so is there a plan?
Or are we just along for the ride?

Complete Control

Complete control


January 23

Oh I want him so much, 
all I desire is his touch.
I want him to hold me 
and I want him to bind me,
I only wish to hide 
so he can find me.
There is no other love like his. 
No other caress, no other kiss. 
I want to conquer, 
I want to ride, 
I beg for him to go deep inside.
Are moans are the only sound,
as he flips me around and hold me down.
I will give him my mind body and soul. 
Only to him I will give complete control.

My eyes

My eyes
January 23
When he came into my life, it was a surprise.
For he is my twin, he has my eyes.
When we are together it's absolute bliss.
I crave the caress of his fingers and the smell of his kiss. 
For the only thing that we truly fear.
Is the day when the other is not in near.
But to live in this fear is to not enjoy the present.
We do not fully let go because we are hesitant.
How could it be this way as such,
If we truly love each other this much?

Poem - Obsession

Poem - Obsession 

Monday, January 19th, 2015

When I was a raised wild, riled, child I never had a clue of your fun.
You were in plays, ballets and often in cafés, it's true, I would watch your perfection.
Although you made me lay a smile, 
I never knew too much of what you've done.
In a blaze I saw that you where the glue that compiled many crews devotion.

I offered little but you always repaid as if the future you knew not to shun, 
but to me at that time you were a mild haze hue that had yet begun.
With phrase spun after phrase, something inside piled and started to brew, you would stun, as a need to bleed my words as my lungs need oxygen. I was to get a lesson, you became my riled, styled obsession. 

At times when I was young it weighs, so I question, perhaps, I bit off more than I could chew, or correction once I knew you, was it just fear of rejection?
With you I felt as won, but I started to go coo coo through a maze of wild thoughts of aggression.
While I was blue, I grew my frayed wings, and with you I flew to the sun through the great mentalization reunion migration. 
With you as my number one crazed companion I started to break through, session after session, through this new navigation.
I must mention a little more, you made me soar to the heavens, for with your affection I finally was free. You never did flee or betrayed thee, nore use my weaknesses against me. You were always quality positivity projection. 
As a slew of my thoughts would stay for a while, started to pile and spew, was then my progression. 
You are my protection, this was something new you see to my comprehension. 
I see I must say it was you who got me through when I withdrew in my oppression. 
You amaze, for you turned me into thought revenue succession. 
You opened my eyes to another view with your phrases of creation demonstration. 
With your injection of my imperfection, making me face the skewed view realization of my negativity infection. Because of its detection, I know know it's annihilation. 

It's true I never intended to overdue your utilization. 
It was a abomination faze, but you grew my walls of literature which became a taboo creation for the direction of my life to realization. 
You would always target me when I'd fall into a daze or start to undo and question. 
I would always do my best and I never knew in my youth, 
what I would turn into with this craze enhancement smooth enforcement of mental interaction. 

It's the truth it was not my intention to need your fire much as I do, 
to desire this slough of attachment through hire sapio attraction. 
No dire argument this is true, you have many ways of putting me in detention. 
Never a liar but with my confession you were always there prior to raise me through my depression infection with your deflection. 
Whenever I was hurt and wish to retire, nights or days, I ran to you for inspiration.
You would inquire and always there for my pain faze to review correction.
With you I never tire, due to your praise complexion I have grew into a brew of a collection of expression. 
Others I may acquire, always come and go but you always stay as my main obsession.

POEM - Left behind

POEM - Left behind
    Wednesday, January 21st, 2015
Where should I go, what should I do?
I thought I had a path, I thought that I knew.
I want to move fast, but now I move slow.
For it seems I have forgotten, where to go.
There was a time when my future was clear.
A time when success was inevitably near.
But now I feel that it's come and gone.
And I wonder what I've done wrong.
Was I not clear of soul body and mind?
For it seems I have been left behind.

Saturday, January 3, 2015

I lost myself inside you

I have lost myself inside you, 
and as I stand in the sand 
as the waves of my past brush against my feet 
I demand to understand why.

I've lost myself inside you,
I know it seems to me 
that I have been released from my personality 
and I no longer know who I am.

I've lost myself inside of you,
And I wish not to repeat that which defeats 
the heat that I have diffuse from my mistakes of the past.
I hope this will last, will you make me complete? 

For who knew, that you were true blue,
And sometimes it seems to rape my soul 
Its my fait, I wish not to escape,
When all I wish to do is lose myself inside you.