“How do you Know?”
Laughing when your mad,
Smiling when your angry,
Crying when your happy,
Frowning when your pleased,
Giggling when your agitated,
Screaming when your titillated,
Thirsty when your wet,
Saturated when your dry,
Calm when your livid,
Serene when your mean,
What you have never known,
THAT’S HOW YOU KNOW!
Raw thoughts transformed to words
And give life,
Verbalizing silent emotions about struggle
Communicating my feeling just using
Articulating my passion on a different
Level so we connect.
Revealing the sentiments of my heart
Using poems as expression,
Disclosing the truth of my soul through
I was 15 when the concrete curtains fell,
And my space became a cell.
I yelled, I yelled for help,
but my cries, my cries though
were smothered by stone and steel.
Barbed wire twisted around my feet,
and the more I scream the more pain I feel.
Help me! Someone, please, help me!
I didn't kill that man they way they said.
A WAYWARD SAILOR
All is lost though it seems,
Without my compass it’s just dreams.
A wayward sailor, that I am,
With no lighthouse I’m on the lam.
The waves crash over against my hull,
Which forces me to take hold and mull.
I fasten the lines and batten down,
Praying with all my might not to drown.
Life is full of hard,
And difficult circumstances
All we do is a struggle
For little to no advances.
Don’t let your stress,
Magnify your worries
Slow down, take a deep breath
Progress seldom hurries.
To try and understand life,
Is our natural temptation
Calm down, do it too much
You’ll only find frustration.
Sticks & Stones
Words of deception
Void of self-reflection
Taught a false reality
Why how can this be
This is all I’ve known
Blind leading the blind
So I had to find out on my own
Like a chemical or a poison
False realities and hypocrisy
Sifting through it all
With my eyes wide open
A closed mouth don’t get feed
So that’s why I started asking...
Lost and Found
Feelings often change like the color of the leaves in October, to be honest, I’m not afraid to say that I need to be watched over, me and you until the end of time has always been the plan. And the look on your beautiful face makes when I’m around has me striving to be a better man. Can we start over? I don’t think so, our flaws and scars seem to make up who we are, a million miles would never be too far to walk if I...
Hello My Friend
We all get hurt and get pushed
Make excuses and deny the truth
Wonder whether we’re good enough
Hide behind a mirror of lies that
Look back at us
The fire is pretty
We know it burns to the touch
Yet, it awakens us
We’re alive in those moments,
Tormenting our soul
Too scared to be alone
So we pour gasoline,
So that it...
I want to be there when you need me.
I want to hug you when you’re sad.
I want to be the person you come to, even when you’re mad.
No matter what I'll always listen and give you nothing but love.
I want to be your king and you my queen, living life madly in love.
The Process of Love Begins Within
My desire for love stretches farther than the heavens above, it goes deeper than express words and the blue ocean waters of love. Who is love? Where is love? What does love look like? Who invented love? Is it you? I am searching the universe for this desire within. I find no examples to walk in. Not having a clue that love is within. For I desire to know love and be loved and to embrace its very...
Somewhere within, I’m free
I just have to dig deep and find that place within me,
Because this place below the pig’s feet
Is not my destiny.
No, it’s not my destiny.
It’s a place of temporary contingency;
Find inner-peace and be truly free,
Stay confined within the confines of my mind
Which keeps me in a constant state of...
I swear the iron bars and four walls can be too much to bear,
I swear it becomes worse when those at home don't show they care.
So I grin and bear because the pain of recidivism nobody wants to hear,
Shoot me in my head before I shed on tear.
Have I taken someone's life? No but the government wants me dead.
Not physically but mentally and rip me to shreds....
All around nothing but white
But everywhere you look, you can see signs of life
A snowman dressed with grandpa’s old clothes
The little children make Frosty with a smiling pose
The joy of life can never be more present
The presence of snow is always its own link
It shows us there is more to life than we idly think
As a blizzard prevents all work and movement
Hear The Whisper
There’s a word;
It describes a feeling
A state of being
That consumes a person’s being
Inside, it wallows in an abysmal void;
A vortex of darkness.
In which one finds a contradictive sense of stoic joy.
This joy is painful.
It cries out in anguish,
In the shameful darkness...
BACK TO THE SAME OLD ME (POEM)
Sitting in my cell, confused and broken-hearted,
Thinking how I got here and how this all started.
This will be the deepest thing that I ever wrote,
Small steps into giant, that’s my favorite quote.
They say a champion is born everyday,
If that’s true then I was born yesterday.
I know I can never change the past
But it won’...
Simple Man, With a Simple Dream
I’m just a simple man, with a simple dream. I long for the happiness, simple brings just a simple life, with simple means;
With simple things;
simple joys, simple relations,
simple friendships and associations.
I’m just a simple man, with a simple dream.
Songs of Fire
I rise from the ashes to my knees,
From my knees to my feet,
Then I spread my arms out wide
As they metamorphose into wings,
My attention is fueled by the desire
To transcend myself higher and higher
As my vices are consumed by the fire;
The fire of which is my attire
At the peak of my climb I become refined
With a renewal of the spirit and mind
I Sometimes Wonder
I sometimes wonder does it really even matter.
Like these thoughts that go pitter patter in my mind aren’t worth saving.
Saying this all the while yet I still jo ‘em.
Sometimes I really wonder. Can a good man exist in such a cold world as this?
Or maybe I’m just chasing daydreams that’ll leave me pushing up daisies.
Yet I still try to pursue an existence that would make...
There comes a time in each of our lives where we have
Experienced what is called, “broken moments”. It was once
Said, “That without a foe, a person will never know their true
strength”. From the exiting of the womb, until the grave, every
one of us will experience unfavorable circumstances that will
either strengthen our resolve or utterly destroy us. ...
People and Prison
People in the world wake up on a bed. People in prison wake up feeling dread. God remembers all the days you left.
People in the world answer their cell phones, people in prison the answer is gone, for God the answer is you're not alone.
People in the world eat in restaurants, people in prison eat where there's a lot, God sees forget-me-nots.
People in the world go to clothing stores,...
I spin and rotate while standing still.
I of the Lotus, black fan, breaking hands, Martial Art Kung-Fu.
No thinking and thought’n or thought’n and thinking, only knowing.
Strike with wisdom, knowledge and strength (Great White Shark, Green Dragon, Night Owl). I am immune to poison. I eat it, human rats, human snakes, and bullies, etc.
My lifestyle is written in stone....
A Look Within
Patience and persistence is detrimental
to one’s existence, whether you’re
living good or going through a tough
transition. Life is hard, problematic, and truly
vicious, most fight through the tension by
conforming to some type of religion. It really
doesn’t matter if you’re Muslim, Catholic, or
Christian, without an understanding and faith
Alive In A Grave
When the casket walls start to cave in kicking my @$$, I start singing out loud bout taking it all back. Heyah! Way Heyah! And it sounds like that. Fighting terrorism goes way back. Since 1492 to be exact. And my ancestors don’t speak English. In the spirit of Crazy Horse maybe this Native got a death wish. So French kiss the raised fist. I did this for y’all indigenous. Now I’m behind enemy lines...
“Angel & the Devil”
Here’s a dream about an angel, an angel that fell from the sky,
Away from harm’s into my arms, an angel with crystal clear eyez…
I could hardly believe my luck, an angel with beauty unknown, I
Touched her heart, mine fell apart and wondered who left here alone…
An angel as precious at this, so fragile with innocence, a tale to
Tell my hearts for sale surely I’m...
The strain and pain she has that look on her face-I reach to touch and smooth out her hair, but she doesn’t’ know I’m there.
That far away look she stares into space, what is she seeing-I reach to bring her back from that terrible place.
She looks at me, but I’m sure she is not seeing me-for her eyes pass right through me.
She speaks and often times shouts, staring into space, screaming at the air-who is...
Focused on doing the time, just not to lose my mind, something about the struggle, is so define, so the love is hard to find, imagine searching and clawing for every nickel and dime, raised in a concrete jungle, all while doing time, so many tears, but unable to cry. I tried time after time, sometimes I feel I was built for this, picking loyalty over money every time cost me my life, but never again.
I am from the tree that birthed the leaf
Which fed the caterpillar who evolved into itself.
I am self with the universe. I – AM – WE
Equals ME – are eternal, in that sense, death is only promised to circumstance.
For like the tree whose leaves fall only to
Make room for new bearers of oxygen –
I am from the winds that carry it.
I am from the breeze that blows the hair
A mixture of white and brown, like caramel and white chocolate, dark blonde hair slicked back or buzzed down to a modern fade, reflecting the trends of the times, which of course remain unforgotten, my 5’ 8” build is athletic, bold, masculine, as with work outs on a concrete yard, hard angles and sharp plains.
The background of music and the taste of coffee come just after dawn. In the afternoon is a bit of origami and the...
Against My Will
I continue to rise above it….
Rich in spirit my net worth
unfathomable in strength i can
muster, when life’s custom and
product is too much and out of my
Against my will i….
like goose bumps in icy winds through
clouds “in” sky, into the open air when
the world weighs me...
A Token of Love
Your personality is so welcoming and soothing. Your smile so contagious. It’s so warm and inviting like a hot fire on a winter night, pulling me in closer… Holding you in my arms feels like a welcome home. I feel safe. As if nothing in this world can go wrong… At this very moment, time stands still. Your love transports me to another dimension....