chipped paint, rusty doors
stained steel, and cracked floors,
a black rose
rose for an encore.
Rooted by tears of spilled dreams,
and the soil of being deemed
unenviable for life’s theme;
yet, blossomed, a rose has risen.
Nurtured by the rays of hope on the horizon,
a fellow petal’s guidance,
Waiting 2 Be Found
Friendship is hard to find, I seek while you hide.
As I search but still can’t find.
I continue my search while keeping hope alive.
Because I know you’re out there trying to find me.
But it’s like our roles are reversed.
You’re seeking, while I’m hiding.
I know it will be wondrous when I find you,
Or you find me, our bond will be solid...
The Age of Confusion
Through the ideological darkness of a world gone mad,
Simple concepts upended, their meanings a fad.
While the sun as our compass, is dethroned from the sky,
Dark lamps guide into trespass, the blind wonder why.
When tolerance, the only virtue, unpunished and unblamed,
The man with no principles, alone escapes unshamed.
They rail at the Nation, in earth and in sky,
While dreaming one night, I had dreamt
A tale to tell…
I dreamt I saw an Angel. She wasn’t looking
Her body bruised and battered; wings ripped
I saw she could barely walk, She was tired
And all so worn.
Walking over to the Angel, I had asked how
This could be?
She could only look up at me. As she did her best
To smile. As she said...
You will never know what a letter can mean until you have been where I am, or been through what I’ve been through.
I’m confined to a world behind four walls where no one can see me, and I receive no calls or visits.
Often I sleep and wake up alarmed, thinking that my family, loved ones, or friends may be harmed.
Thank God it’s just a dream as I come to my senses. Then I look out the window and still see the...
“The Journey of Life”
It twists and turns
With mountains to climb
And fires that burn
Shaped at a young age
So vulnerable and pure
Life at full speed
Is how we must learn
The good times and bad
Is a part of it all
When climbing a mountain
Sometimes you will fall
With each step we take
Comes pleasure and pain...
What is life without the urge to wanna strive
What’s it like to be earth bound but destined to fly
How do you find what’s unknown, tho meant to hide
Without time is distance defined
Without a lie how can I achieve
For you to believe this is me
If I were a bird could I be in love with a bee
If trees had no leaves how would we know when to leave
If time didn’t mean a thing
“A Picture and a Thousand Words”
People say a picture can say a thousand words, but can a picture tell you the stories of the scars on my face? To the scars on my heart?
Did my picture tell you my goals and my dreams? The things that I have and haven’t accomplished?
Or did my picture tell you the man I am? Or the man I am destined to be?
If it did? There is nothing to be said. But if it...
Passion For Art
It begins in the mind as a seed planted in soil,
Scenes that form from the colors of imagination,
Taking shape within the soul to boil,
Each object pieced together from fragmentation.
The picture is drawn out of shapes to lay a foundation,
The paint diluted with water to flow on paper,
Each stroke of the brush brings a picture to fruition,
Every detail laid down with a fine...
What sensation to be this amazing
I’m collecting many praises
From all these different faces
Tell’em who’s the greatest of’em all
Yea I took some falls
Might’ve stumbled in the halls
But I climbed every wall
While walking every bridge
Just trying to get my glimpse
Of what greatness is
So I hop every fence
In my search for evidence
That greatness still...
Pen in hand, paper at my desk I put down words I want to say forgotten all the rest.
Words they flow from my mind through my heart down to this pen and paper and that's how it starts.
Shutting out all interruptions around me, just pen, paper and words of finding.
All my worries, hurt, anger and fears, I put down on paper for someone to hear.
I scream, I shout in words I...
The Love of the Season Autumn
In the crisp gentle wind of fall
You can see the beautiful brown autumn leaves big and small
Jack-O-Lanterns, bats and candy corn delight the children
But the biggest treat of all lies within them
A big smile across their face is what parents seek
To see their bright faces say “Trick or Treat”.
A time of Harvest, the season is of plenty
ARE YOU LISTENING?
I have been lonely;
Locked away inside my cell,
I was so alone;
Then came, one day, love –
Entering my cell and heart,
Bittersweet the change
Within me, my heart alive
Yet in agony,
Are you listening?
Seeing this computer screen?
Are you there at all?
I’m sending this out
A message in a...
A Fathers Prayer
The longing in my life is not a prayer for me, in the deep watches of the night I pray not selfishly.
I lift her life to you, her heart I know you love. I cannot protect her now below, please protect her from above.
You see her needs as I cannot, you hear her prayers I know, you feel her tears upon your cheek, please hold her as I go.
No man could love her as I do, no heart could miss her so....
Alone, the fear of dying this way is excruciating.
How do I overcome this thing that’s paralyzing?
Do I accept it as fate that I should die in this state?
No! To sit here and doing nothing would be a mistake.
Yet to force love is equally painful.
Those emotions are empty, but they make me hopeful.
I get attached to hints of truth, convinced that...
When you look at me
And witness my personality,
What do you see?
Don’t be cliché or superficial;
Try to paint a detailed, fuller picture.
Assign characteristics, but then tell my why.
And if you can go deep, tell me why to that why,
As you try to undress my mind
To get a deeper understanding of the “me” in front of the “I”.
“A Young Marine”
I was a kid sent to war.
Distorted by what they reported.
Death lurked beneath the sand.
Behind a scope.
And even in those we we’re there to give hope.
We made it home or so it seemed.
But death was here to redeem.
Now my friends lay on a table,
With only whiskey to keep me stable.
Pushed my family away and gave into the sway
The Inquest (Scattered Moments)
Amid the daily atmosphere of obstreperous condemned men-children and the recurring high pitched ringings of large deadbolt keys heavily colliding (swaying to-and-fro affixed to the belt lines of prison guards hurriedly slamming heavy steel doors while making security-check-rounds in passing)----scattered moments of abrupt silence allow my ears to clearly see the liquid confessions of my heart...
How does it feel to be isolated
And deprived of life’s bare essentials?
Enduring pain that exceeds emotions
And is far beyond mental.
To most, these feelings are exotic
And may never be comprehended
I attempt to evade them
But I’m always apprehended
While confined to this cage
The psychological ability is tested.
Will I pass? Or...
1st N8V On Tha Moon
First native on the moon / That’s how much I love you / Plus I’m a looney tune / Pep Lapew / If I throw that tomahawk chop / It’s off the head with you / Scalps is over with / This the new school / Metaphorically speaking / In case you aint caught that / I’m taking heads off / A new type of warrior / In a battlefield that’s evolved / And if you’re still lost / That’s why...
Love is stuck behind these bars; locked behind walls and doors…my inner beauty that God gifted me wants to release my love to you. Love is patience, understanding and is not judgmental. Love can be given anywhere, no matter how far to reach your heart and mental emotions; that’s what love is. It’s a special, happy, uplifting feeling I can experience even when I’m in this cage they call a...
There’s beauty in life and the open acceptance of another.
There’s beauty in the ability to share our time and thoughts with another.
There’s beauty in discovering a friend and truly connecting with another.
Beauty isn’t the shape of your lips, but it’s in the way you say things.
Beauty isn’t in the color of your eyes, but it is in the way you see things....
Just My Thoughts
These is just my thoughts as I sit here in this four cornered room.
Sentenced to a lifetime of hell in this penitentiary cell
Inflicted by all the pain I’ve caused, by the mistakes I’ve made and all the wrongs I’ve done.
“Like I said, these is just my thoughts.”
I’ve shed so many tears over the years and conquered all my penitentiary fears....
Believe In You
These are lyrics from a country song I’ve written. I hope that it inspires you to surmount any obstacle you might encounter. Belief in yourself and your higher power is the key. Whether it be God, Allah, Buddha or the devil – just believe! Remember: family and friends believe in you; children need and are counting on you – whether it be your kids, or kids of family and friends. Be strong for them...
Don’t use drugs and shoplift is my philosophy,
take heed or you will experience pain and misery...
Shoplifting is not an innocent crime,
it will lead to doing time...
Things can happen that you least expect,
like putting people in danger and having a car wreck...
Please take heed to my philosophy,
I learned the hard way and caused myself misery......
In The Echos Of Silent Confinement
Does crystallized carbon feel the pressure that
transforms it into diamonds?
Does gold cry out as heat purifies it by refinement?
You can hear the whines and whistles of a machine
when its gears are out of alignment;
But can you hear my screams of pain from sitting in
this hell-cell as it echoes in my silence?
Look closely, do...
Unintentionally I’ve fallen and possibly can’t get back up
times when we would cross paths I’d ponder if my feelings were based upon pure lust
No…They were based on love
Time suspended as I think about your arms
How intelligent you are and how you...
I’m OK with that, long as you judge me. How can you judge me without actually judging me. Judge me without actually hearing me. Oh, I see! You read it so it’s true. Think about all the things that’s been said about you that isn’t true. Please explain to me how you judge my story and I didn’t even tell it to you. #Confused. Learn how to judge before you do. If you knew the truth, only way to judge me would be “You mad I’m not...
Until you been arrested and spent endless days in jail, and walked a 1000 miles without leaving your cell.
Until you’ve lost your family and you’re utterly alone and you tried to seek comfort, to find out it was left at home.
Until you face the judge and entered your guilty plea, and heard them screw up words you won’t be free.
Until your days turn to months and months turn into years and you’ve stayed awake at night...