till

Sit next to the window
And see to explore what is out there
The streets are alive with people and thousands of
steps
As we move to the right and left
Hold on to your belief and will
Have an intervention with the world as you talk to it
The good are not good as they plug and charge up their
halos for the next day
What is real? When everyone is afraid to truly reveal
how they feel.

The cup is tilted to it side but it does not roll
It’s a fiasco when things are kept back and held back,
let’s have it roll.

hold on

Rushing on home the woman was fast and gone out the door
Supposedly she ran to her car to pick up something
Two minutes later she comes back and yells out loud
Where are my car keys?
Rushed back to her seat and looked under it.
I had her keys and I gave it to her. I told her to slow down.

solo ink

I’ve been watching him for quite some time
He just sits and writes in his notebook.
People pass by and don’t even flash him a smile nor do they give him a glance.
So he writes more, more about something I’m not sure of.
After all of the watching I decided to get up and go to talk to him
I asked “how are you doing” he gave me a deep silence
I asked again “how are you doing” I got a fine out of him
“What are you writing” I asked “a poem” he replied.
His poem reached at my stomach, his devastating cold stare was burning my back
“Aren’t you lonely” I asked as I read his words…
He said “there are worst things then being alone”
I was wrong to think that he was lonely because being by him self was fun for him.
I walk away from him, I looked back and he was smiling again.

another attempt at love poem,dang

The way her face yanks up a smile when she sees me
I see her and I smile, seeing her brings me her smell
A fragrant that is only her.
We have our sweet and sour moments and days
The reason I continue to breathe is because of her
My love elixir, me next to you is the perfect picture
My lady of my life
Your name is on the tip of my tongue.
Sugar and salt don’t blend
But you and I make it work.

visible ghost

Visible ghost

He is seen but he is not spoken to

His busy eyes scanned the area searching for contact

But all he got was no acknowledgment.

Sits alone by himself all day everyday

Alone in the cold

No one wants to sit next to him

Deep within his deep dark lonely eyes he seeks kindness from strangers.

Thought he had friends but he is alone again

The now visible ghost stands and sits in the back row.

Through the times of pain he puts on a smile

I know it’s fake because being happy was never his style

It was time for him to be scared so he up and left

Nobody bothered to call to him

Everyday he is empty, no one inputs his existence

To exist as a non existence.

random

never met a new word like this
glad to see that I finally made it
for so many years I been crazy
but ever since I met this lady
my mind has not been right lately.


Sit back and sip on this drunken mood
my mind and heart not know the tricks of this trade
what if.......

rain love

Rain love

On a hot steamy night as I walk along the street. Night time I still feel the heat.
I got tired so I put my pen and pad on bench and I sat.
I am just sitting outside. I thought to myself why won’t it rain?
Is the rain petrified of the sun? Is that why there is no rain to come?

I personally like the rain because it temporarily washes away my pain.
Some hate the rain and hide away from it as much as they can.
Not me though when it pours I have another plan.
I will be in the middle of its drenched soaked streets is where my lonely self will stand.

I grow tired of this boring and so calm and balm weather.
I love the tears of the sky that cleanse blurriness out of my sight.
I love to feel the chill of the water. The icy wind that blows across my face
Just so I can make sure that I am alive.
The sun does not care for me under its lights there is only pain and misery.
Let it rain so I can be happy for the moment the skies pain will be my pleasure.
I know rain does not last long so those moments I will treasure.
With each drop that drips and falls off my eye lids and rolls to my bottom lip
Down to my chin I will always look up and grin.

another attempt at love poem

Another attempt at love poems



The days are long when
I’m not with you

I try to keep it together but I deeply miss you

You give me joy and pleasure. I’m so glad that you

unlock your fence

To allow this little crow in your heart. Fed me with

your cupcakes that you claimed you baked but I knew

they were store bought.

Your sense of humor was and still is lovely.

My naked heart is exposed to your feelings and it

cries out to yours, yearning for love. My yellow shy

color feelings are now deep reed full of bliss because

you are the one I want to be with

Attempted love poem

Attempted love poem

Take me back to a time when we first met
I introduce myself to you, back then I would treasure every second I spent time with you it was a blissful moment
You are weird while people fed ducks you fed a crow

Take me back to a time when I first went to your house
With its yellow broken down fence
The cupcake so sweet which was you
My feelings didn’t hesitate
Now we are married, let me see you naked

your choice

If you wish it so….

If you wish it so then by all means go ahead, hate me,

ignore me and call a useless existence…if you wish it

so.



If you wish it so then by all means go ahead, be cool

with me, we’ll have fun and do whatever...if you wish

it so.



Which one will you choose?



if you wish it, so be it.