You’re Wrong

I want to be there with you

I want to know what it is like

To have a higher thinking

Not having a care 

To be happy, to be fair

I chose Love, I chose fear

I live in reality, in the now

Not by choice

Using my voice

I used it as a hoist 

Clinging on, imitating 
Learning, improvising

Creating my own 

Putting out years I was unknown 

Not for fame, not for show

It’s now time for my life

My integrity, my sign 

By showing I’m not lying

I live to die 

For only one, mine

Like a revolution 

I came up with a solution

That my art has been disapproved of

That is all I’ve been doing

This whole time is proving….


                  You           Wrong

“To Be”

To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go
To right the unrightabl­e wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachabl­e star

This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far

To fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march into Hell
For a heavenly cause

And I know if I’ll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I’m laid to my rest

And the world will be better for this
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachabl­e star

Summer Haze

The sun is shining

The weather is sweet

 Anticipation with anxiety

Please, don’t change

It’s the ever glowing brightness

That brings life to mine

Only wishing for comfort

When the sunflowers start to bloom

An essence of love

When Love is

Greeting the spawn of a Summer Haze

When the seeds have time to give a life unprepared

The weather, has yet time to ware

Treat it with kindness

Of a new respect,  A new dawn

Their’s not a doubt that the storm will come before the calm

Not before a Summer Haze

The shine will Brawn

No Avail

   The action proves something

Regrets are made nothing

A temporary issue

Things happen and you make the consequence

Lacking the same… a conscience

Having advantage

The same place, I went to wish in the well

The water dried out from drought

A dry Hell

I asked for it to No Avail

The reaction is a hypocrite

The stains of memories pass, you try and rid


Building issues, on a never ending funeral

You’ve ate too much, your belly’s full for fuel

Not enough

Your first breath is your last death

Your complaints are restraints

The story you’ve told, is another fairy tale

It’s pawned

And of No Avail

I Knew I Saw Him

I Knew I Saw Him, when he first opened his eyes,

Gazing up at me I held his stare

I knew I saw it, as I went through harsh times,

Every time I saw an enemy I saw a friend

I knew it would be this way, I should have put my guard up,

But I never really was that selfish

I knew the same old song and dance,

A man and a woman so blind

I Knew It Was Him, as he walked passed me,

You could feel the hate in his eyes…. but I kept a watch without any fear

The Disappearing Man (Poem)

                                   The Feelings go unnoticed, he couldn’t bare
                                   Dealing with thoughts impaired
                                   This left you behind
                                   Feelings go unnoticed, what happened and what might have been
                                   The enemy you saw, a man you thought flawed
                                   It made him vanish
                                   Leaving was always involved
                                   Pealing the outside from within
                                   Dissolves, problem solved
                                   The self hatred pleads on and on
                                   Emotions go unnoticed, this is wrong
                                   The Disappearing Man is now gone

The Competition (Poem)

I see, with eyes,

                              the reaction of expression
                     To hear the tone of,
                              white lies and aggression
                     Sitting just below waiting,
                               to feed, to plead
                     Fighting for a prize,
                               only one fights for himself
                     Accomplishments made,
                               reflections are not parallel
                     The world remains the same,
                               it has not changed
                     Forces become objects
                               of nature, blame,
                                                       negative, positive
                     Big Bang
                                                        letting the two win
                      Peace provided

Forever Too Much (Poem)

The cold air is chilling my bones
My heart is beating slow,
From the depths of my dirty soul
Secluded to find seclusion
A world far from delusion

Revolving in my mind the things that could have been done
with only words you told me to be ready
I feel you, I relied on wasted time

Then, I lost me, the feelings I had
The old man turning old
That passion I search for endlessly

Dark smoke and made out poison
Twisted thoughts, noise and emotion
Forever too much