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Winter…. Is awful
I spend five months (give or take) a year
Every year suffering
In the cold
And the wind
And the frigid expanse of dim lighting
And depressed employees
All for what?
There is a stone sinking to the bottom of a lake. Spinning and twirling around and around to expose two initials. It doesn’t matter if they are mine though I know that they are
I am well aware that I am no stranger to mistakes. In truth, no one is, but this is how we learn and to be afraid of mistakes is to be afraid of the possibility for growth.
When I would go to the store as a child I would always grab something off the shelf and my mom would have the same conversation every time. The same patience in her eyes. The same faded smile.
March 1997.
A 32-year old Pakistani man leaves his village, wife, and young son in Gujrat, Punjab
He went to New York even though the distance made his heart throb
Dandelions sure do look like flowers
But they're weeds that wilt in just a few hours
To my untrained eye, it looked like a real dollar bill
But a distorted George screamed "Counterfeit" and still
Silence.
Pure and refined silence.
I struggle to find meaning in the sounds.
To make music is to paint a picture with no canvas.
A lone hand embraces my soul;
Gripping me, carrying me, holding me.
My most feared tormentor, that hushed sentry
Guarded in its webbed domain, transfixed by its prey,
Whether it be me or a sly housefly grappling against its threaded prison.
It began when I was 8
Haikus, ABABs, acrostics
It came
It develeoped
And it's magic still provides
Poetry grew up with me
Friends came and went
The good times faded
You had me fooled to think that you were right about everything.
But no you were trying to convince me to your side.
Or at least the side you thought was right.
We are all wrong in different ways.
How could you let me grow so fond of you?
When I said “I love you”- I meant it.
I use to think you did, too.
No longer do I believe that lie
Toxic thoughts arrive uninvited
Memories of love unrequited
Undecided on what’s there for me, I wonder why you weren’t there for me
Everyone said, “Tread carefully”,
I was running on ice and never knew I fell in
Because you “love” me.
I’m left wanting more?
With where we stand,
You’re still “never sure.”
Because I love you,
I ask for “too much”
I make myself your wings.
You,
Remember when the sky was blue?
When there were no planes nor motors too.
The days of travel dragged on and on,
often taking lives like falling flies.
But as time moved on,
the hardships were gone.
Love can transform.
Trust can create or break.
Friends can be fake.
She was a friend
and now a foe.
The lies, the plays.
It was a joke to spread my woes.
Psycho she was-
Love can transform.
Trust can create or break.
Friends can be fake.
She was a friend
and now a foe.
The lies, the plays.
It was a joke to spread my woes.
Psycho she was-
I might have to teach myself to smile again. I will practice in the mirror each night before I go to bed. I’ll smile and my teeth will hold back the sea of words I’ve yet to speak.
Standing back
To see it all
Every vivid curve
Paint portraying
Each lesson learned
Each moment of pain
Each difficult day
To see it all
Connect and flow
Have you a heart so heavy you feel as though it will fall out of your chest? Escape the prison that is your rib cage and tear through your organs until there is nothing left. I do.I have a heart heavy with grief.I'm grieving. What for?For him.For
The flowers were around me
Like pink tissue paper
Guarding a presant
From eager eyes.
But this presant wasn't nail polish,
Lip gloss or barbie dolls,
It wasn't mudpies,
Or beebee guns for guys.
I thought I was the flawless in the past.
But now I realize that with the critiques and the mistakes I've made,
I am flawless with a cause.
I am flawless because I have flaws on the outside that teach me.
shit happens that i know
friends come and go that for sure
people die then we cry
we suffer than we fly
we get hurt still we smile
a broken trust a broken heart
everything else is torn apart
I don't think that I can see it as well as other people
You can do it again and again for centuries
Checking my work
My new job
Making costumes
Doing makeup
The only thing that can make me happy
It’s tempting,
to gaze upon the night sky
and see only crisp starlight, juxtaposed
with a firm sheet of outer space.
But most would know that soon,
I am confused most of the time
I feel as if my world tumbles day after day
I don't really know what I want out of this life
I just don't see the point of many things anymore
I believe TIME is just passing me by
Boys from her past had already taught her "do not fall for a man, without a father."
Back at the trailer, another day gone
She stopped to wonder why
She asked herself, "is this worth it?'
She was barely getting by
Get me out of this placeMy heart breaks like glassLet it shatter and it runs a different paceIt's messing with my head, one minute i'm with you now suddenly i'm hereWhen will this end?
I on a pathA journeyToward happiness, love, and prosperityBut this journey is not easyIt is not what it seemI have surpass obstacleI have succumb to the it’s affectTearsLaughterLonenessHappiness On this path I hope I become the person I want to be
“You are beautiful”That’s exactly what he saidKnowing in the back of his headHe just wanted what was in between her legsAnd after this act of pure emotionHe goes back and tell his friends
Attraction
In it lies “action”
Meaning your plan needs some traction
To find your satisfaction
Kiss
Causing sweet sweet bliss
Something you cannot miss
Or else you will be dissed
Love
If you asked me my true desire
My tongue would retract and my words would expire
Because when it comes to me and wishes
I won’t deny I’m superstitious
See I'm afraid that what you ask for you'll get
A wise old man made a simple decree:he told me that the best things in life are free.If I'm to be humble and grateful, at ease,I know to acquire that college degree.The stress and the pressure,
Here I stand with a poster board in hand.
I look at you as you try to avoid me.
In your A/C, as you turn the radio up.
I'm struggling.
I am dying on my knees, when I want to stand on my feet.
Old kids as an society will eventually take about 30 prescriptions pills, but as humans we suffer from greed. Our greed complains for more life, but to have had life is enough. Our greed stems from fear, the fear of being casket sharp and gray.
Friends walk into our lives,
and walk out as easily.
It makes me question their strives,
Isn't that terribly?
Life took his leave
Optimism stabbed me in the back
Perseverance didn't want to stay
and Pride just seemed lost.
all that was once whole
now laid in bits and pieces
damaged and near impossible to fix
There was a boy who dreamed so high
Looked at the sky to see if he can try
As Life went on all that he can see,
Is a harsh road filled with spikey trees.
Down he goes to see the road,
This is a tale of a Castor Canadensis
who, as most beavers, was built for life in the water
North America's largest rodent by the name of Mr. Memphis
was skilled in swimming and an amazing doctor.
In the penetrated sky i await
For the delicious prey to reappear
I ready the unforgivable bait
And lure the wandering target thats near.
The sweet dulling scent of loveable food
