Category Archives: Poem

Alone (2007)

I sit and stare blankly, at the screen quietly waiting, for a chance to chat with her.

yet, she may never come.

Which leaves me wondering what I done, to distance her from me.

and in that moment of sadness, I re-read our old chats and fill with gladness, that soon she may grace my day with her presence.

and I hope she’ll stay.

Her (2007)

Her long flowing hair cascades down to her shoulders

it shines with the intensity of a star, bright, vibrant and bouncy

her skin, pale like the fresh fallen snow

those rosebud lips, which I yearn to kiss, make me shiver with passion at the very thought of them.

all these features, compliment beautifully by gorgeous. blue eyes, which reflect a beautiful soul, like the ocean reflects the sun

and it is her warmth that radiates through and touches me.

Aftermath (2007)

Parents gather in the masses
Where there children turned to ashes
On top the hill the school in ruins
Haunting Image of evil doings

Now is when things will change
finger pointing. who’s to blame?
what made this child go insane?

Was it Manson?
Was it drugs?
Was it games, or lack of hugs?

What were the signs?
Did they show?
What made his rage fester and grow.
Maybe we may never know

What was it that made him explode
and fill him with strife
And make him want to take a life

What puzzle piece were we missing
Blindly searching, like we’re fishing
It just might have been the students dissin
That gave this young man his mission
Or maybe it was just because no one listened.

Ambrosia (2012)

Your smell intoxicates my senses in ways that make me glad to have imbibed the nectar of love.

You make my heart flutter like the wings of a dove.

I have shunned these feelings that burn in the deepest recesses of my loins and heart.

From you I cannot bear to part.

Yet, I cannot abate these emotions that tear me apart and fill me with strife. They forebode my heart like the twist of a knife.

Hitherto, I can see the heavens and the revolutionary spheres.

You doth make me quiver and repeal my fears.

I have gazed into the abyss and ye it has gazed unto me.

You are my weakness, my sin, my Aphrodite

For quid, or for naught, I give you a bid. I am the ego and you are the id.

The ninth level of hell, I have been cast.

Missing her love that I yearn to bask.

My chamber feels empty without you nearby.

You make me evolve without it being contrived.

Where others might perish, my will doth thrive.

Yet to my heart, you are always nearby.

The world is a stage and we’re all merely players.

The cosmos are better with your existence here.

Have I said all I can say? Could there be more in store?

It cannot be said, and this I abhor.

It is you, my ambrosia that I’ll love, forever more.

What the fuck? (2012)

We live in a world that’s entirely disconnected from one another. We use social networking sites ironically. We bond, through bondage. We forge our chains in life and wear them to the grave.

We give thanks at Thanksgiving and celebrate goodwill towards man at Christmas, all ironically. For it is inherit to paylip service to ideals but not truly believe in them.

We all think we are right but couldn’t be more wrong.

We force our views on everyone in a need to control everything.

We judge collectively. We form tribes in everything we do. We are tribes within tribes within tribes within tribes. Sports to racism. It’s all tribalism at its worst.

We are greedy, narcissistic and contradictory.

We don’t have sex. We fuck. EVERYTHING.

All life is sacred. Some are more sacred than others.

We are selflessly selfish.

We are surrounded by others but always alone.

We have emotions but do not truly feel.

Greed and Empathy are lovers. For in order to do for others, we must first ask how I would feel.

We shun living as one but all ready do.

We look alike, talk alike, dress alike and think alike. Will the real humanity please stand up?

We are collectively individuals.

We are logically illogical.

We fear indoctrination but indoctrinate everyday.

We don’t have kids. We have clones.

We don’t live. We just pass time till death.

You are not the problem. Everyone else is.

We grow up yet we don’t. We are the unevolved evolved.

We are everything and we are nothing.

This piece is everything it hates.






We are fine. You are not.

We are insanely sane. Uncomfortably comfortable. Unsymbioticly symbiotic. Patronizingly Patriotic. Condescendingly condescending. Openly Closed. Highly low and lowly high. Perfectly imperfect. We are upside down and inside out. We know nothing about everything and everything about nothing and we are spiritlessly spiritual.

I am he, as you are he, as you are me and we are all together. Everything is in interpretation.

Don’t panic. It’s just a ride.

Everything will be fine.