Savour the moment

In this embrace,
there is happiness.

Our hands curl around each other,
tight enough to hold, but not discomfort.

Hair rubbing against my cheek,
pinned there by another's warm skin.

Calm breaths felt by my hands,
as they are pushed, and then brought back.

Eyes meet the other's,
with happiness shining through.

I smile, and it is reflected,
and we just let time pass

In each other's embrace.

Words I speak in rage

Why don't you....

SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!

You are in the state that is safe!

You know not my misery!

And yet, like the fool you are,

you say things with nothing to back the words,

and as such, would normally blow away,

tossed in the wind, but nay,

for you have power, you have authority,

you have a head of steel, with nothing within,

but damn, you can bash your way through

the arguments I produce!

You just stare at me, knowing full well,

that in the end, you are right, or I am poor,

for you have such threats that you can toss

into the ring of our feud, without a thought,

and I, who would have no defense but to leave,

would have to surrender, for you would

haunt me with such threats over the coming days,

and would even let them stare through the window as I sleep,

only to know that it could come at any time, and that

I should be ready to find new ways in life.

But I shall not take such roads of cowardice!

I shall stay by my words, for they have more a

back then you shall ever have! You sweat in your

false fears, knowing not that I have suffered as much,

nay, more than you will ever! You have created such

a horrible land for a lad to grow into his life,

and for that, one day you shall suffer!

Till such a sweet day come, I shall plot behind you,

I shall make every move that cannot be seen, while

pretending to follow such hollow words.

You shall never see the knife in your back,

nor will you ever suffer what I have, in less than two decades!

But I laugh at you, for I will be sturdier than you ever will,

for you tried to break me! Take comfort in that you shall

cause your own fall, and that I will have the last laugh,

as I stare down at your corpse.

Devil

Hey, Buddy! You remember me.

I'm in your head, and clear for you to see!

Remember when I told you not to join that girl cuz she'll suck?

Well, you have time to change, but don't press your luck.

You really should have just dumped that chick.

In the end, you'll get the short end of the stick.

You'll get bad habits stuck in your head,

and in the end, you'll wish you were dead.

Face it buddy, you'll be stuck on a chain!

Even the days that your girl makes rain.

And every time you have a wandering eye,

that little prick will yell at you to the sky!

You should have stayed the loner, and traveller by trade,

but now, you are stuck in this little parade.

You could have been a one-night stander, someone that could do as he felt!

But now, you'll be whipped, and whipped hard till you welt.

Oh, and just pointing the obvious, because obviously you can't see,

What you do to yourself is what you do to me!

I don't want to hug, I don't want to touch!

(Unless it's in bed, thank you very much)

So back away now, while you still stand.

You can see in others that you are on demand!

And yet I know that you will ignore me, because of a slip.

So what if those last people betrayed your friendship?

Sure, they were a bad crowd, but then again, so were you.

And while you were not the worst animal in the zoo,

you fit in with them, just sliding along,

singing your heart out for such a bad song.

You choked a kid, you spread confusion,

and all the while giving off the illusion,

that you were a nice kid, that it was not your fault,

when you fought a battle after enduring assault.

You caused your troubles, you started that fight,

after going and destroying all their work at night!

Sure, the idea was mine, but the actions were you,

with stealing, breaking, even tripping with the lace of a shoe!

So, sure hang with the girl, see what shes got,

see if she is the one that you sought.

But don't be surprised, when you look a different way,

your own heart will cry because of her dismay.

But you know deep down, that you really don't care.

You've manipulated worse scenarios with what's under your hair.

You thrive in the chaos, you love the side play,

although you deny it all everyday.

Beat around the word

There is a word-that will be said.
Or perhaps-in this age, read.
It drives me crazy-inside my head.
It's the thing that-makes me feel led.

I don't think-it's a thing to hate,
but it is-a dangerous bait.
When it's right-it could be great,
but if it's wrong-if it's too late...

If it's done-with too much zeal,
or made to be-too big a deal,
then the problem-becomes too real
and then I will need-time to heal.

This is a lot-to think about to begin
but as always, I struggle-somewhere within.
I know that both of us-seem to be akin
and in the end-we will somehow win.

So until then-I will watch what's said.
I will be wary-for what is read.
It will live for a while-in my head,
but for now I will hold on-and just be led.

Calm, for once...

Nothing.

There is quiet.

There is happiness.

There is emptiness.

Not a word spoken.

Not a sound outside.

Not a thing running.

Just... peace.

It will break.

People will return.

Children will scream.

Things will break.

I will keep this moment.

I will remember it.

I will protect it.

It will help me.

When days are bleak,

when storms rage,

when the darkness overcomes,

I will remember...

Mind War

One side says love.
Another says hate.
A third wants to be alone.
The fourth, says wait.

"Just hug her!" a new one says,
"Just give it a shot!"
And the guy just rages
and starts to get hot.

I want them to stop,
to just shut up!
The mind's water is brimming,
starting to fall from the cup.

This would make a good poem,
a part in me laughs.
The burning one threatens
to break her in half.

They all argue, all debate,
they beat at each other.
From here it resembles
fighting sisters, and brother.

So here I sit, in my mind,
trying to decide who is right.
Until then, I will sit,
and think deep into the night...

Logic dosn't work out of class...

Understanding, just by using one's knowledge
for another question, has opened a wide
and lustrous hole to make judgment with.

I see one thing, hear other, and use
it to know what is right, what has merit,
and what has lies with no truth behind.

But that is only used on others.

What happens when I use it on myself?

A mess of a person,, fearing all, and
yet, still sees another, still wants to
embrace, to hold, without fear.

What have I become? One who wants,
but will push it away if I received it,
for fear of what? Burning? Betrayal?

Then why would I ever want one close?

Where is the logic in it all?

I don't know, I simply... don't know....

The black mirror

Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
you don't reflect any of me at all!
You show me what I really desire,
say things about things that transpire,
make me cry, make me laugh
about kids in a bubble bath,
show destroyed lives for fun,
even talk about what you've really done.
You show people showing off
at sports, games, or in linen cloth.
You show me hell on earth each day,
and yet I cannot look away.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
do you reflect me after all?

What I am

I am a green porcupine, a leaf blowing in the wind,
causing chaos without meaning,
I am a crooked song, melting ice cream,
that bike on the street that irritates everyone,
a crescent moon, being awkward and shy.
I am the opposite and the same of what I fear,
and yet fear for the fear itself.

Manifesto 2011

A passion, an interest,
whatever is on your mind.
Soothing, or disturbing.
Things that come from the past mind.

Emotions, positions,
love and despair.
Feelings, ambitions, and
running a hand through one's hair.

What you see, what you hear,
and most importantly you.
It may sound Dr. Seuss-ish,
but without you, it ain't true.

Write whatever you wish to say,
no matter what others thinks.
People will learn to deal with it.
After all, it's your ink.

Write your life, bit by bit,
the insanity and all.
It's all an excuse, really,
to keep you away from the fall.