22 May, 2011

Intensity's Anticipation's

This poem is from my "The Dim Light" collection, I hope you enjoy it.

Intensity’s Anticipation’s

Indiscreet fascinations, banish me below
lingering underneath where the muzzled soil lay.
Where inside deep corridors, condensation grow,
I remember all the offensive words you say.

Treat others with the same respect that you covet
otherwise, your gambit is an instilled gamble.
The tyranny inflicted will bring side-effects
when you’re the only one besieging the scandal.

With everything gone and nothing but still is left,
what can I do, what can we do…what can I do?
I’ve known all along you’re the thief that favors theft,
my dismay comes with the acknowledgment of you.

Throw your hate-filled trident at what is established
such a move moves closer to your apprehension.
My breaking point confines have entertained enough
for my admission into that glum dimension!

18 May, 2011

Greatest Accomplishment

This one is tricky (not because I have so many) but because I would never want to short change/disrespect anyone. So taking that into careful consideration I will leave out the obvious: getting married, having two beautiful boys, getting published... Being a born again Christian is a glorious gift (the best one can receive in my eyes), but now looking at what I just wrote in the previous sentence everything I have or had is a gift too. So to make things less confusing for everyone (myself included) I'll go with growing up/maturing and of course my regret with that is I didn't do it sooner. Now, how about you?

06 May, 2011

Animality

This poem is from my "Gray Matter's " collection, please remember most of my poems and all from "Gray Matter's" are not edited...I am terrible with punctuation and the like, but I hope you enjoy.

Animality

Emphasized is an addictive society
unvarnished in dismantling anonymity
untarnished are the tendencies of tyranny
that plague the existence of fragile harmony.
Glory is eternally linked inside sorrow
a fate that awaits us is waiting tomorrow.
The fertile ground of exhausting simplicities
is located beside all our deficiencies.
We’re bound to account for the amount of despair
when we withhold the compassion to share our care.
Are we able to put our differences aside
long enough to help each other try and survive?

Each one of us possesses a will and a way
let the way be towards peace and the will start today.


Diverse variations of crude narrations
and lewd behavior consumes through generations.
Breeding hate is passed on and embedded within
a ferocity simmering under our skin.
Some accusations are as good as convictions
and profound allegations question innocence.
The trail of death looms large in travails of carnage
with casualties abound on the bridge of courage.
We’re bound to account for the amount of despair
when we withhold the compassion to share our care.
Are we able to put our differences aside
long enough to help each other try and survive?

Each one of us possesses a will and a way
let the way be towards peace and the will start today.