Blinded Lights

Amazed by the light,

Blind by the sun,

Light burning my eyes,

Then the door closes,

And the darkness consumes,

Only to be blinded again

Bittersweet

Memories taste like lemons at times,

Bitter but sweet,

Sour to the taste,

Yet it brings out the flavor or sweet moments,

Smiles can bring miles of warmth,

And those corny moments that rhyme,

Just a bittersweet taste left over

Something Out of Nothing

Following the hand prints that marked up the walls,

The blood no longer looked as it should,

But much like paint that had splattered over the fence,

The day the it all happened,

Felt like a flash before everything was over,

And still the days flow by as if nothing happened,

And the hand prints still dripped of red paint,

As if something had been done

Ponderous Occasion

Sitting on the rock which made me ponder,

To swell up with thoughts so bold and delicate,

Just to think of a momentous moment,

A ponderous occasion,

Just to snap backward and rewind time,

See your steps roll back and your actions undone,

To know what you want and not be able to have it,

Turns your stomach and it does mine,

If everything came easy,

Would there ever be a challenge

Footsteps in the Sand

Following the footsteps in the sand,

Seeing them lead to the ocean where the tide is beginning to rise,

Just to hear the seagulls caw die short,

Your eyes fixate on what this all may be,

But come to find that there is nothing but nothing,

No birds about,

No people,

Just the footsteps that lead to the shoreline

Stunned

Seeking the knowledge brewed,

Within the mind of a child,

The thought sputter about,

In rapid movements that only catch the birds eye,

Only to distract long enough for the mouse to flee,

In the cactus it hopped,

And the rapid movement ceased when the child,

Locked eyes with someone so elegant,

Beautiful and surreal,

His jaw could no longer stay open

Lorraine

In worried eyes,

The world seems to quake and shake,

To what may behold the one so bold,

As to ask a question or to say a word,

To quiver in your chair or feel your stomach turn,

To hear your own heart pound,

Your lips quiver,

And your body trembles,

And before you,

Is a man,

He proposal presented and his heart commended,

In a loving vow he pledged,

And eternal love shall be set,

Upon this perch it sat,

The world would only grow silent if not for a moment,

When your breath left your chest and your mind moving faster then ever,

A warm sensation drifts in your chest,

Your skin trembles,

And your eyes are no longer worried,

But full of life and glitter,

If words could speak to the emotion in this moment,

When one man made the world hush,

Then I do suppose that moment would live in verbal infamy

Great Words

In the words of a great man,

Actions speak louder then words,

And to this dear poem,

Actions are only movements if not presented,

Presented well with words behind them,

As the two only go hand in hand

Festering

So bold and young,
Tempted by fate,
Yet challenged by none,
Taken by that which is given,
Authority and the right to carry on,
About the world the was brought to light,
At first birth only to be subsided by the pain,
The stakes itself on others,
And spread,
Like an infection,
Just festering among the crowd,
Stuck in a world of pity and remorse,
No life should ever be this way

No Excuses

Worlds apart,

Oceans between,

The valley and the mountain,

Are just boundaries,

They are just excuses,

Life cannot be contained

Misty Path

Just to stop and view the world,

Through the purest of eyes,

To see the beauty that is known to just lie inside,

Following the path that is built in a valley of mist,

To a destination unknown,

Is life just a journey as such that you keep moving forward

1956

Twas the time that ticked away,
Epicly dwindling down till the time started to show,
The numbers that formed a shadow,
One was the number that first appeared,
Nine formed and eclipsed,
As the clock winding stopped,
Five clicked onto the face followed by six,
To what the numbers meant as the clock stopped,
All was unknown as time paused,
Then resumed without any notice,
Just counting down once more

Buring of a City

Morrow is the wind,

As it blows across the plains of Olympus,

The voice that carries across the breeze,

Empty and bleak the words are,

Ones that hold no actions,

As it was lost just beyond the mountains,

That sit atop Arcadia,

As the mass of city lights only in fire

LightBulb

In the nights that follow such as this night,

The light held within a bulb will be found,

Revived and wholesome,

All in congruence with life,

According to plan as some would say,

Happiness has never dithered such,

And never shall

Over and over

Tumbling down the rabbit hole,

In search for something that has not yet been found,

To torment the mind and focus on the thoughts at hand,

Focusing not only on the aforementioned thoughts but a singular goal,

An image painted not just in black but with vibrant colors,

The passion invigorates the senses and all can feel dull,

When the moment strikes and the aforementioned thoughts come to fruition,

It just tumbles down to the top of the beginning of the rabbit hole

Pulse

In the moment that takes away the thought,

Living just day by day,

In the moment that grabs your heartstrings,

And pulses the ever living being to the surface,

Make you smile and quiver in shivering confusion,

Just to think the thunder that struck,

And the pulse that shocked,

Shook and your world to the core,

And all the while you feel nothing but a smile on your face

In the Footsteps

In the moment that takes you,

You find a most exciting view,

Unable to take back thoughts,

Opening my lungs to the air that surrounds me,

I can't seem to find the words to untaint me tongue,

Many things make you feel alone,

But knowing what surrounds you,

Everything makes you not alone,

To experience this life in new eyes,

Like new pages still blank and waiting to be filled,

The mystery turns to something cold,

And the wind just continues to blow

Envious Light

In the envious night,

Lunar rays splice and dance,

Shooting into the distance,

Love and lust,

A coin just waiting to be flipped and the tasteless night,

It just lingers in the envious night

Ending

To wonder beyond that normal ways and to just think,

Of all the things that take us to the point in which we all are at,

What is it that makes us all whole,

Is it our hearts and our minds consumed by the fact of love,

Or is it the seldom clock that continues to just tick away and prove,

Forevermore that this is all the wrong way,

This is the way the world would end

All That

Sitting in room just thinking,

Thinking of just what all this may add up to,

Just to think of the real reason for all that,

All of that is,

All that will be,

All that has become,

All that was the past,

Amazing to think that has just flashed in front of me,

To relive this moment in the infinity

Staring

Staring into the distance,

Over time the sun sets in the night,

The moon will rise,

And my pencil will sketch,

The drawings that paint my mind,

Who'd of thought that this would all bring about,

The one possible change needed

Pen to Paper

So sick,

Of the pestering,

The twisting,

The purging of my words,

The way they are spilled,

Like an exploding pen to paper,

Splattered on the wall,

As if all of it were in vain,

Patronized through life,

And battered down,

Only to find that those who smeared my words,

Just in hopes that in would take me aback,

My feet have slide,

But not once did I dare move,

Stronger and higher then they know,

My pen to paper will spread and they will all know,

All the know the power,

Words are meant to be spread,

And such is the life of language

In a Moment

To take this all in stride,

And guide your way through the fire,

The flame may burn,

But only to a simmer as the life of a person is not only judged,

But determined by the actions of the individual,

Caring is something learned and loving,

Loving is something that can not be compared

Passion

Finding the passion,

The words that take my very breath,

The depth of my own soul pales to the thoughts,

The ones that seem to roll over in my mind no matter who,

Who may be before me,

No one else seems to really matter,

When all memories of this passion stick out and never fade,

This is the only constant,

My passion

In Reasoning

Tradition in what respects does this all happen,

Finding the means to cherish,

The singular moment that takes the breath away,

The reason behind all of this,

Is much simpler then you would imagine,

The bond between people,

And the generous reasoning makes life,

Move at the more steady pace that it should

Words

Lost in the ways of old,

Displaced by the color of the sky,

In love with the taste,

Of everything that is not yours,

Just lost with no words to speak

Truly to You

Lights are dancing and the children playing in the street,

What is this dream that seem to circulate the mind,

The mind of a man on a mission to fulfill the aspirations of his own,

Rioting is his mind as it skimmers along the path,

Frequently loosing touch with the inner child that follows,

The only thing left to ask on this journey,

Who are you truly

World?

Welcome to the world that is yours,

Or maybe it is not yours,

But somebody,

Someone who might just like things the way they are,

The decisions may not always be directly in your hands,

But you got to roll with the blows as the proceed to beat you down

Serenity

Unattained but still can't admit,

The words the flow and rhyme like the light,

The light that shines right before her eyes and the words,

Spoken and hold value and need to be put into deep thought,

Thoughts that will reminisce and dance in the memories,

All developed in your head,

Your own meaning and leading to that which you seek,

And you sought nothing and shall it set the peace of mind,

That you so hope for when the world seems to shut you out,

The life that is entangled in yours,

Whether you believe it or not,

Is one of that means more then the world,

The choices that you make,

The risks that may never be taken,

May just hinder the thoughts and the feelings of yours,

Make you hollow and shallow in this cruel world,

A cruel world that holds such beauty in the way that is your own,

Unlocked only those who chose to believe in something bigger then themselves,

But the pathway that could open up when thoughts are opened,

Examined,

Determined to be fit for public knowledge,

Written in big bold letters,

Serenity

Shined

Shined in the light,

So glorious and astounding,

The untouchable,

The purest form,

Glimmering,

Ever more brighter then the stars themselves,

All that need be and all that will be,

To take without receiving,

Shined and blinded

Gas Masked

Gas masked and found guilty,

To what charge they be held to it not yet determined,

Searching to the latches to free the mask,

Just to breath the fresh air unfiltered,

To be able to think unfiltered,

Searching,

Just to destroy the place in which you came,

Leaving all that was behind,

Forever to be lost among the stars,

The shallow night sky and the everlasting day break,

To just see it once more unfiltered and untouched