Here I stand, Statues


I see,


I watch.


I hear,


I listen.


I sniff,


I smell.


I stay,


I stand.




This is the life I live,


I do not move and I do not talk,


Yet I know more about this world


Than you could ever imagine.




I’ve seen heartbreak and despair,


I’ve seen love and rejoice.


But most of all I have seen you,


All of you walking by,


Living your busy lives,


Doing your busy things,


Never stopping to say hi.




It is okay,


I am not offended,


Although I would like to be noticed,


I am fine just being here,









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Mismatched is my mind.

Alone in the quite, as birds sing the blues.

The sky changes color as time consumes the

ocean of my mind, and never lets the flower


Mismatched is my mind.

A knock is heard on the door, but he's not

awake enough to hear. The quietness only

becomes louder every second the clock ticks


Mismatched is my mind.

The coffee on the counter steams away,

becoming nothing but dark liquid that

doesn't have the desire to be drunk

anymore. The milk made it's way to the top,

and sat in utmost peace or perhaps as a


Mismatched is my mind.

The desire of everything washed away, as he

rests on the bed, internally weeping away.

The phone keeps on ringing but he is too

busy counting each tick passing away.

Mismatched is my mind.

Constantly reminding me how there is no

one who can see, because of the veil which

covers the hearts.

Mismatched is my mind.

Where the closest people to me only know

how to misunderstand me, so I sit tapping

my finger tips and holding onto a string of

hope that may not fail me.

Mismatched is my mind.

What happens next, I don't want to see. I

can't be dependent on anyone, not even me.

Mismatched is my mind.

Where God only sees, and the rest stay blind 

as the time ticks further-

Mismatched is my mind.

Life is already leaving. When it has left,

perhaps they will wake from sleep.



Author's Notes/Comments: 

A freestyle poem, that has a touch of sadness in it.

Too Bad

I speak my mind.

Don't like it?


Too bad.


I bear you my soul.

Don't like it?


Too bad.


I believe that all beings and 

life forms are all the same, 

and different, 

at the same time, 

and that we are slowly losing 

our connection to this concept 

as a species, and it is destroying us.

Don't like it?


Too bad.


I believe there is a sanctity 

that lies within each individual,

every animal,

every life form.

Don't like it?


Too bad.


Don't like my

style of self-expression?

My authenticity?

My 'attitude'?

My disgust with closed-minded people?

My honesty?

My truth?


It's just plain too bad.

I love yours, and I hope 

one day we can meet halfway.



4:20 PM 6/28/2013







Author's Notes/Comments: 

"too bad"

Love is on its way




Love is on its way

Through the years love has come and gone;

at times just grazed my heart-

                                                 But I know love is on its way!

Beautiful smiles I’ve met, honey colored eyes,

with suckling lips; after a date or two they

become strangers again-

                                                 But I know love is on its way!

At times I wonder what I’ve done wrong, maybe

said. To still be alone, lonely at heart-

                                                 But I know love is on its way!

Love is the pain of rejection, the knot in my

stomach, the heart ache, and cries of lament I’ve


                                                 But I know love is on its way!

Never had a high school sweetheart, yet many

sweet hearts have crossed my way, none have


                                                 But I know love is on its way!

Ladies I dated are now married woman with

families; it’s hard not to think,

“That could’ve been me.”

                                                 But I know love is on its way!

Once, I fell truly in love, gave her my heart

and her daughter the world; she inspired many

love poems into sadness-

                                                 But I know true love is on its way!


Time and love don’t coexist neither does war

and peace; the time may be right, the lover


                                                 But I know love is on its way!

The heart is still single, no children to sing too,

or a lady to make my wife and start a family-

                                                 But I know love is on its way!

I believe in destiny, reason for every action.

When you least expect it love is knocking at

your door-

                                                  I know love is on its way!

There’s a lady out there just like me, who’s

been through the ups and downs of love and

hate; patiently waiting, knowing –

                                                 Love is here!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I think I met her!


Lift The Veil

To the other side of the veil is the reprieve,

To be seen only through a multifaceted sheen

Whose wisdom can only be perceived

By he who understands it's worth

Within the populous' array of dreams.


To walk alone in silent wonder, seeking,

Meek, in humble consent, harkening with clarity,

Not to awaken a misgiving or a calamity,

The veil once lifted, intrepidation and waiting cease,

The joiner exposed, understanding it's crosspiece.





6:07 PM 4/27/2013 ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The art of understanding, listening, patience, and ultimately, wisdom.

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the shadow casts


but a transparent


veil over the eyes


of shrewd solidity,


and yet, it's very


presence creates


more of the same,


and without each


other, each will


wane, no matter what


beauty is seen


within the splendor


of this syzygy,


it is but a dream


in the Eye of Odin


until together they


arrive at the


juncture in


synergy, and


affront the


hands of time.



3:36 PM 4/27/2013 ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Every dream becomes a reality when all necessary parts of the whole meet in synergy.

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Twisted reality & a wounded love

Realities twisted, lying through your every day lives, seeping in your eyes...

fusion in their very own true colors...

our skin is dead.. the heart is greatest the vessel.

my brain is on overload.. nothing stays in tune. 

Forever packaged in your box of perfect calamity. misery hate's herself, but loves her company..

shadowed by death & the light is to conceal the darkness.

water flows inside us, like our waves of emotions..
Ocean of life, the constant misty rain to trickle despair,

the sand to hold us together & bury the fear sunken beneath it..

I won't ever know if you really love me.

Your mind is almost always ingested with shit.. & then you go & feed it.

although fantasy is my favorite belief, I don't want to be the plaque on your mildly yellowed teeth..

I don't want to be that needle in your arm...

I do wish I could free you from "your reality" of pain..

i'd like to take you on an adventure far away with me.. somewhere we'd both be free.
because in the end I think I know I can ignore & re-create parts of reality to where I need it to be.

I hope one day you'll be able to comprehend that state of freedom mentally.. 

I don't expect automatic acceptance. I know everything is a test..

sometimes, or for the most part, it could make everything seem worthless..

I try my best not to fall on my face.. I live for spiritual feat.

but if what I live for isn't on this earth too, then why is my body here to begin with...?

I feel physically unnecessary.

everything here now just ends up what used to be... i'm not sure if it mean's anything to me..

I miss so many people every second, every passing day... it's like each day is a bigger loss then the one before.

but I guess the soul could just be a gaping black empty growing hole..
Don't get me wrong. I entrust positivity.. but this pain is buried within my identity.

a lot of the time when you'll try so hard to fly... you will end up falling..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Oct. 2012. 

Borderline Suffocation

i have too much space!
my hyperness has become borderline suffocation.
i found my place, but you cannot co-habitate in blissed domestication.
there's obligations and duties for you to enforce.

take a lesson and write me down.
blend your habits up and i'll swallow them all.
you're evasiveness is running me into the ground.
my patience stretched to hip popping painful levels perplexed.

did we find each other just to lose one another?
please come here to fill up the echoes in my head.
i know you need time and air to breath.
the same two elements smother me.

you're counting my flaws.
they're adding up and you have none at all.
give me some of your confidence.
i need a protein boost to get me through this.

we make everything about you.
the less you learn about me the better you adore me.
each layer you peel back feels like i'm under attack.
i try to undress to distract you from my psychological distress.

where is the sun?
it left with you along with the fun.
i tell you i only want to please you, but you think i'm lying.
only time will flush out the truth.

life began when you said you love me.
you have all the bullets in my gun.
shoot my heart out, it's yours!
just don't twist it until hurts.

Waiting to Inhale

i'm out of pop and patience waiting on you.
my heart is as empty as Jesus' tomb.
you keep leading me down into the fire, but i burn out after you leave.
i'm sitting here holding a tissue and a pen.
waiting to inhale your exhale once again.
i got a song creeping into my head because you left my heart bleeding again.

there's anticipation and then there's playing games.
i'm confused more and more every day.
do you even know what you're doing to me?
i keep waiting to inhale when you exhale on me.

it's been one week and three days without you.
i hunger and ache to feel your skin.
the tast of you does me in.
you say you're hurting too, but you aren't here, so am i the fool?

i'm thinking about the last time.
my body cooled while my heart caught on fire.
you burned me down from the inside out.
can i trust you with my war torn heart?

there's joy and then there's sorrow.
i'm at a lost as to which one this will be.
do you care that you tie me in a knot?
i keep waiting to inhale your exhale one more time.
i feel like i'll be waiting until i die.

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