The Lane I’m In

The laughter that explodes from your mouth

Brightens the light inside my cortex.

Your touch heats up the temperature

In my body.

I love that you enjoy comedy

And I also love that you are far from

Being snobby.

Your red cherry lips;

All the way down to your hips.

Your physicality cannot be skipped.

Your smile is as wide as the open sea.

Your eyes investigate when you look closely.

What I feel is so hard to explain,

Your outline is stuck in my brain,

Between the light and the dark

Can we meet in the middle?

I admire your smarts

So I hope you get this riddle.

We shall meet on the other side

Of the coast.

We can go for coffee,

I’ll show you my favorite roast.

I’ll hold you close, my one and only dear.

Around you, my fears frequently


I think of growing old and I don’t want

To be alone.

Around you I’m not on my own.

The Lane I’m in is the right

Way to go,

The Cat I know

Is beyond beautiful.

The King In I

The power of my brain is

Out of hand and out of mind.

So I find myself ahead, rather than



But, sometimes my mind gets

Ahead of itself.

Run away I say,

No not today, not this time.


Why try and fight yourself?

Why show that you have the spine?

Just know you’re one of a kind.

Let the feeling of time dissipate,


Sit for just ten minutes and concentrate.

With your eyes closed, eradicate

All unwanted stress and hate.

You’ll feel the world allow you to levitate.


What I feel and see is partly real

And surreal.

Looking up and not seeing teal;

The sky red like the blood when it reaches oxygen.

The sun black like one who attacks a king

And his following.


The tip of the sword that punctures the body,

Your structure of murder is more than a hobby.

A religious act of sacrifice;

One who believes they have the eyes and a soul

Of ice.


Colder than the boulder that fell from a cliff.

The rhythms of life are the notes of a riff.

Being crushed by fate, the weight of a boulder;

You now burn from no flame, it’s a shame

You’ll have to smolder.


Now that the king is dead, perished from

My head,

I live for myself and thank all that has led

Me toward rewards.

Friends For Life

We were friends for life,

But today you left us

All behind.


One thousand miles or more

You’ll travel just to score

Bigger than you did here.


For American currency

You will slave away your soul,

Watch it go right out the door.


Me, I could be broke or poor

And happier than the man with

The most money in his bank account.


When the job is done

Are you going to return home,

To your friends or work alone.


We were friends for life

Until you made the choice

To work and gain a wife.


The Love I Have

The love I have is larger

Than the circumference

Of the Earth.


I love to give it away for free,

I have an endless amount

On a shopping spree.


My love is like the hug

Given from a child,

Soft and gentle.


I have so much love because

I’ve been so hurt,

Been beaten, blackened like the dirt.


My love is a third degree burn,

It might hurt a bit but I

Guarantee you’ll have learned.


The love I have won’t

Go with me to the grave,

It’ll circle the atmosphere.


The Weeping Man

The thought of you makes me hopeless.

We’re never to be, and I know this.

Once happy,

We were the closest.

Until it seemed like you lost focus.

It wasn’t just me who broke us.

You suddenly left and I wept.

Days on end, left wondering,

Everyday, It’s the same old thundering.

Nothing I hear can stop the silence.

I’m sincere far from violent.

I feel as though I’ll wither and die

Without you by my side,

My liver, drowned in rum,

No feeling, completely numb.

You left and I fell apart,

Everything suddenly went dark.

My vision, stuck in a blur

Every word said, is a slur.

I curse the air you breathe!

I wish that you see, me,

Where I am.

I fall every step, I cannot stand.

I weep and feel like no man.

You said things changed,

Things were not the same,

As they used to be,

I refuse to be, left all alone.

Kill me, use all of your stone!

Rocked to death, or every step left,

Will be filled with weeping.

Beautiful Life

All I see are trees,

The browns and the greens,

The roots under ground, hold them firm.

I still have so much to learn.

On the road I see snow.

The mountains in the winter, do get cold.

Zero or below,

My body shivers, so much my bones begin to quiver.

To find my center, I enter,

A meditative state.

It’ll help my waves flow much more straight.

Better, late than never

Forever, I do endeavor

A better feeling, releasing thought

Not concealing.

The weight lifted,

Strong and gifted,

Life’s picture to be depicted

Beautiful art, life is exquisite. 

Love Turned To Scorn

What’s been missing?

The hugs or the kissing?

The late night talks or early morning walks?

Arguments ending in apology,

The nights I gave you, all of me.

Wrongly accused, you did what you choose.

What’s been missing?

Your smell on my clothes

From all night kissing

We just might be wishing

Dreams coming true,

When I glance at you,

We dance, us two.

Together, where time is endless.

Where we’re both so reckless,

Taking a chance, with our romance,

Your eyes glow as we slow dance,

Heat resonates from body to body.

Your lips cherry red,

I would have never guessed

You and I, at our best

This is the time I’ll confess,

My love grows daily for you,

But your mind isn’t made.

Taking me on one hell of an escapade.

A cheetah chase, on a hunt for prey

But when your minds is made,

I’ll be gone.

You’ll realize you’re late and you did wrong.

Never hesitate,

You can always pick your favorite song.

My favorite is when we got along.

Sweet laughter during our chatter

Back when nothing else mattered.

But now something battered,

Tattered and torn.

Don’t hate and live with scorn.

Your reward wont be reborn

Good luck.