The Love That Never Was

•February 28, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Our love could have been epic
The love that’s told in stories for millennium
Atony and Cleopatra would envy us
And if someone were to steal you
I would launch more ships and deploy
More armies than history has ever seen
Romeo and Juliet’s love couldn’t compare
I wouldn’t leave you there dead
Then kill myself to be reunited in the afterlife
I would bring you back to life
And never die
Live eternity by your side

But no!
No happy ending
You’re not a woman scorned
And I’m just a dreamer
left for eternity to bear the whips and scorns
Of a love not known.
A dream, a sleep of death would be better
Than to know this personal hell of never knowing you

Locked out

•January 22, 2011 • 1 Comment

There are a hundred keys
That fill this room
And I can’t fine the one I need
The one to you

I want to unlock the mysteries
Get rid of the misery
Be your best friend
But you won’t let me in

Countless times I’ve tried
And every time you hide
Hide your emotion 
When I just want to put my love in motion

I am sad for your sorrow
And this empathy is destroying me
I will climb to the top of mount kilimanjaro
If it means you’ll let me in

Feral and Free

•November 15, 2010 • Leave a Comment

Clouds cover the midnight sky
So I can’t wish on the stars
For you to be mine

So I flush my hopes and dreams
Down the toilette like feces
And try to live my life
One day at a time

Until I realize my life isn’t mine
Now it’s time to do something stupid
Like skydive

Just to try to feel my life again
Take back what was once mine
Maybe pickup some pride

That way I can hide
Behind the fear of death

Find a wolf as a guide
And join his pack
Live feral and free
That sounds like the future
To me

Love’s Like

•September 14, 2010 • Leave a Comment

Love’s like, love’s like, love’s like
The sun in the Arctic cold
Where I see it every day
But it’s so far away
I’ll never get to feel it’s warmth.

Love’s like, love’s like, love’s like
The most beautiful song
Sung by the most beautiful bird
That I can never see hidden in the trees

Love’s like, love’s like, love’s like
A stuffy nose
on the first day of spring
Seeing the flowers bloom
But missing the smell of their sweet perfume

Love’s like, love’s like, love’s like
Smoking two packs a day
For twenty years
And only eating gourmet
Never being able to suckle
in the sweet sensation of sustenance

Love’s like, love’s like, love’s like
A predator sightly stalking
It’s victim, sneaking seamlessly
In it’s surroundings
Never heard as it pounces upon it’s prey

Nothing Good At 4 A.M.

•June 25, 2010 • Leave a Comment

Here’s a new poem:

It’s 4 in the morning
And I have too much on my mind to sleep
So I just creep in the shadows
Trying not to wake my friends sleep
Pondering and trying to free my mind
From these problems, like shackles, that bind

I tried to hide
But to no avail
Now the vail has lifted over my eyes
And this light has blinded
Keeping me awake at night
It hurts so bad I want to cry
But can’t even find that in me

I’m lost and confused
My mind is twisted as if on acid
I just want these feeling subdued
Like when I was 10
Because it was simpler then
All I needed was food and my friend
No need for women
And there was less confusion
But now this silent sin has seduced me
Struck me seemingly into seduction
So I can’t escape and lie awake
Worrying about the future
When I should be living for now
Loving the now
Not thinking of the how
And the countless other problems
Tomorrow brings

Grim Tail

•December 8, 2009 • Leave a Comment

So I wrote this poem last night. It still needs some work but I haven’t posted anything in a while here and it seems like people still read this so here it is.

Where is Peter Pan when I need him?
Why can’t he come to my window?
Fly me off to Neverland
Because the reality is
In this reality
I’m already a lost boy
no idea where I am
Or where I’m going

The Grim Fairy Tails don’t seem so grim
From this end of the looking glass.
And it feels like my friends
Are like Humpty Dumpty’s men
Unable to put me back together again
After I got stuck in the rabbit hole
Trying to escape this world
To have some tea from a mad hatted man
In a wonderland
Where I could be the King of Spades
And my luck wouldn’t end

A never ending world where the time flys
And years would go by like minutes
A wild acid trip where I can fly
On a dragons back over seas of purple mushrooms
And race a snail through
The same forest of fungus

This magical land where
I can get the hand
Of a princess with a song
And if she sleeps too long
Wake her up with a kiss.
The best way to show her
How much she was missed.

Go for a swim in the sea with mermaids
And learn how to truly fish.
Then climb up the rock cliff with help
From a rope of Repunzel’s hair.
And Pandora closed her magical box a
Second sooner to secure hopelessness
Stays locked away.

This sounds so much sweeter than my reality.
Where the search for immortality in
Every oasis leaves me bitten by a snake
Who snatches what I’ve been searching for
And leaves me to suffer.

In my grim tail the fairies still sparkle
only in a bedazzled way
And the PC term for them is gay.
The Pan is no Peter
But does play his flute
And takes the nymphs away.
Zeus struck me down with a corporate
Lightening bolt and straps me to a desk
For hours at a time
Reminding me my life isn’t mine.

In this world there is no Pegasus
To fly me to the land of the gods
And unicorns were made extinct
From profiteering gluttons over greed.
This, the land of a dream with bits of
Kids and picketed fences to protect
Them from so called friends.

The princess doesn’t look into a looking glass
But has a book of faces to tell her
She’s the best
As they gossip behind her back
And happiness is brought on by
Ignorance in short bursts of bliss

And me being a lost boy is a bad thing
And I can’t find my princess
no matter how well I sing.

The 4Th, YAY For Our Independence!

•June 30, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Yes, the time of celebrating our independence is once again upon us. But how much should we really celebrate? I mean, yes we are independent. We did get away from that awful and imposing government of Brittan. But think if we would have stayed. Would it really be so bad? I mean, we have our independence, but that’s kind of like saying, well yes that 16 year old girl has her independence after the emancipation, it’s independence, but is it for the best. She’s more than likely not responsible enough to use that independence. Well that’s probably a bad example, because at fist, when our country was just a baby, we did things pretty well. I agree with most of what the United States of America was about. But that was ever so long ago. The “New America” is nothing to celebrate in my opinion. It’s nothing like the U.S.A. I read about in text books. There is very little freedom, actually in many ways that big (well small) country we became independent from is more free than we are.

Also, 233 years ago, if they were taxed and controlled like we are, what do you think they would have done? If they had their freedom limited as we do, what do you think they would have done. I have an idea of what they would have done. It goes to words they say, and how they talk about it being our right to change the government if it becomes corrupt. I am sure that if our founding fathers were to see this government I live in, they would agree that it is corrupt. They would stage a California Gas Party (the new age Boston Tea Party). They would wonder why this government gets all of this money and still remains broke. They would also wonder why they refuse to cut many funds that would help them get out of this vast debt that it has allowed its self to be in. They would also wonder why other funds were being cut, funs that are beneficial to the majority…I mean after all, if this were just 60 years ago I’m willing to bet the red hunters would suspect every member of the California Government. Oh, I would love to see those trials!

So, back to the point. When you are celebrating our independence, just stop to think, is this something to celebrate right now? Shouldn’t we be morning the death of what America was?

So Very Disappointed

•June 21, 2009 • Leave a Comment

On Friday I got the new iPhone 3G S. That’s not what I’m disappointed about though. On my $299.00 phone I payed $64.66 in tax. Yes CA tax at 9.25% on $299.00 is $64.66. Okay, so if you’re any good at math, you’ll know right away that $64.66 isn’t 9.25% tax for $299.00. Well because I live is one of the worst states to live in (in a being governed way) I had to pay tax on the bit I didn’t pay for. Yeah doesn’t work out in my mind either.

It seems more and more that CA robs, hustles, steels, or takes by some sneaky method as much money from me as they can get. What do I get for this extra coinage I’m putting into CA very tattered pocket, you might ask? Well for starters I get my federal rights violated. But it’s okay in their mind because they also break federal laws in your benefit too…like the card that lets you legally have weed in CA, but if the FBI stops you, you can still get arrested. Also, I have the “Law Enforcement Officers” (I use the quotes because the only laws they enforce are the ones CA can get money for) following me, stopping me, hassling me, and ticketing me (yes even when I didn’t break the law) as much as possible. I get less and less freedom every day. There are many other things, but I think you get my point.

Basically CA is like the homeless person that follows you begging for money, and once he/she gets money, he/she goes and buys drugs then wonders why he/she doesn’t have money any more. I personally think it’s time for an intervention on CA. But I think it’ll have to be in the form of a revolution. I know some will say just move, but I’m an American damn it! It’s my right as a citizen to make this government right! I want to turn this back to a free place to live, not this socialist police state I currently live in. CA has some beautiful land, there’s mountains right next to the beach, nice roads, and it’s big enough that you don’t have to leave it to take a vacation. I would rather make this place right, than to just move.

The Car That Should Have Never Been Made

•May 15, 2009 • Leave a Comment

In the “Car World” there are often cars that we think should have never existed. Up until now almost all of these were built under Communist rule, or from those Brits (who we have to prove we’re better than just b/c we’re that rebelous teenager that moved out). For example, the ones from the U.S.S.R. who thought it would be good to have a car made out of leather, or cars that just didn’t work…they also had cars that worked…once. Or any British Leyland car. Although it’s not the U.K.’s fault, even when they were a bunch of commies they didn’t spend any time working to build the cars.

More recently, however, most of these cars that should have never been made have come from parts of Asia and the Pacific Rim. Mainly because they build a car, for way too cheep, and the parts cost too much when they break, and they will, and on top of that the car was designed by the same guy who designed your microwave. Well, there is another car to add to this, frankly a very large list, of new cars that should have never been made. This one, unfortunately, is from the U.S.

That’s right folks, we have the newest in this long line crappy new cars that should have never been made. I think I’ve finally found a new hippy car I dislike more than the Prius (how can I not hate that car, it’s a poser car for people who want to look like they care about the environment, when they’ve actually just done it more harm in a year than I’ve probably done in 4). This car is called the SPIRA (http://spira4u.com/index.html ). Even it’s slogan pisses me off, “SOFT – SAFE – SEXY.” It’s only one of those things…soft. I know this because it’s made out of foam. Yeah, I said foam….it’s made out of foam. And don’t think it doesn’t look like it is. Honestly it looks like a 4 year-old designed this thing, and it should, because it’s made from what the 4 year-old would use to design a car, FOAM!!! It has a 100cc scooter engine in it and says it goes 70mph. I don’t know if I would trust doing 70mph in a foam car that you can pick up with your hands.

I’m the type of guy who wants a car to get around in. Weather this is to get around as fast as I can, or as comfortably as I can, it’s to get around in. I should enjoy getting around in what ever car I’m in. This car wasn’t designed to enjoy. This car was designed to hit someone and the person you hit not to be harmed. Sorry, but I’m actually a good driver, and don’t run around hitting people…well if I do it’s intended. Basically, if you’re going to try to improve on something, get off the car thing. I’m willing to bet we’ve hit the best we’re going to do on that due to laws and all the other crap preventing us from improving this. If you want to improve on something…go for the jet packs. This guy (http://www.engadget.com/2009/05/15/crazy-man-in-peroxide-jetpack-makes-guinness-world-record-attemp/#continued ) just set a new record over the weekend of 68mph. That’s a fine speed to cruze around at. Maybe if it had a longer range we could all have them. That way we can keep the foam where it belongs…a child’s play area!

Confused If Pregnancy “Ruins” Your Life

•May 13, 2009 • 1 Comment

Since when did having a kid become a bad thing? I keep seeing these commercials showing someone’s life and at the end he/she says this is my life, I’m not going to ruin it with a pregnancy. I understand that children having children before they’re half grown having habits like rabbits and young of their own (Oscar Brown Jr. said something like that) is not the best thing, and it’s so frowned upon in this society. The same society that encouraged it in its beginning. I just don’t understand why we would look at having a kid so negatively. I know we are at the top of the food chain and because of that…and a few other things, we are needing population control. But I don’t see how a kid will ruin your life. It will change it. But is ruin the best word?

Honestly, I don’t know where I’m going with this…I just wanted to put it out there. I’m kind of confused about it.

 
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