I’d rather wallow in despair
Than not be aware
Blacked out with actions lacking of care
With no way to know what type of control
My drunken state of consciousness will choose to show
As I can not fathom what it means to not remember
Blacked out with actions
Unaware of the embers
Potential fires I could have lit
Words consequential which easily could have hit
The life I’m trying to build
The one of figuring out my own free will
But when I’m drunk to the point of amnesia
I have the potential to accidentally kill
thoughts
The Next Snowflake
Every poem feels as if I’m saying the same thing
Though if by magic they each have their own ring
Like the multitude of designs in every single snowflake
Each new rhyme is an opportunity to create
A chance to fall into Love and away from my hate
As self-pity inducing mistakes keep piling up
But when I’m rhyming, I’m filling my cup
With them good vibes
No need for lies
When the truth begins to reveal itself
A life of heaven and a life of hell
Start to make a little more sense
Remembering about the present tense
As the past and future only exist imaginarily
Now is the moment to grasp my identity
Now is the moment to grow and become me
Even if in the end, its only momentarily
—
Photographer: Alexey Kljatov
Let Love Flow Through You
Now is the time
To rise above
Look in deep
Feel the love
Growing — pulsing
Telling you that now is the time to sing
Time to bring Humanity together
Storms around the corner
That we must be prepared to weather
Not to let up and break the chain of inspiration
Holding on tight to this sweetest elation
Luckiest sensation
For this moment is fleeting
But right here, right now
We can love and live outloud
You and I meeting for this single second of infinite time
Yet somehow, someway, we are alive
Able to shine like the stars that guide us
Love both near and far and always so wondrous
This is the meaning of my deepest bliss
Becoming aware of the Love before it is truly missed
Now Is The Chance to Become Yourself
It’s time to start reading the words that you’ve been writing
Though your body’s been delayed, your heart’s still been fighting
Never stopped guiding you to believe the words you keep on saying
Grow, create, and don’t ever stop playing
You’re too young to let lack of energy be a valid excuse
Drop your sadness and your worries
Compared to the rest of the world
You truly have nothing to lose
Don’t be afraid to finish a task
You can move forward
You don’t need to ask for permission to grow
Trust this, you’ve already come to know
This feeling resonating inside your mind
Let go of the uneasy thoughts of leaving behind
The past versions of your existence
Stop reeling in the face of change
Embrace it as your chance to become stronger than you used to be
Not just letting time pass amusingly
But converting the blessing of being free
Into choices that lead you towards becoming me
Linguistic Dance
What’s this?
I’m glad you ask, stay for a moment, I truly insist
Invoke my emotions in a brand new moment
To capture my heart and begin to show it
Let the music flow in streams of thought and consciousness
Crafted into rhymes that hint at this single bliss
That absorbing oneself always seems to bring within it
During time of play
The concept of time merely fades away
No recipe required or steps to achieve
Just dream, create, and you’ll forget to breathe
As it already happens involuntarily
When focused on something else
Putting worries up on the shelf
Bringing lightness to the dark while attempting to join
The world into sanity of knowing
Exposing my attempts to understand myself while consistently showing
The fun of it all, merely just playing, having the time of my life
Following this Slip-N-Slide of magical rhymes
Gliding through these rides and tides of emotions
Just motions of words against the silence
Hoping to be part of a world of lesser violence
Where we live with our hearts
Story Yet Unwritten
Too soon to give up on this project
Not yet
Can’t let my friends be the only ones to progress
Change must come in order to have this sense of accomplishment
Rewarded for the hardness
Difficulty
Challenge
Goals on the hinges
Standing before life’s doorstep of infinite mountains
Now I wonder what there is to fret
So I’m done building up my handicap
The game’s already begun and here comes the second act
It’s all about discipline
Don’t mind past mistakes
Just call them the introduction to the story yet unwritten
That doesn’t have to be about how you’ve been sitting
Letting life slip by like a roller coaster ride
Without taking the steering wheel
To try to make this theme kart fly
Off the tracks to soar in the roaring sky
No longer held back by self limitations
Looking Death in the eye with a cheerful Salutations
An habitual sense of greatness
Comes hand in hand with long-term discipline
Investing the energy to finally reel in
Impulsive desires that tell you to stop moving forward
“To sit back and take it slow
Why do it now, when tomorrow you can grow?”
To that voice in my head, I say take a closer look
You’ve seen a friend die, like the unexpected end of a book
There is no preparation or form of escape
That overpowers the emotions of facing our fate
Regardless what we do, whether we act or we wait
We will die, so why not LIVE GREAT
Use the freedom that fueled the dreams of late
To look within and without to continually create
—
Photographer: Tanvi Malik
Calmness in the Air
Calm is key
Relax good friend
You are here with me
Momentarily aware of air to breathe
Dependent on the external
While always in need
Desire inescapable
When urges repeat
You have the strength
To not give heed
To past impulses
Addictions of greed
Escape in consumption
Is not truly free
All it takes is for you to believe
That your soul is calm
So long as you breathe
—
Photographer: Joshua Earle
Move Forward – End the Delay
Writing as if I found salvation
When in reality I’m merely just venting frustration
Of the fact that I see what needs to be done
But yet I’m still waiting
For that other day
As if life will just come my way
All the while feeling my health
Deteriorate against the truth
That you can’t procrastinate your youth
The most powerful thing in the world
Is your ability to grow
When once curled in a ball
Like a baby — oh so small
Now an “adult”
At fault for the events leading up to this
All the while this writing bears witness
To the tragic juxtaposition
Of time only spent wishing
Thinking tomorrow was meant to handle today’s mistakes
As If I could borrow my future
To be selfish for some days
Purposely blind with delays
On paying off the debt
That my past still needs to pay
With a growing regret
That I can’t seem to shake
Unable to take off the mask that continues to fake
A sense of understanding with sanity
Wondering the line between art and insanity
Frustrated by all this useless vanity
Lucky to have friends who still stand with me
Growing in their own direction
Acquiring strength surely and slowly
Inspiring me not to just give up on myself
Keeping me from stowing my dreams on the shelf
—
Photographer: Dustpuppy72
Ticket?
Overflowing with lies
Excuses building walls to hide behind insincere intentions
On the wrong side of life’s fences
Too busy dreaming of grass on the other side
Without even attempting to water
The green in front of eyes aged with years of growth
There’s no excuse for giving up hope
So don’t try to make the case
For a mind stuck in that painful place
There are others too, who need to embrace
The honest truth that Love is shared
So long as we share it
Our fate can be changed
So long as we bear it
Together hand in hand weathering the storms that pass
Taking a moment to mourn the past
And look forward to the future
Knowing what we want most in life
Won’t simply arrive in an Amazon box, neatly tied in a bow
Self-respect and pride in tow
No it’s not that easy
But this you already know!
The problem is the doubt
That infects and clouds
Visionary ideals
Converting dreams into topics to never again be revealed
As if the love was locked away, and then forever sealed
Without any armor or even a shield
We numb the pain but continue to yield
And refrain from following that which resonates
With the heart and the brain
Hesitating to jump onto life’s train
When already given the ticket
I’m here to remind you
That there’s still time to miss it
—
I found this poem in my notebook — the date was 7/28/2014. Had I not come across it while flipping pages, I may have forgotten about it completely. By chance it caught my eye and has now become a new post. This is a perfect example as to why I love this blog. I recently reached a point where I was writing so many rhymes that If I didn’t start sharing them, then they’d simply be lost in my notes. This way I get to share them with you and for this, I am grateful.
Photographer: José Martín Ramírez Carrasco
Symphonies Against the Silence
I want to be Eminem but high on inspiration
To lead this generation to create a better nation
Become a hit sensation
Just by telling people to believe
Look in deeply to see you can achieve your wildest dreams
All that’s stopping you is effort and a whole lot of time
Don’t let up and a world you will find
Of impossible creativity
One to share
Between the next you and me
No longer rocking to those old CDs
But feeling it all online
Your voice is growing
It’s more than ready to shine
And the world will spin on by
Regardless of whether or not
You make the choice to try
So why not let go
Of the pain you used to know
Instead see it differently
Almost as if impossibly
New perspectives start entering
Changing the outlook on what’s always been the same scene
Now strong enough to face the pain
Embracing weakness without disdain
Blessed with the Love to still feel sane
Making the choice not to escape
Upon understanding the importance
Of a future left to shape
It’s too soon to give up on your heart
Not when music like this is in the air
Symphonies against the silence invoking feelings to share
When we’re all rocking to the same beat
We can feel that we care
No longer alone
Among those here and those there
Together we can mutually bare
What our future has in store
No matter what — no matter where
—
Photographer: Björn Simon








