Posts Tagged ‘ view ’

For lack of a better term of phrase

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Patience
Has never been
My
Strong suit.

If I don’t get
What I want
Right away
Then it’s on
to something new.

Usually
Forgetting
If not neglecting
All that I hold true.

However this time
I’m waiting
like I’ve never
Ever wanted to.

And Never
Have I ever
wanted like
I want you.

Writing rhymes & riddles
In poems
For days
Like Its THE
Only thing to do.

Hoping it grabs
Your attention
And you understand
I’m not just trying to do
What iT is that most dudes do.

I love
Your everything’s
Especially
That In which
you boast to…

It’s no wonder
Why I wonder
So much about you
During/throughout the day.

What are you doing?
How are you feeling?
Did you get your sleep?
Have you gotten home safe?

If I get
No response
I tend to worry
As If I said something,
the wrong way.

I know
I throw out too much
All at once
And words can flip
like bullets ricochet…

Is that
My subtle clue
That I should
Slowly slip away?

Probably,
Since my fascinations
Could just be
An inconvenient phase.

That kick started
Soon as I was victim
To your “idgaf
about you” face.

Charm is
Often deceitful
& beauty is
Usually vain.

I’ve been too scared
To ask your spiritual views
Regardless
I hold you on high to be praised…

You are no longer
Forced to
be around me,
So in essence
You’re free.

I’ll leave
My Ramblings
To “random” pictures
That register to others
As simply amusing.

Spilling my heart
Like Easy come/Easy go,
Freddie preached
To those
Unassuming.

YhWh
Build me
With Super strength
The devil drugged me
With that’s confusing.

Reflection

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Mirrors
Don’t lie.

Filters
Do just that.

Words
Any one can recite.

Our actions
Express facts.

Reflections
Sigh…

Accepting
Traps…

Truths hidden
often cry.

When our blurred images
Yell right back…

So Close, but far

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Every time I look

At the moon

I see you…

The shine

From the gloom

Makes me wish

I knew more than

Just “Of you”….

Since I don’t

Why pray tell

would I wish I do?

I suppose

It’s the askew view

That I’m forced to endure

Since social media

Keeps us closer than

Most

in person

Truths…

Staring at the heavens

From the sewers

Seems to be

All I seem I do..

Don’t feed after midnight

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It’s been
A whole year
Since
The last time,
What did
One learn
Besides
How to pass the pass time?
Don’t feed
night desires
Since those demons
Knowhow to walk
down
that
fine line,
Experimental
It is not
When results are expected
Prior to
looking back
in hind sight.
Oh .
Yeah..
You…
Recite….
Is it
Too late
To ask
I don’t
Want to
Have
to Fight,
Hoping that
the time
That It takes
To think thought
It Doesn’t Take away
all of my
might.
A year
I gasp
Lets not
Repeat
with violent spite.

Breakfast

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What is modesty
When you can
drown
Your self dressing

Breadcrumbs
Only lead back
To alternate choices
You didn’t make at the beginning

Making the meal
All the worse
Who likes to run
When things get heavy?

Grace
Grace
Stuff your face
Amen, ending.

Beardoe’s Rant

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Whatever keeps us
Away,
Is what keeps distracted us
At bay,
Most of the time
We think it’s okay,
This will eventually
Just Go away,
Saving all the hate
For another day,
Either believing or second guessing
what all them Have to Say,
Settling for
“that’s so cray”,
When theres soul much more
Left here At stake,
It all vanishes
With out a trace,
Speaking of implants
That’s are so fake,
We take our real
And figure out how they relate,
But since it’s different
We disregard it like its a Sunday,
Already complaining
About the week showing its face,
5 more days
Is our chant for chase,
Working for the weekend
Like its some race,
Not enjoying the opportunity
That comes with today.
Getting lost in sounds
That quickly hypnotize are brains,
Sure to unlock the doors
With secrets that feel like lace,
Designed to influence
What subconscious keeps safe,
Only growing stronger
In all the time that we waste,
Yet my legs still
Move not in haste,
Don’t let the enemy
Take you & keep you a slave.

not so vain

natural

is difficult to be,

there is so many angles

that one can perceive,

on one side this is this

and on the other that can be,

very further & farther from the truth

yet we take what we see,

satisfy our sweet tooth

and let the sugar bleed,

over our throats

out from between the teeth,

wants satisfy what is of the moment

and what we think we need,

food for thought an after thought

what is given is considered as an option or something ment to be,

if something is hungry

does it default it as something deserving to feed?

if my blood can provide

should I be the one to leak,

how much do I give

if they wont stop milking from the teet,

one can use the hand to swat away

or further embrace the teething,

its odd one could be

soul thoughtful and giving,

when others wont do the same

evil meek and lame will not speak,

although fueling others

just the same I am weak,

I need I need I need

but my God wont let IT be…