The Star
I was born in a poor family
In a town with nothing for me
I had to escape the routine
And journey to the unseen
So I picked up my guitar
And knew I was going to go far
And I started to write from the heart
And I started to make musical art
I got out of that dead end town
That was keeping me down
I got to be free
I finally got to be me
Music
From the moment that I hear it
The music just lifts my spirit
The world below don't give me any frown
Cause the beat don't ever let me down
Happiness is all for free
Just follow that melody
Can't beat that positivity
No room for negativity
Just forget all about your shell
Come to where the people dwell
This is where all good things just happen
Just follow the beat and keep clapping
Self Searching
Journey thru the borders of the subconscious
Beyond the restrictions of science
Searching thru all of what is within
My journey will end when I reach where my thoughts begin
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Poetry Post 113
Perpetual Feud
With you every conversation is an accusation
No one can ever live up to your expectation
You'll only end up with aggravation
If you call into question every one's reputation
Suspicion could be removed with just communication
But you don't really want to change the situation
As long as you're not the one giving into exasperation
You'll never give up this verbal domination
Every word in a fight you can recite in quotation
And you play your part without hesitation
You believe you are the norm and every one else is the deviation
But if your theory holds at least one complication
If everything's your way then where's our consideration
Insincerity Insecurity
Did you love me before you knew how I felt about you
Did you love for who I am with motives pure and true
Tell me that your affection is not merely a favor to a friend
Or some vague emotion you can't comprehend
Is it merely coincidence I was the first to speak out
Or are you waiting for someone else to seek out
Do you love me out of rational choice
Or is an impulse taking over your voice
Something Beautiful
You see tasseled hair and crooked teeth
Wrinkled clothes but very little underneath
You know I'm different than you
But only by one narrow angle view
Only what you do not notice is what makes me unique
Something beyond your eyes critique
Something unrevealed displays my beauty
I only wish it was something I could see
With you every conversation is an accusation
No one can ever live up to your expectation
You'll only end up with aggravation
If you call into question every one's reputation
Suspicion could be removed with just communication
But you don't really want to change the situation
As long as you're not the one giving into exasperation
You'll never give up this verbal domination
Every word in a fight you can recite in quotation
And you play your part without hesitation
You believe you are the norm and every one else is the deviation
But if your theory holds at least one complication
If everything's your way then where's our consideration
Insincerity Insecurity
Did you love me before you knew how I felt about you
Did you love for who I am with motives pure and true
Tell me that your affection is not merely a favor to a friend
Or some vague emotion you can't comprehend
Is it merely coincidence I was the first to speak out
Or are you waiting for someone else to seek out
Do you love me out of rational choice
Or is an impulse taking over your voice
Something Beautiful
You see tasseled hair and crooked teeth
Wrinkled clothes but very little underneath
You know I'm different than you
But only by one narrow angle view
Only what you do not notice is what makes me unique
Something beyond your eyes critique
Something unrevealed displays my beauty
I only wish it was something I could see
Poetry Post 112
Numb
People have always thought that I was dumb
Because I couldn't tell fantasy from the real
But it's because the pain has made me numb
And I had found that it was better not to feel
I can no longer distinguish what is real from what exists only in my mind
And I know it is better that way
The pain I see I need never feel and I create the illusion that I'm fine
And tend to have a better day
Low Self Esteem Romance
I know I am ugly
But you might learn to love me
If I throw in my self respect for free
I know it's not much value
But it'll have to do
Because I have to be with you
Self Eulogy
At my funeral there'll be no crying
Because I'm not remembered upon my dying
Efforts of vainly straining for recognition were no use in trying
I was lonely and rejected in every phase and aspect
Even my dying words will have no affect
Because this world has giving me no respect
People have always thought that I was dumb
Because I couldn't tell fantasy from the real
But it's because the pain has made me numb
And I had found that it was better not to feel
I can no longer distinguish what is real from what exists only in my mind
And I know it is better that way
The pain I see I need never feel and I create the illusion that I'm fine
And tend to have a better day
Low Self Esteem Romance
I know I am ugly
But you might learn to love me
If I throw in my self respect for free
I know it's not much value
But it'll have to do
Because I have to be with you
Self Eulogy
At my funeral there'll be no crying
Because I'm not remembered upon my dying
Efforts of vainly straining for recognition were no use in trying
I was lonely and rejected in every phase and aspect
Even my dying words will have no affect
Because this world has giving me no respect
Poetry Post 111 (not binary for 7)
Humor
When loneliness comes upon me
I sit in my chair and watch comedy
The humor then starts to comfort me
The laughter sets me free
No longer stuck with depression
My body gets a ticklishly sensation
The humor brings calmness to all creation
In the end all is left with satisfaction
Sleep
Laying softly in my bed
Letting all my pain leave my head
No worries in the Land of Dreams
Where nothing is as bad as it seems
All the imaginary people live in harmony
Forever my friends they will be
But then I wake up and remember pain
Another day of misery again
Then that night I enter my bed
Then to the perfect world in my head
Peace of mind enters within me
No pain as far as the eye can see
Words
From thine own words I should feel complimented
If I knew for sure that you really meant it
But words that charm
Can also harm
When one is subdued
By words that aren't true
When loneliness comes upon me
I sit in my chair and watch comedy
The humor then starts to comfort me
The laughter sets me free
No longer stuck with depression
My body gets a ticklishly sensation
The humor brings calmness to all creation
In the end all is left with satisfaction
Sleep
Laying softly in my bed
Letting all my pain leave my head
No worries in the Land of Dreams
Where nothing is as bad as it seems
All the imaginary people live in harmony
Forever my friends they will be
But then I wake up and remember pain
Another day of misery again
Then that night I enter my bed
Then to the perfect world in my head
Peace of mind enters within me
No pain as far as the eye can see
Words
From thine own words I should feel complimented
If I knew for sure that you really meant it
But words that charm
Can also harm
When one is subdued
By words that aren't true
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