Tear Stained Face

Tear Stained Face

Tears you cannot see,

 It’s a me that I hide 

No one sees inside covered up and bound up 

I am not truely free 

Everyone thought I was happy 

The only things they ever seen 

The joy on the outside not the real me 

He came and took it away the unseen strife and pain

 Now a true joy begins to stream down my tear stained face.


a very beautiful poem 

A very beautiful poem 

As if a spy from you
Were  watching my inclinations,
And another were watching
My gaze and tongue.

Whenever my eyes saw,
After you, any sight
Displeasing to you, I thought:
They’ve seen me.

And whenever from my mouth,
There emerged, in front of you,
A word meant for another than you,
I thought: 

They’ve heard me,

And whenever through the secret of my heart
There passed, after you, a thought
For another than you,
They pull up on my reins.

These brothers sincere — I wearied
Of their speech
And seized back from them
My gaze and tongue.

Renunciation could not console me
For their loss
Until I experienced you
Witnessed in every place.



Every word I speak is an obscenity in disguise.
Every truth I speak is hidden in 1000 lies.

Did it ever occur to you that it’s MY life I despise?
Laugh away the pain,

Cry in silent agony for sleep’s guise

Run away to hide my pain,

Shun the sunshine.
Hold my head as the earth quakes,

No one hears my cries.

Words and silence both are equal destroyers,
Both my demise;

Overwhelmed by life’s tragic traumatic travesty.

The Rainbow Killers

The Rainbow Killers
Sharp-tongued venom
Words, spiked hearts of
Thorny malice slash
With steely claws at
The waning, failing
Defenses of sweet, blythe
Joy of heart. Have no chance
Of survival, these lovely,
Gentle creatures who warm
And ameliorate; They who love
For the sake of loving and are
Slain by the bitter, unfeeling,
Frozen hearted emissaries of the
Wretched sun for the sake of silent
Submission to blinding obedience,
To a slow, meaningless death of spirit.
For how are we to fight a godly war?


When I first kiss you,

I felt my knees go weak,

I couldn’t even speak,

With a passion flowing free,

Sparks flew that we both saw,

A touch so soft and tender

A kiss I would remember,

I’m sure I kissed you back,

With the fire no kiss should lack,

You left me wanting more,

My soul you did explore,

My heart no longer fill with pain,

Darling, kiss me once again.


I want to go to a far away place called home
I want a man that I can call my own
I’m an angel who wants everyone to know
I am very lonely I want somewhere to go
It hurts so bad I can’t sleep at night
Till I’m alone in my room holding on to my pillow tight
I dream about glasses breaking
And when I get anxious my legs start shaking
These thoughts drag me in so deep
I think about it so much, till I can’t sleep
I’m talking to someone, maybe from above
But no one is there to love
It feels like I can’t have this or this is what it seems
And when I do sleep lonely in my dreams
All I want is to go home
And have one man to call my own


Silhouetted against the sky azure
The white roses majestically stand;
Their creator none but a magic wand
For all creatures big or small they lure.
And their complexion the purest of pure
But accursed to grow only on private land;
And thrive only when given a hand
By someone who is willing to endure.
Adorned in white ,a beauty,heavenly dame
Like the rays of the mighty sun;
This reverie of mine was painfully broken
When upon a beheaded stalk I came.
And suddenly in my mind echoed a shot of gun
I remembered I was on earth not in heaven.