Blinking cursors on YouTube Search bars Calloused fingertips and worn out guitars Unwritten hits of an obscure rockstar. Yours, truly. Making melodies have never been easy With just seven off white and five black keys All my rhymes were taken by the ones before me Yours, truly. I listen to my favorite songs and I […]Read more "Yours, Truly"
Have you noticed how the world perceives a man The standards it lays down in how it understands The ways and characteristics of masculinity And how they shove it down on you and me Isn’t it funny how we ascribe the Testosterone to the beard and the ab and the smell of cologne How strength […]Read more "Man Up"
You deserve to be more than a doubt A faceless friend I could live without More than the plot of an old folklore You deserve to be more real than the you that I know More than the book that sits on my shelf Dried up tears now covered by dust instead The Shards of […]Read more "The Faithful Doubter"
Act 1 Walking down the road What is this I see the bleeding face of suffering and misery I see the young and old The naked and the cold Ruthless nameless faceless Corpses manifold O the suffering it Really makes no sense If this is your plan God What is your defense What happened to […]Read more "Questions"
49 poems and more on an app I wrote while the zombies sat, stood and napped About this city, about God and His sons What happens on Earth while she crazily spun And Inside my head were the singers and bands Outside the zombies swayed and acted and danced Hither and tither they stepped out […]Read more "Notes from the belly of a Whale"
Oh the inexplicable joy! Of not looking through a lens but to just experience The beauty of existence Those great things in your life! Extraordinary things you partook filling your life every cranny, nook That you don’t post on Facebook That secret victory! when no one seems to note That well received line or quote […]Read more "The way of the Mutes"
These days have been strange, did you happen to notice They have been strangely twisted, and somewhat grotesque Even the weather’s kind of confused; in some freakin’ daze One moment it’s all windy and the next it’s all a blaze Like how now and then we come up with declarations Of love for our demons […]Read more "Once upon a muddy September"