IN THE DARK

Destitute if light and reflecting that of none
The blackness of or grayish tone of coloring hue
Unenlightened - obscure the twilight - gleaming
The absence of light , partial or total is also the sight
Gloomy no existence of the reflection of light
The ultimate of not illuminated , not to misconstrue
The beauteous faint light before sunrise and sunset
Twinkling ever so irresdesently the twilight
Blackness feeds the soul in the deep of the night
The darkest of hue opposed to that of white
Dispirited , gloomy ,depressed in spirits, cheerless
The ultimate overspread of morose , ever so true
Moroseness shall we then mourn that eve?
Pondering the true reality of what we then perceive
Into the dark , air, a breathless walk, the stars glisten
Twinkles the galaxy , the creation sparks a glimpse
If only someone would truly, in the dark listen
Who? Sounds of the owl , the coyote howls
Dusk!  To wonder. Does the dark doom with gloom?

AGGRAVATING

The dawn broke with cool dark skies
Autumn leaves - prominent in my eyes
I wake thus to this a disturbance
Loud be it be may be -The wind clatters
Your voice I hear - my mind it shatters
A cold day! Winter on its way
Tis the season of the beauteous holidays
May God be blessed ! We therefore celebrate
Hark! My beaten eyes! I believe
I've seen enough of your breath
You badger me day by day
I face reality - A day new born
The rose you pricked that veracious thorn
As I see the stormy clouds embrace me
They darken my eyes - they possess my attitude
The heavenly skies - they tremble
With high winds in my face
The sunlight - there is no trace
Then as I see this morning hour
As you argue with the lines that age
I am bewildered - hoping to turn the page
Journalling though time, I hope for an end
The belligerence I wake to , may it pend
And the rain may it shower in my head
The morning hues , I miss instead
Hark again, I do  then declare
At dawn ! I wish I could wake each day
With tranquility and peace, I do
However tis though, I wake to you.

ROCK

I am a rock
I decided I'd be an island
Pride, I endeavor
Self pride - I implore
Water it trickles
Through the foundation
As it nourishes my mind
With tranquility
Self confidence in my nature
I strive for perfectionism
Beauty is the realism
That I gain as a rock
Now I see
This beautiful me
Self love
Me! You get to know
And each word I write
The feelings sometimes show
I stand alone
And my rock turns to fossil
Aging I still perfect
My feelings I try to protect
But most of all
I dance in life like the leaves
Off the trees in the wind
And two step my way
Into the waterfall
Like a splash
My island floods
And then I am washed away
But the rock still stands
And I never fall.

MY THOUGHTS

Thinking of you!
I build dreams to pass the day
I am mesmerized
I look into your eyes
I gaze at the morning sun
And the hues fill my soul
Beauteous! I am also blessed
Taken by surprise
Emphasizing the beauty within
I cherish thoughts of you
Each day I respect Gods creations
That beautiful little flower
The stars tuned in my mind
The sunrise what else will I find?
I imagine the day
Walking the paths of the gardens
Again in my soul, I become whole
It dawned on me today
As I endeavor Life
And as the morning sun guides me
That I may stand on a rock
And on this rock, I stand tall
Minding God's word
That may the morals express
With standards, I heard
God's clever whisper
Chirping inside the bird.
And as I sit with my aura
May I still gaze at the morning sun
Picturing myself this
On the ROCK! God's love I won.

PIG? Who's Who In SOCIETY

HOG! Dawn breaks - it's a new day!
Here I sit and ponder - I wonder
As I am with the morning sun
I rise - I see the skies - I am awake
Huh! I contemplate the word - I see
What an utter - full of surprise
I opened my eyes - wow it dawned on me
I ate - I consumed breath - wow!
You aim that at me - yet it is life
I wonder - of your IQ , your mentality
I create my itinerary - you I not include
I proclaim! I find your comment rude
Now I see! you hate my personality
Task by task ! I am oblivious to say
I am me ! I roar at the comment
I seek a clean viewpoint . I define
A hog! A Pig! wow in society
Guinea pigs to medicine!  OH right
We are - psychology today   PIGS???!!!
The welfare system - welfare piggy's
So society says - however do they?
Do they give them hygiene products?
Who's who! Who's the pigs?!!  then still
Hey - male chauvenist pigs ! Now we see
The reality of the hog - in perspective
My GOD - What A hog  - TO EAT?
Your personality - mentality, I defeat
To call a person a hog eating
Yes my dear - I proclaim
The true point of view - EAT
Eat and you shall bear health
Eat your words and then thus this
Still you could be a pig!

OH MY GOD HOW I TRY

Yeah I try- Oh now Lord how I try
I ponder still - My thoughts are alive
No tears I shed - I just can not cry
My eyes wide open - Anger! It sets in
I learn from you - in life one thing HATRED
Oh yes how I try - I then wonder why
Why would life deal such a rut of smut?
I believed in myself - and with style
I wrote something often quite worth while
Now as I sit - I listen -is it out of jealousy
Every action has a reaction - I spout
I hate the ridicule and oh Lord how try
At christianity - My voice trembles some
I hear your words - your slanderous ways
I hesitate - I wonder throughout the days
I sit quietly - I continue to work
Knowing in heart as I still ponder
Your style - your resentment ! your cruelty!
So my work it suffers - and my face it shows
Reflections of the wounds - the hurt I trace
I hear the sounds of your voice - I pace
Soon I see bridges too tough to bear , I tried
The world a doom - your ego trip in society
What the world became - who to blame?
Ironically I am me - I am disgusted , I try
Yes oh Lord how I try - I wonder why
Why God - is the beauty of life so ruined
Thus I create words of wisdom through prose
I bought the rose - it sits , I ponder
Will it grow - now no man worthy of my heart
May it bloom and blossom in my soul
Shall each petal represent morality
My poetry with a different twist I start
You I rebel - this evil fact of life
I see through my eyes - beauty in my soul
I appreciate the creations , I love the sky
I see the beauteous hues , thus in my eye
The sunrise - sunset - I am mesmerized
But then I hear you - you destroy me
I AM vengeful - I detest it, but I say
You are deserving of my attitude
Now I write the words I create
To still walk down life's paths in life
To take the steps to be proud of my attempt
To create beauty in prose - as well
To all the jealousy I never so admire
Only time will tell - your colors are of black
In your soul - it shall go to fire
I see my friends who appreciate  in me
The beauty I write in prose - my poetry.

EMOTIONS

Emotionalism - A mental agitation - per se
Or to be or not to be an excited feelings
Furthermore- potentiality of a passion
Emotionally stirring up disturbing constant
Or to provoke - and interpret causing debate
Excitement of feelings perception - senses
Physicals or mental sensation sympathetically
Of great sensibility - exciting that relentlessly
True of passionate intense personal desire
Strong excitement of love of wish earnestly
Longing for the possession of some object
To be in the state of desire and it be then intensely
Emotions take on an interpretation in this way
Strong love or hatred  , feelings to then protect
Outlandish of no consideration or considerate, immensely
Portrayal - the mental picture we then do perceive
Our feelings , senses - what do we want to achieve?
Emotions ! The power of love , we then respect
The perception in our eyes so divine, we decide
We then imagine ourselves with soul to the seed
And the feelings we bear sometimes we do hide
Suppressing our thoughts in our head, we express
Reflecting our personalities instead, so we impress.