Here in all their un-edited glory are some of the poems I wrote as a preteen and a few haiku.
Circa ‘99 to 03:
Haiku # 1
River dances
Like silk it flows
Graceful and soft
Haiku # 2
Sings clear with energy
Beautiful brown feathers
The nightingale
Haiku # 3
Shinning bright
Trapped in the blackness
The stars at night
Human
I dig inside my mind.
I dig inside my heart.
I am the creator of worlds.
I am the painter of a moment.
I am the voice for silent thoughts.
I am no writer, poet, artist.
I am no philosopher or saint.
I take the thoughts.
I take the feelings.
With my hands and mind I create and inspire.
I am human.
Heart of Hate [Audio]
Black as the deepest cave whoever comes in is drowns in it’s shade.
Cold as the winter wind, that stings deep into the skin.
Dead as a wilted rose so tightly closed.
So is the haters heart, his soul is so torn apart.
He is lost in the hole he made; so foolish he is to dig his own grave.
Why do this? Why hate? Why long to retaliate?
Do you not know, that revenge is a bottom less hole?
Fool! You have closed your own eyes made yourself blind.
You have opened the door to hate but close it against love’s face.
The river runs red with hate and you lift a cup to drink from it.
So bitter it tastes so cold, but you drink it as if it were sweet gold.
Now your heart is black as the grave you dug, it stings cold and dead is your soul.
I look into your eyes, I cannot find a single shine, nothing will bring the life back in you, I cry not only for you but those who stand in your path of hate, the innocent you will murder in your blind rage.
Growing Up
dancing through the fields
the cold clear winds
danced around my tiny feet.
gathering the silk sand
into my tiny hands
memories of mother nature I held.
swiming in the blue ocean
my little body floating
through a world filled with life.
Now I sit on stone steps,In a busy city.
cement covers all the earth, all the life
but everynow and then I see a little of it
breaking through, and thats when I know
that however it goes, they’re will always be
a spark of hope in this world.
Dreams of Sunshine
She throws here golden blanket across the earth.
Melting away the winter’s spell of sleep and coldness.
She smiles and brings the loveliness of spring.
Soon the flowers fade and She brings a worm summer shine across.
When she rests winter comes again and the land dreams of her golden rays.
War Poem
The Men come marching to the battlefield
Holding their dancing banners high
Their eyes and mind filled with pride and thoughts of conquest
Clashing together like blood stained waves against the rocky shore
Brother killing brother, father killing son, all this blood runs
All these lives gone and what for?
Storming down the hills, roaring like thunder
They run from village to village, burning homes
When it all clears away the living cry endless tears
The Planes fill the skies with their cries
Bombs drop smashing homes smashing lives
They fly away leaving death behind
The Only words left on the lips of the living is “why”?
Proud Tanks crash threw small villages
Guns are pointed at the frighten heads of people
The village is left filled with the silence of death
The dead lay silent but in their still faces
They whisper “why?”
The living cry rivers of tears and in their eyes
the question cries “why?”
Why must man kill another? why must blood fill the rivers, and bodies the graves?
Time whispers in the wind:
“All who want endless wealth, endless Power, the innocent they must devour, They must have wars, to keep it all, they must fill rivers with blood, graves with bodies, minds with lies. But do not cry do not lose hope, for their path leads to doom, their run is short, and their eyes do not see far, they will always fall.”
I Miss You
Every place we’ve bin, I miss the presence of you.
You are a flower that grew to me, that I loved deeply.
And now, you’ve fallen into a never-ending sleep.
Gone away, somewhere unknown to me.
I wish I could be with you, hold you see you.
My love misses your love, my smile misses yours.
I stand over your grave, still grasping at the past
I look back, it is all I can bare to see and think.
I never could think of life with out you.
But now it’s true, and I don’t know what to do.
I miss you.
Everything about you, I miss.
I never got to know all of you and now your no more.
I cry a tear, then smile and laugh and cry.
I am so glad for you, you have finished your story.
You are done, and now you know all.
But I still am here, and miss you dearly.
I miss you.
But now I move on.
With you in my heart
I will live life, and happily die.
I know that I will see you again.
I surely know you miss me too.
But wait, I’ll be coming soon.