11/29/2011 POem Prt. 2

I took three shots for love
Got trigger happy and missed
Killed would've and should've
Next time could've ceases to exsist

11/29 Poem

Angry but not defeated
Not with you but me
I den got sick'n tired
Of my same ol idiocracy

Im good on a bad day
Weak on a good night
Wise enough to wise'n up
A sinner's plight
I win even when I loose
Beat at my best
Failure keeps me strong
A conquerer's contest

Dramatic days in dramatic fashion
Background music of mozart
Oscar De LaRenta's life collection
Worth every penny paid broken heart

Damn...

11/24/2011

If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
I've drifted far east
Home

If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
Ive conquered myself
Shalom

If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
I've found my answers
Alone

If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
I've embraced meagerness
Dethroned

If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
I've lived my life
Bygone

11-3 Poem

A dried rose moment
Preserved in life's time
Be a scented ornament
Hung in thy mind

A lesson taught
To an unwise woman
Death be thy fate
Never here will I be again

Fragranced moments
Blessed be the blind
Satisfied to have
A laugh, a cry and cold wine

10-31 Poem

Tears for Fall 

Feared ol ratchet placing

Flow South, Brazil's Bay

Swam love to vodka's chasing

Merry minds begged

To wade t'was doomed bliss

Love bargained low

Merchants, slaves to selfishness 

Rythyms in synce by dawn 
Bathed in seas of lust

Lost blight to heavy current

Held captive again at dusk

 A forever'd night

Worth waves of frivolities

What be a tear, but a ripple

In life's ocean of infinities

10-29 Poem

I not of this world

Yet dying here I must remain

A Lonely yet victorious soul

Dying to come home again

Faint in the distance

Heavens harps pacify

Days drifted nearer

Pride endures to testify

Comforts come

At surrender's shore

Selfish humbling prayers

Builds faith from faith restored

Solicited happiness here

Naivety fights the seasons

Self-inflicted pain

Unloyal to truth, a broken heart’s treason

I’m not know Scholar

Or master of many things

Just a meager being
Outcasted by moral striving

I’d choose an easier way

Simple joys just to waste time

I envy ignorance, even stupidity

Bless'd mercy to be freed from thy own mind

I not of this world

Save the world, not me

I do well to hide my sorrows

Only if it wouldnt inspire thy poetry

10-27 Poem

I wake

To greet his Son

A costume plucked

My day begun

Naked in pretend

Adolescent innocence

Then, lightly clothed

By my dubious repentance

Performances inspired by

My mind’s scrapbook memories

Hot Hell’s happiness

Stained by short-lived blasphemes

 I never present, in moments made

Though an actress, makes it seem

Superseded by unknowns to behold

At mercy to he who writes the scenes

I hide not one, flawed true be

A stumble into life’s stages

Smart, yet too fool a memory

My parables recorded on life’s pages

Poised, short finger north,

Etiquettes for Queen’s tea

Perception won, for injured minds

My Imperfections impress His Majesty

Now, a misty sky

Purples over pinks and blue

Painted faces and facades far-gone

My blessings, in bird’s eye view

Nudity returned for

He whom always see’s

Sleep delighted, I with peace

True to self’s own transparencies

10/27/11