Take it all:
Fear and devotion,
These brown eyes,
Pockmarked skin,
And my strained heart.
Yes, you're painted glass,
Hand blown, hard as stone,
But your day will come
And you'll shatter.

With fingers through my hair,
You promised smiles, Jazz,
And said,
“Backing the light fading,
Hear a lone fickle trumpet.
I’ll be there, too, with
The bass drum, a metronome…”
But I found silence,
Tears and you were gone.

Have you suffered this much?
Feel your touch!

Be bold
Make a statement
Stand apart
Hold your head high
Go with your heart
Keep your frame of mind
Celebrate and exercise
All the freedoms you posess
Never lose control
Seek the truth
Be courageous
Take a chance
Get around
Explore the frivolous wonders
Cherish your virtues
Admire them in others
Exemplify your character

Sunset rolling down the hills beyond

Another day wrapped in its daily chores

I look into the world with a streak of hope

Prayer and silence searching in my soul

Smile and laughter echo in my head

Of time past, once filled this sphere

Memories are treasures and has no cost

But abundance in meaning is it’s cause

Time..Oh..Time clicking away

My life is measured by the hour glass

A deep breadth I take to command my strength

And glad for the action, a footprint of my deeds

As time goes by my life is natured

Looking back, no cause to regret

I took off my shoes and dust my feet

I discard the bad , and keept the good….. memories

As beautiful as the coming spring
And meadows rolled beyond the hills
I look to the sky and marvel at Thee
For creation that made Adam and Eve

From man’s rib taken to be
Part of him to create a partner for thee
But so different the look given to the other
In the garden Eden that has been

The serpent that led the condemn one in
And has tempted the weaker link
The lover that love followed to commit sin
For the covenant was broken in life’s brink

As one has sinned the other shall follow
With angry rage were sent out of the promised meadow
In this new place that man will have to toil
For their daily bread comes from the soil

The condemn one tempted man to this day
As was given the only promise the Lord say
All those who hear the Word that has been said
The warning the messenger brings will be laid

For the Third Temple will be built
For the King that has not taken the throne
He shall come again to conquer the condemn guilt

I count my blessings every day
For the Maker has provided for me
Life sometime just don’t go my way
But within my spirit I know that
One day it will all reveal to me
All these years I have learnt to be patience
‘Coz that’s my strength and my accompany
Sometimes I forget myself and
Sin just take a hold on me
And I realized that what is right
Might not be what I need
I look up to the heavens waiting for an answer
But it might not come, nor today or tomorrow
I go back to what I was taught
And the experiences show me the correct path
The path that I have walked before and
I realized the answer lies in my years of nurturing
And experiences
How can I be wrong, when I choose what is right
That is the answer to my life
Always to do the right thing and
I know that I will never go wrong.

Cherish the one who is close to your heart
The one that love and respect you
Who cares for you though you are a part
But knowing that he is there for you

Coz you might just wake up one day realizing
That he is no longer there to pamper you
To tell you that he loves you everyday
And hold you tight with his warm embrace

That you have lost a precious diamond
The miracle that you have been praying for
And every night when loneliness awakes you
You wish that he is there beside you

While you were too busy collecting stones
Your precious miracle slowly slips away
To find confort from another lonely soul
To quench his thirst to fill his heart with love

Cherish the one who is close to your heart
Coz you might just wake up one day realizing that
You have lost the precious diamond while
You were too busy collecting stones

You were in my dream last night
Which was strange
And I knew that I didn't want you there because
You complicate things
And what made it even stranger
Was realizing that today is your birthday
So
Happy birthday
I guess

I prod myself in silent second person singular to mount the roaring stage;
To quit our warmly cat infested bed at 3 AM and mute the peeping clock:
"C'mon", I tell myself, "It's time to earn your daily bread- so move your ass!" Our cage,
our nest (a somewhat moldy ersatz clapboard/ranch style/one bath home amid the block)
is locked in foggy blankets of nocturnal blue, of purring darkness. Middle age
has taught me to appreciate our flannel sheets, your quilt, our patch-work bourgeois schlock
of silly knick-knacks and mementos. "Alright you bum", I sigh, "Get up! Arise!!!” I engage
my robe and stealthy slippers in a round of blind-man's bluff, befuddled by a twisted, errant sock
and hounded by our hungry calico. I hobble crab-wise 'round the bed to gauge
the night-light shadows. I can hear the coffee-maker chuckle in it's plastic dock;

Aw christ…here comes that bleep’n troll of failures past;
crawling up my ribcage like a frantic, hungry rat
on Pavlov’s bell; scrabbling  at my guts, my lungs, my heart
with heavy paws and toothy snout – sucking up my last
unfettered breath. Shit! I swallow hard against the fat
and leath’ry tail of panic in my throat. My fingers part
a knot of folded flesh between my eyes to no avail. I’d cast
away this twisted rosary of doubt, but the vicious cath’lic brat

Mean Monkey
This monkey on my back has stuck his long prehensile tail inside my head;
It’s wrapped around my brain so tight – I’m lightin’ up before I’m outa bed!
The monkey (and ol’ Camel Joe) has got me in a most unhealthy bind;
I cough and curse and swear to put him down; he’s unimpressed by idle threats,
by lollypops, nor by the weekly acupuncture voodoo doll I dread.
I’ve patched my flesh! I’ve chewed expensive gum until my tongue was raw and burning red!
I even sought a bargain a la Faust, but ol’ Beelzebub declined:
 “No thanks”, he sniffed, “I don’t accept collateral that stinks of cigarettes.”