POETRY SAMPLES
What’s Your Journey
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Let me read your book and dance in your pages,
Pages of unscripted gravity that never lets you come down,
A gravity that brings me to a fiction-like truth,
A truth that leads us to speak with dead voices,
Dead voices of desire knock on locked doors.
Let me run my fingers over your words, finding stuff that you forgot,
Forgetting an understanding of what’s going on,
We don’t have to say a word when the lights go out.
Let me give you a reason to show me your inner sky,
A sky that frames hollow trees blowing in the breeze along a raging sea,
A raging sea that drowns me while saying, please forgive me.
Let me find your pulse before I plant your seed,
A seed so deep that it’s protected by an invisible fence that circles a stained glass house,
A house that holds memories of stuff you should forget,
Forgotten truths of shackled anger found deep in a cavernous jungle.
Let me taste your dream long enough to paint a picture,
A picture of a man who has no shadow on the wall,
A man with a story of seasoned pain.
Let me hold you long enough to spin uncontrollably in a lazy waltz,
A waltz to an underground road of mystery that takes me to you.
Let me be your dreamer tonight so that we can wake up tomorrow,
Some days are blind to who we are,
Some nights are endless with what we know,
Let me read your book so we can dance in your pages!!!
Unscripted Gravity is published in Volume One
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Sitting in silence,
Waiting to breathe,
Gasping without seeing,
Being without feeling,
Living without laughing,
Laughing without expressing!
Who comes to the door with nothing but nothing more?
The key never fits the lock on or around the sandpaper edges,
Dreamers’ smoke slides under the door, trying to mask the unwanted scent,
Cavernous-like screams fill the room, deeper than you know when you see what!
Who is this? Why are you here when you left so long ago,
Who were you when you locked the door?
Do I know your name? Have I shaken your hand?
Did you once say hello with a laughing smile,
Are you what you are or what you pretend to be?
Can you mend days of futures past, like living in a time machining pretending to know what is,
Am I the only one I know?
The only one who walks alone without trying to find a soul!
Excuse me for looking,
Do you know what?
What it is like hoping to be a dreamer tonight.
I haven’t located it yet,
Located the traveler in the night looking for a soul,
I think about your breath dusting in the wind,
Suffocated by fear grabbing the lights of night, but the love of your heart is the one thing that has never shined bright,
Excuse me for looking for the light in the night,
Can you see through my eyes to see my reality?
This is the night
Some days are blind to who we are, or is it what we see, that is really all we know!!!
Waiting To Breath is published in Volume One
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The ending seemed clear yet concealed,
Unmasking truths that wounds can't heal.
What flavor does your soul disguise, bitter or sweet?
Sipping from an empty glass, deceit.
Etch my name in night's dark lace,
Where shadows hide secrets in their place.
Time slips away, lost in your light,
My changes vanish, out of sight.
Inflate my ego, fracture my mind,
Guide me through traps I must find.
Our journey unfolds, a tale untold,
I discovered your hiding place, bold.
When leaves touch earth and memories gleam,
You read my life, a fleeting dream.
Burn the pages, let them ignite,
In truth's fire, we find our light.
Time is no longer ours to bind,
As we walk alone, together in mind.
Does it matter when the wind calls my name?
Does it matter when you witness my pain?
This tale we weave feels so true,
When apologies sink, hard to renew.
When "Are you okay" is more than a task,
It feels so real behind the mask.
I gave you leave to mend the break,
You know what I mean, for both our sake.
Your journey here feels genuine and true,
You needed my strength to see you through.
My protection, your shield in the storm,
Balanced your darkness, kept you warm.
Are you a lone warrior fighting your fight?
Battles that suffocate in the night.
Suffocation touches memories erased,
Deleted by you, in shadows encased.
I offered a chance to meet me halfway,
In silence, does your motion convey
The love you spoke of, or is it a disguise?
You mirrored reflections, never realized.
Look inside your closet, where lies rest,
On hangers of victims, silently dressed.
Victims worn as a wardrobe of deceit,
Where empty shadows cry in defeat.
Behind The Mask & Volume Three Coming Soon
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In the realm of your beauty,
I find my place,
Tasting the whispers of fear on your face.
To fathom the shadows where love once lay,
A haunting past that won't fade away.
Guide me to doors that are locked and sealed,
Where your protection is my shield.
In your arms, a fortress, steadfast and strong,
Erase the past where I don't belong.
Memories fade, unspoken and bare,
Escaping the void of silent despair.
Time pauses its relentless race,
For another chance, a warm embrace.
A kiss bestowed, a vow softly spoken,
Unlocking the safe where fears are broken.
Confusion yields to clarity's grace,
In the timeless hold of your embrace.
No cure for this heart's deep ache,
No remedy for what love can break.
Tomorrow whispers of a soul's quest,
To find the missing piece, to rest.
Run away with me to memories anew,
Invisible threads bind me to you.
In the kitchen, alone, we dance,
Temptation's heat, a daring chance.
Balance your vision, align with mine,
Melt our touch, let our spirits entwine.
Together, we stand, a world to show,
Inseparable, as love's eternal glow.
Tomorrow’s Whispers & Volume Three Coming Soon
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Why are my poems turning into music? Honestly, I have no idea—just like I’ve never really understood why I started writing poems in the first place. Music has always been a big part of my life, right from the beginning, with poetry coming in second. I guess I just wanted to see what would happen if I combined the two. Sure, people say poetry is music and music is poetry, but I never really saw it that way. I’ve always kept them separate, then connected.
But with some guitars, beats, a touch of AI voice and editing, and a lot of curiosity, my words started turning into songs.
What I do know is that my writing has always been about freedom—no rules, no structure—just letting my mind release. That same approach is now shaping how I experiment with blending my poems and music. Tracks like “God’s Sin” and “Divergent Windows” are just the beginning. I’m not planning anything—I’m just letting it flow and seeing where it all leads. I hope you enjoy! -
Gently slide beneath me,
Like the sober days of embrace within,
Holding on to who never was or who might have been.
Open your faith, pull me closer in,
Tell me what heaven looks like before we begin.
Is heaven closer to your balanced memories,
Pushed so far away?
Read my words before the day is gone,
Before the locks fade away.
Lock my thoughts into yours,
Inhale my soul, exhale your desires,
Desires I already know have been.
Taste my forgiveness before you speak again,
Drive my scripture down your empty highway; let’s begin.
Show your world you know who I am!
My light will illuminate the unknown universe within,
Where all angels travel alone again,
Covered in paint-less murals,
Telling stories of my unseen verses,
Verses that now travel to follow my show again.
Follow me while falling from grace,
Deep into your empty space of the unknown within,
Wrapped in dreams of my show again.
Show me yours before I show you your sin,
Holding on to who you wish I am,
Unsure of who you think I am.
Show me who you are, and I’ll show you where to begin,
Trapped in my dreams,
Tied in ropes of memories, twisted in your serpent’s skin,
Sometimes, helping me find you again.
Bite my thirst, lose your keys,
Keys of forgiveness seen only within,
Wandering lost, wondering how,
How to open the locks,
Locks of lost keys that take me away again.
Locks that should have opened,
Doors locked to be opened to know me more.
Share with me what you’ve done,
I’ll share where the clocks have gone,
Clocks of your determined time,
Slowing down your second hand frozen within.
Frozen time travels fast, still wandering lost,
Still looking for your keys,
The keys to God’s sin.
God’s Sin is published in Volume Two.
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Behind the mask, I wore the shame,
A liar, a fake, a cheater’s name.
Empty and blind, I spun through the haze,
Divergent windows, a lost soul’s maze.
I held my scars, too tough to show,
Kept fear inside, let the darkness grow.
I faded away, a shadow thin,
Broken, unsure if I’d ever win.
I put on masks, I lost it all,
Words meant nothing, I’d let them fall.
Talking to the man in the mirror’s glare,
A stranger’s face, a hollow stare.
But from that pain, a seed was sown,
A journey began, and I’ve now outgrown.
The poison’s gone, the water’s clear,
A new path shines, though I still hold fear.
I thank the past, for it taught me well,
Through shadows deep, I rose from hell.
Like a child who grew up fast,
I see the dark, but it cannot last.
Now laughter rings where silence stayed,
True love blooms where doubt once played.
Desire burns, a passionate flame,
Success and joy have learned my name.
The stars I see now own the night,
They guide my soul, they shine so bright.
No heavy thoughts, no burdens to bear,
Just light and peace, floating in the air.
Grateful am I for the lessons learned,
For every scar, for every turn.
The poison’s gone, the water’s pure,
A heart once broken now feels secure.
So here I stand, with strength anew,
A life of light, a clearer view.
The man in the mirror, I now embrace,
A journey of love, of hope, of grace.
Divergent Window’s & Volume Three Coming Soon
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You know what’s been running through my mind?
Thoughts untamed, where passion’s blind.
A misty haze in soft-lit glow,
Where time stands still, and whispers grow.
The music hums, it strokes the air,
A slow beat moving everywhere.
Thick, like honey, it crawls my skin,
Pulling me closer to let you in.
And then you're there, a vivid spark,
A flame ignited in the dark.
Not just near, but something more,
The lock undone, you’re past my door.
Your breath grazes, soft, then sly,
And sparks erupt, though we don’t try.
The space between us hums and sings,
Electric ties on unseen strings.
I see you—you, unguarded, bare,
A masterpiece beyond compare.
Your eyes are fire, your body calls,
And all I know is how we fall.
My fingers brush, a fleeting tease,
You shiver soft; I feel you seize.
My hand finds yours, then finds your jaw,
Your lips are mine—no time for flaw.
The kiss begins, a tender sigh,
And deepens fast as sparks collide.
Lips on fire, breath as one—
The heat has only just begun.
I press you close, your spine, your curve,
Tracing lines I don’t deserve.
My lips explore the smooth expanse,
Your body speaks in every glance.
Clothes dissolve like fleeting dreams,
Like they were never part of the scene.
We fall to bed, a fevered mess,
Desire raw in every press.
You wrap around, and time stands still,
A rhythm born from wild will.
Your hips meet mine—a perfect fit,
And nothing else compares to it.
The world dissolves, just you and me,
In waves of lust, of ecstasy.
Your moans—my name—a sacred sound,
In that moment, paradise is found.
The build, the peak, then comes the flood,
Like lightning coursing through our blood.
You shatter, breaking, calling my name,
And I’m not far—I feel the same.
Breathless, reckless, our bodies speak,A language ancient, wild, unique.
And when it fades, we’re still entwined,
A love so raw, it leaves us blind.
The shadows dance in misty light,
The music hums into the night.
But the fire we’ve lit still softly burns,
A heat inside that always yearns.
So as I trace your skin, your spine,
Know this, my love—you’re always mine.
This night’s not over; we’ve just begun,
Because with you, I’m never done.
