Peeling Off The Cover

Begging for mercy.

People think of him as a criminal.

He was never worthy.

Give him a paintbrush.

He will paint the night skies in silence.

Every stroke of the brush with one simple touch.

Makes the colors of the rainbow vibrant.

Underestimated he was.

People who pass him will judge.

Although, he is lonely.

He could drown in his paintings.

His face was a bit stern.

But he was just a person who was willing to learn.

Walked around in the streets of San Francisco.

Looking like a killer.

He was really finding where inspiration goes.

Submit his work to an art gallery.

Hoping his dreams can be a reality.

Walked into a room full of prestige.

The stone cold eyes made his body freeze.

Looked at each individual with a bold face.

Wondering what hell that he never gave. 

As he walked out of the rich room slowly.

The noble men and women turned to the painting on the wall instantly.

He thought the painting was a mockery to society.

The eyes were drawn to the light strokes.

Stared at the eyes of the homeless man.

Saw the culture of San Francisco and was shocked.

The mayor of San Fran was jaw dropped.

To find his city painted so brilliantly.

Zoomed into the bottom corner of the painting and read the man’s name written so gently. 

He will announce the talented man’s name as soon as possible.

hundreds took pictures with their mobile.

Regret suddenly depicted in their snotty faces.

To talk to him with disgrace. 

Thinking what he was doing was a distaste.

The mayor thought he should get paid. 

He turned around and told his men to get the talent. 

They saw him outside at a parking lot so vacant. 

Told him to go to the mayor. 

He was shocked and thought this was major. 

The mayor asked him how much his painting was for. 

Tears dropped down to the ground; this was a happy galore. 

He asked the mayor how much he offered. 

The mayor said five hundred thousand dollars. 

From then on, his life changed a ton. 

He painted the whole world to post in the gallery. 

The crowd saw emotions in his painting happily. 

His dream spread its wings in the light. 

As he continued to show off his paintings at night. 

A Woman’s Pride

Make up your mind and follow.

Patch up the wound and let the memory of him flow.

Out of your head and into the wind.

Let the memory flow swiftly through the forest which echoes.

Find happiness through the branches which grows.

Strong woman you are; never let a man say that you aren’t.

The whole world will know your beauty one day.

Don’t let his sinful mouth bring you down.

You will be defeated and he will wear his crown.

Beat the highest mountain you can find and fly.

Away from the misery which was kept behind these thick walls.

Leaves you shameless and defeated.

It wasn’t you that needed; it’s him that needed.

Last time you pleaded.

You apologize for the times he had treated.

You badly and still you were addicted to staying.

What I am saying is…

Follow your brain as well as your heart.

Or your pride will fall apart.

The Future

The future is going to be a bittersweet moment I will be devouring.
It’s time to climb the highest tower.
To complete my ultimate desires.
To recover from the past.
To have a present that had dashed.
The future is in my hands.
Open up the envelope that reveals my fate.
Reveal the future that I will taste.
Oh! How I wanted to taste this good fate for so long.
It tingles with sweetness and glistens with happiness in the mouth which I am allowed to speak.
The feet that was provided for me to climb the highest peak.
The hands had been flourished from the chances I didn’t seek.
The future I hold in the hands that are now flourished.
Will allow me to get away from the emotional damage.
Past and present is an obstacle for the future.
A future that I know is coming for sure.
Untie these hands of mine and let it wander on this blank paper.
This paper will make my future happier.
The words will speak in a friendly voice.
To the public who is hoping for a choice.
I will carefully stroke my future with gentle and careful thoughts
No matter how much pain it will cost.
No matter how many friends will be lost.
The future is here to stay.
The past will be left in the back of my mind to decay.

Society Within Our Care

Saddle up in the high horse of violence.

Where people are chained up and tortured.

Where the man in the family; collecting enough bread in the family; gets shot up in the street.

Where children are left with nothing to eat.

When is the atrocity of violence going to end?

I am not writing this poem not to vent.

Just to plead.

If I have to get down on both knees.

So the society we live in can see peace.

Time of the essence; is time of the present.

It’s today; it’s the then and now.

Before the poor will bow.

To the feet of greed.

Before the food we feed our children demolish into thin air.

Society needs to care.

The world is our bounty of glory.

Don’t destroy it.

Walls Cavin’ In

I can’t breathe….
In the distance; the red sea….
Is the color of my color bleeding….
The roof covers my head; I want to leave….
The enemy inches closer….
They are complete imposters….
With their head so high, heart so low….
Makes my head hurt, heart so sore….
Countdown starts; walls. cavin’ in….
Rushing to get out before the enemy wins….
I could see their devilish grin….
The abandoned house will lie empty…..
Their souls becomes heavy on me…..
I don’t care about them….
They have caused pain….
Mistrust leads to pleads….
When the walls cave is when they will live in fear…..
Rush out of here with their bags full of evil sins….
The whiteness of goodness will clap…
For evilness will forever be trapped….
Leave them perish in an ocean of crap

Hopelessness

Words that was unspoken….
The heart that was always broken….
Tears that haven’t yet dried….
Sentences that she never typed…..
Lonely heart in a hollow space….
She knew she would never win the race….
She breathed fresh air as the wind flowed swiftly through her hair….
There should be happiness in her life…
But hopelessness was like a back being stabbed with a knife…

Whispers in her ears from the devil from afar…
Said, “don’t speak because it’ll leave a scar”.
The point of no return had welcomed her….
The signals of giving up; was coming for sure…
She felt hopelessness had trampled along….
Its too late to move on….
In too deep, her life was….
Didn’t tell anybody, with the fear of thinking they will judge….
Beyond the stars; these people flew…
She was not the rest, that’s all she knew….
The happiness melted through them like butter….
The darkness hovered over her like no other….
Her feet on the ground; with no sound

All she wanted was happiness but all she could see was hopelessness….. Staring in the distance, waiting for the feeling… Let the happiness seek through her skin and heal her completely

Trampled Over

Blood boiling in rage….
Things that people have said….
Makes me want to fight with all of my might….
My mind goes completely blank….
As people throw punches at my heart, thinking they are high at rank….
The unfairness in my life….
Got me to think twice….
Trust no one but myself….
Cradle my thoughts in an ice cold quilt….
Makes me think of the evilness I live in…..
They camaflouge themselves in a sweet smile….
Trampled over me with insults, made their day worthwhile….
Pure innocence was disguised…..
As they torched my soul with mean remarks….
Made me seem do dark….
Others are scared of the wrong person….
Their looks was full of discern….
Eyes pointed at me felt like I was burning…
I, myself, was trampled over….
It hurt like a mother fucker

Stars in My Eyes

Secretly I became fear itself.
Raging out like the god of war.
Thinking that my mind can be stored in the shelf.
My mind wants to soar.
Creative artwork spread along the empty dining room table.
To make this piece of art come to life I might be capable.
Signing my name in cursive on the pages that I wrote on is my dream.
Making my dream shiny and gleam.
I am a glimpse of my future.
As I journey through the forest in the present.
Anyone who wants to go against it.
Will have to fight through the barriers of my walls.
I am now ready to leave this place of emptiness to spark the fire that had been laying low for so long.
I will never have to look at the stars in the skies.
Because the stars are implanted in my eyes.

The Past

I thought you were here.
As I looked back and tracked my steps the vision wasn’t clear.
You left me in a splint second.
Said you would be back but you got me beggin.
My efforts was not good enough for your heart to love in return.
Thank you for the no concern.
Of my well being.
For leaving.
The images of you I see in every corner.
I should’ve left you sooner.
I didn’t know what my friends told me.
Because I was blind for my eyes to see.
You stole my integrity.
You stole my heart.
Every guy that passes me by I just shook away.
Because I thought you were here to stay.
I’m appalled of what just happened between us.
There was never a moment where you had lust.
I looked through your eyes and found no love.
Even when I try to get you to open up.
I was never enough.
So long to you and your new woman.
This time you never ran.
According to your wedding band on the hand that never met my hand.
For now I will be careful of who I give my heart to.
Because of you I only love a few.

What Are We

I am asking what are we for a reason.
I want to know this one important question.
Are you going to change girls like the change of season?
I have to know I’m all yours.
This is no chorus for a song.
This is not a trip so long.
This is a question that determines our fate.
So answer this question with faith.
I want to know.
You need to show.