Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Substitute


He steps out for air
It is time for a smoke
He craves the nicotine
Yet what he exhales
Is electronic.

It is Thursday night
Happy hour about to start
He is not allowed to drink
It has the same color
Apparently with the taste
Of what he is aiming for.

What then is the point
To root for a substitute
Is it so hard to swear off
We need familiarity that
suits.

A discrepancy between
What is and what seems.

Using this word to replace another
Perhaps one to soothe the torture
Finding excuses to justify actions
A lie in disguise enough to comfort.

He decides to go cold turkey
It is harder but at least
He is not pretending
He feels his truth, forgets the substitute
He learned what passive smoking means
And as of late,
Apple juice had become his drink.



Sunday, May 25, 2014

Dance



Dance
Like you do not have a care
In the world
Dance
Like it is the only thing you care about
In this world
Of all ages
From many
Different places
We come together
Just for you
We become one
Tonight
For this music
We all love
To pursue
We are Generation Sven
You create the magic
And we are here
To dance.


Saturday, May 24, 2014

Inked



The ink you have seen
My love for you
Rooted
Deep under my skin
There you remain
For always
I will be willing
To suffer

A temporary pain
For a permanent friend.



Sunday, May 18, 2014

Limited



Only thirty-six
Choose wisely
The next shot
Will be
The one
Worth
Documenting.

Others
You will have to
Remember
Force yourself
To lock down
In a corner
Smiles
Landscapes
Dinners

Which one
Is good
Enough
To treasure.

Technology
Took that option out
Click away
Because
No longer
Are you
Limited
Go on
Take another
Until you
Satisfy
Your desire.

Limitless
And you
Thought
You would
Achieve more
Everything valuable
Will all be stored

But what irony

Now there is
Too much
Information
Drowning
And confused
About what is
Precious.

Rather
Back to
Limited
There is less joy
In limitless

Being deprived
You had more
By having one alone
It mattered more
Because ultimately

Rather
Chosen wisely
Than have
One too many.



Unfinished



I will not show it
Just yet
It is not ready
To be framed
Just yet
A work in progress
It is still a mess
She is fast
She peeks at it
Beams
And holds it
It is perfect as it is
Unnecessary to polish it
Because
It is already
Beautifully completed
Right now,

Unfinished.



Thursday, May 15, 2014

Orange



My orange dress
I wore it last
That night
My soul you undressed

I was in love
With all of you
You stripped it down
Claiming we
Belonged to you.

I am reclaiming
What is mine,
What has always been
Mine

I take a vow
I wear it now
This dress I love
My color of love

Dedicate it to
Ours to adore

The one
Given from above.



Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Embellished





If truth needs a version, you are already lying.



Monday, May 12, 2014

The kick




Now she speaks,
My cold hands
Feel 
The warmth
Of his kick
Saying hello
For the first time
I am euphoric
For this nephew of
Mine
And already
I know
Since that first day
I prayed for you, I saw
Though we have not
Met yet
We are already
Connected 
And always
I will come through
Across this wall 
Of I love you.



Thursday, May 8, 2014

Night Owl




The dark hours
Provide
My light
The best of me
Pops up
At night
A disco nap
Before I go out
Elated
Once the bass
Doles out
Energetic
'Til after dawn
I will continue
As long as
The music is on
And once I
Flit home
My morning song:
Streets in silence
Still playing techno.




Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Music



All meaning is lost, when
Traumatized
By what One loves the most
I could not listen anymore --
What had always
Made me feel alive
From then on
Left me
Trembling on the floor
Just a sound
I would break down
Just a bang
I would go numb

How do I brave on
When my reason
To be
Veered from eternity
To treason.

I could not, I reckoned
Unless I decided;
I still deserve the best,
I stated.

The path to recovery
Is a wretched one
But find one
Even a rose
With too many thorns
Equals a princess
That soldiered on

I discovered
That I was able to once more
Write lyrics
To the tracks
That set me
Back on track

That I alone
Can possibly
Understand

The essence of
Its existence
The true meaning
Of one's being --

Brick by brick
Building me up to the music;
So not only can I listen
But here I am,


Dancing again.




Monday, May 5, 2014

Seat taken





What about stability,
He asked.
This is it,
I said;
As I left my seat
Never turning back
My head.




Saturday, May 3, 2014

A decade here



Here
Revisiting

Places and former feelings
Investing in a past
In the present that is
Anything but sad

I get some flashbacks and laugh
And others I ought to see past.

God willing

How I found myself
Here again
Still asking
How that could happen
However

No longer is my spirit broken

My life still filled with
Those memories

Though for a while
All they did was
Hinder me

Time and healing
Worked wonders

And I have been free

Today
Created moments
I can call my own
And mine alone.

As I peek at that past
Living
In the here and now
I am stoked for
What is coming up

Perhaps
A decade in the making

But maybe God wanted me thinking

My eyes have matured
But being a child at heart
Will forever be my nature.


Thursday, May 1, 2014

Icy fire



In my mind
I go round in round
Bathing in fire
My heart for you never tires.