Scribes from a Muse
The Written Poetry Collection
Wheat, Witty, of What Wheatley
In my generation I have seen, many of poet’s shout and scream, talk of various subjects to me, complications yet to be solved by any means. Thus excuse my tartness madam Wheat, You incur the wrath of my wit tighter than your composition sheet. For words that fabric...
What does it mean to be a Man?
I come from a place where I face this problem, I’ve squandered lots of time calculating it down to the nearest dollar. A dilemma that puzzles me day in and day out, through in and though out. Every where I goes, sometimes I just want to shout. I want to...
Until the Ink Drys…!
- The day had arrived where the funds were finally mailed to me, a Washington Mutual check I waited for impatiently. Assumption at birth’s excitement consumed my thoughts. Riots of colors for all the things that I bought. Rampage ecstatic engulfed in positive light,...
Unnoticed Beauty = Tedious love!
Though the endeavors to fulfill everlasting love have been strenuous, the thought of beauty can be a manipulating force; for that even those who are already in a state of perfection are deprived of this priceless luxury. For the pain of loneliness has multiplied in...
Time As I Knew It!
Although I trouble to remember, it all made sense to me, the discrepancy I had with God 20 millennia ago back on time you see. Lifetime after lifetime, millennia after next, intergalactic reincarnation step by step. Only after much maturation that took many karmic...
The Times
I remember the time where I would turn on the TV, and there be a show I’d love to sit down to see, returning back form the restaurant where China man sold me, 4 chicken wings for a dollar and a bottle tea. I remember the day where the train fair was a dollar,...
The Power of Change
Living is learning how and when to move on to bigger, better, and greater things. Living is learning how to evolve mentally and extract from pass experiences, the bulk of what life lessons had to teach us. It is giving in, and giving away the correct things at...
The Jade Dragon Silk Brocade
- Auspiciousness of the God's embroidered dragon, weaved on peony jaded silk fabric. Declared mandate, and Confucius will, dragon brocade until. - Moonlight night and equinox's eclipse manage to lie down and stay sit, that all the fabrics that came to be, it...
The Gem
- Out of all things on this Earth I was meant to be, “The Gem” is what I was born to be. It was an authentic inner material was an auspicious glow; no research of this could be found nor told. The world worships this divine as though a looking glass, notices all “The...
The Drone!
Everybody is the same. Everybody has no identity, how come I’m not the same way? Is there something wrong with me? Men like women. Women like men. How come I’m not the same way is there something wrong with me? Women gossip with each other on subjects...
The SAUCE of the Chinese Chicken Wang!
It was the glaze molasses of sweet honey suckle tang, combined with MSG smothered upon the Chinese Chicken Wang. Slowly cooked within the kitchen of the oriental flavor, tickled my taste buds beyond all abnormal behavior. Watching the China-man create such a majestic,...
That’s Why you Fell!!!
In and out and all about, throughways all in a pout; this entire attitude, unnecessary shout... That why you fell! Walker in heels in the winter snow, spent time to blow, words at those who know how to dress practical. You and the ground now have a personal...
Strength From the Root
I dedicate this poem to all of the influential and opening minded women I have met along in my travels. I also dedicate this poem to all of the women in the world that wished for the beauty of long silky hair as well as those, who hair will never be the same due to...
Spring Romance
- A week alone in the house of bricks and stone, super vision has left, for springtime has shown. Vacations alas, swept throughout the air, my company arrives there. -As planned, time spent with the love one, embraces me and then some. Hands embrace my thighs,...
Shigoto Boi Hui Lai (Work Boy, come back to me!)
Work time; changes my mind, enlightens my heart for a boy I hope recognizes mine. A same work schedule from 1:30 to 6, gazing passionately to covertly satisfy an itch. Love sees opportunity, but conciousness sees action, more day dreams of utter satisfaction. ...