Category poems

Poem: Fields of Dreams

  I stand in the fields In the midst of me is nothing but a dream A state of awaken Yet asleep My hair flows from the wind between My soul is thirsty It hungers for the deep ends of my dreams As drums my heart beats to the sound The sound from the call […]

Poem: Disguised as Blood

Got to take care of my own Others don’t know what I know One chair in a room Four walls covered within That’s my safe place from the wolves Out in the forest they roam I run to my home in the woods Greeted by the words of those at home But safety I feel […]

Poem: Modern Day Slaves

Slaves to our master Which will you serve? Dragged through the streets Robots alike Subway rats we creep Obligated to the call of the streets Signs lead us to our destruction Given the plastic to keep us caged Caged in our debt amounted to nothing We attribute emotions to material possessions We walk the ground […]

Poem: The Anger I Feel

Can’t react to this anger, Built inside ready to blow, Gets me so mad, People supposed to be an example, Yet after years they remain the same, Trying to influence me today, But they can’t because I trust no one, This anger is real, I want to lash out, But deep down inside I need to […]

​POEM: PART OF THE TEAM

Your part of the team, they say Your one of us, they said One for all, they declared All for one, was said But when the time arrived, I saw No team was left, by my side Only me, myself and I, was all Where was the team? I called All gone astray, I saw […]

Poem: To The Primo I Never Knew

To the primo I never knew To live and die by the gun The calling of the streets Crawling under the rug The subway rats creeping in the fog Catch you slipping like a deep sleep Fingers on the trigger light up the streets For a moment reality creeps in A fight breaks out from […]

POEM: MY LIPS REMAIN SEALED

My lips remain sealed Do real people really exist? Can you trust someone with your dreams? Truth breakers roam the streets Found in your homes from those closer to thee Enemies afar off Yet the snake is close Does a genuine smile really exist? Do they hold onto your thoughts? Or spill them as quick […]