I feel lighter than normal...

finally! my first piece since September. this one revolves around my recent emotional issues.

hopefully its on par with my other pieces and dosnt showcase any writing rust i may have

Emptiness

Sever happiness with tearful discontent, swallowed whole by misery, i lay at agonies feet.
I Walk along the shattered visions of a better life, riving in heartache, crying with defining sorrow.
Empty soul and lifeless eyes, I carry this burden. Pleas fall def, life goes on as I suffocate.
Doomed to feel hollow, a mire shadow of what once was

Soulful thoughts 2: Dream Chronicles

another very dissapointing but interesting dream ive had


Last night marked the most emotionally cruel dream ive had. I was at some sort of outdoor gathering and BBQ with my old classmates and friends. I was sitting with my back to the wall, staring at the sky. Then she came. ___ in all her natural beauty. We spoke for a little while, i stood up and we embraced. She said to me something like “have you learnt your lesson trying with me?” or “are you going to try harder with me?” as i held her, i was lost for words but i managed to mutter “yes i will”. I and she headed to the BBQ. While on our way, i explained that although i write, its hard to describe her. I still feel there is 60% of her im still yet to describe (dream figures). After the festivities, i woke up. I looked around, hugely disappointed. I honestly said out loud once i woke “aw that was so cruel”

The Grass aint always greener

This was written based on current happenings in my life. written with a bitter taste in my mouth though, i believe its one of my best works. i hope all who read it will enjoy it.

Hypocrisy of the new world

Hypocritical propaganda falls from your every word

Narcissistic ego drowns out all but your own mind

A slave to something you wish you were

Force feeding self-lavished beliefs to those who care

Fuelled by your smug self-absorption as you lead us to the Promised Land

With every lie bringing you closer to personal nirvana, we fade to nothingness

With every lie, we blindly follow

untitled love poem

this is a concept piece i just got done with. its based around my first real experince with feeling for someone. again, i may be a bit rusty but the feeling is there.

As our eyes met, my world stood still, you laughter, your sweet serenity, the swansong to my heart. 

Your smile brought bliss, an unmatched radiance. With you, every day is a better tomorrow.

The moments bare a space in time, every memory brings me right back.

Every smile and laugh carved in the chronicles of my past. Fading but never gone

Stage fright

this piece was written shortly after 'vivid dreams of the longing' i went for the theatrical and dramatic with this one. 

the stage 

My heart pulses, synchronized to selfish agony,

Hollow despair writes the melody To my implosion, the soundtrack to my life.

Each line imbedded in my past disappointments, a lyrical massacre.

i take the stage, looking to find only shadows,

applauding my demise as they beg for an encore. The blackened crescendo draws my act to a close,

My final bow draped in sadness as the curtain seals my fate, a life sworn to failure, a life I lead 

Im Back

Hey everyone, im back. this being my first entry since july i believe. with my recent family issues and emotional decline, its been difficult to keep up with everything. on the other hand, those issues have brought me back here. i will be uploading my recent pieces and hope to be blogging alot more. i think this page is due for a new look too.. stay tuned

soulful thoughts 1: The puppetry of modern music

hey guys! this is my last entry for a week or so. i thought id talk about something thats bothered me for a while now and that is, modern mainstream music. i didnt intend on writing a rant but i guess thats out the window now. ive never really been a mainstream kinda guy, never really listening to the radio as its always been garbage to me. fast forward to 2010-2011, the garbage has gotten worse. now it seems as if talent has taken a further back seat to sexuality. turning on any music television means being bombarded by horsed faced, lady boy whores who try to look hot by convulsing.... i mean dancing, looking like truck stop hookers. i wouldnt have a problem if they were hot but come on! lol. its made worse by two factors, number 1: they can hardly sing and 2 most of them dont write their own songs. take Rihanna and her 'song' california king bed for example. not only did she not write the song but its not even reminiscent of her style. dispite all these factors, their still referred to as artists . they are far from artists, more so a marketing ploy. another thing ive noticed is all this techno inspired bullshit. a computer rendered beat put to lyrics and vocals. even former big players in RnB such as: Usher, beyonce and others have conformed to this. a stand out in my mind is pitbull. the guy sucks balls but yet people adore him. hes lyrical genius includes lines like 


'I can see that you like to be sexy, sexy
I can see that you like that you nasty girl
I can see that you like to be sexy, sexy
I can see that you like that you nasty girlYou're one nasty girl'


i mean come on! this dickbag has no creative talent at all. hes just as generic as anyone else. all the rage with lyrics these days is talking about 'da clubs' and 'droppin it low' and 'look at me with my undeserved sense of accomplishment' what the fuck is going on? who really are the artists here? the douche bags who preform this junk? my vote goes to the people working the mixers. the fact that most anyone can walk into a studio with half assed lyrics and no vocal talent and can make a number one record is sick. music used to be about passion and talent, so what is it about now?