Greater, Better, Wise

Can I escape

Into a serene happiness

That glows brighter than the stars

That shines brighter than the sun

It escapes our grasps

It is too beautiful for this place

So it hides

Far away

Until we are greater,

Better,

Wiser,

Than before

Than yesterday,

Than tomorrow

It needs space

It can never grow here

Because we have not learned

We have not grown to fly

So we stay cemented

Away from what is beautiful

Far from what is gracious

We are metamorphosing

Slowly with the great leading

We are stifled

When the fearful hold control

So the beautiful

It runs

Away from what is failing

Far from what is falling

Until we are greater,

Better,

Wiser,

Than before

Than yesterday,

Than tomorrow

For were starting to learn

We wither into fall

That turns into winter

And here our flowers die

We haven’t found ways

To keep them beautiful

Preserving them in the unwise

So we haven’t passed the test

There’s no indication that were headed for the best

So it must wait

Until we are greater,

Better,

Wiser,

Than before

Than yesterday,

Than tomorrow

Why do we lose the butterflies

The angels

The trees

They sadly miss us

Everything is praying for our success

It lays somewhere deep

Implanted into our memory

Unsure of what can turn it on

But there’s great possibility

To be lovely

To be wonderful

To be beautiful

But we can’t

Until we are greater,

Better,

Wiser,

Than before

Than yesterday,

Than tomorrow

My Dream Box

I put my dreams into a box
So I could keep them safe
So I could remember a part of me I may forget
I put my dreams into a box
To hold for keeps
So that I still had belief
When it may be burned away
So I put my dreams into a box
So I could hold me dear—
when I feared that you would lose belief----
that I could ever be


My special box
May be a way
To shave the doubt and pave a way
To dream like children
To dream like friends
To remember a past
That had been buried and packed
So I put my special box way up high
I put it where the birds all fly----
where butterflies have to come to play


I put my dreams into a box
I grab them only when I wear my gloves
They’re my precious
They’re my perfect
My endless self wrapped far away
A piece of me that may live and lust
A way from hate, away from the darkest gate
So that I can believe that some good was true
So that a part of me will always remain bloomed
So I put my dreams into a box
Where I’ll find them when my luck is lost


My special box
May be a way
To shave the doubt and pave a way
To dream like children
To dream like friends
To remember a past
That had been buried and packed
So I put my special box way up high
I put it where the birds all fly----
where butterflies have to come to play


My shining mother you stand so bright
We think of you with the greatest delight
Although you feel worthless and a bit incomplete
You are more than anything that I see
So grow dear butterfly
And bloom till your best
You’re making a journey that is a worthy test
If you see what we do than you’ll start to believe
That you are so special and mighty as can be
So grow dear butterfly
And push past your fear
Because were all rooting for you and love you so dear


My special box
May be a way
To shave the doubt and pave a way
To dream like children
To dream like friends
To remember a past
That had been buried and packed
So I put my special box way up high
I put it where the birds all fly----
where butterflies have to come to play

The World Follows Me

The world follows me
In anticipation
The world watches me
With a broken heart
And were all nervous
For failure may prevail
The world knows what I can do
What I can be
They find hope
In their eyes
In their hearts
Their prayers are limited
Some wish for me to fail
Some wish for me to crawl
But my mind guides
With courage it proceeds
And the world watches


The world follows me
Following,
Watching closely with their eyes
Do they hate me?
Or do they love ever so?
They punish me for my crimes
What do I do?
With so much to prove
I’m willing to save
I want to jump
The world waits
Patiently
Calmly
To see if I fail,
To see if I fall,
If I don’t,
We are all lost
If I do,
We all travel to greater paths;
And the world will be watching
From every direction


The world follows me
My shoulders have become so numb
I’m nervous,
I’m shaky,
For everyone sits upon my arms,
I know the best way
Or so I believe it to be
I could guide the way through
Not stepping on another’s path
Not forcing others to join
But accepting,
And respecting each other’s choices
That is how we trek
That is how we co-exist
This is the message I preach
The message I stand to teach
An as you lay on my shoulders
I’ll give encouragement
To keep your treks;
And the world will be watching
From every direction


The world follows me
Because we are all lost
All neutral in our pursuits
We are stuck in uncertainty,
Cemented in our own doubts
But here up on my back
I’ll take each of you
In all you’re ugliness
In all your beauties
An well follow,
An separate,
An journey,
Where you will follow
Out of the dungeon
And into the light
That’s where the world will be watching,
Waiting,
Ready;
And the world will be watching
From every direction










Rocky.

Little Glass Box

I’m looking at the world
In my little glass box
Helpless to help
Helpless to assist
I want to give
To the people in the east

I want to clear up the mess

In the west
And I'm trying
And I'm searching

For understanding

For solutions

I’m looking at the world
In my little glass box
I see so much unsurity
We are all in need of a cure

To lend a hand

To help our fellow man
We need to make a difference
To make steps towards forgiveness

I’m looking at the world

In my little glass box

I’m making plans

To resurrect new commands

Joining all our religions

Bringing all our fathers

To connect us

So that one day

We are all seen as brothers

I’m looking at the world

In my little glass box
I can see monsters

I can see villains

They come in the night
They bring the evil

Into our homes

Onto our good plights

They don’t care to reprimand
They do not wish to give a hand
They hate all colours
And don’t care

To be our brothers

I’m looking at the world

In my little glass box
Trying to use my brush
To paint the world in love
I think its working
Though I think it’s failing
My heart hurts
To see our people cry
How far can I reach?’

To touch you

To make you smile

I want to hold you

Fill you with belief

In tomorrow

In the future

That we will one day

Reach a prosperous peak

I’m looking at the world

In my little glass box

Looking at our people cry

They are dying for new lives

And praying for an escape

But there stuck

In a place that keeps them low
Where people are limited

And can never

Rise to be strong

Saving them will be of great risk

But I’ll break this bubble

I’ll break my box

I’ll come to you

I’ll give you comfort

And spread the peace

Providing you with a release

One day our world
Will be led by the good

Obama was a start

To building a united home

Rocky.

The Co-Existing Butterfly

Just for a second
I was over it
For a second
I was under it
It lasted
Only for awhile
Before it escaped
Out the window
And into the chaos
It faded
Into invisibility
Where the letters lost meaning
And humanity lost face
I forgot it
My memory didn’t allow me to keep it
As the cross dropped-
To the ground,
And the bible lost face
I realized oh so profoundly
That I was questioning my being,
My faith,
My existence,
Who was there for me?
In the shadows when I fell
The lonesome dark stole me
More times than I remember
In its arms I grew
With sturdy courage
Away from the church teachings
I found something special
Something worth believing for
It wasn’t the love that lost me
It wasn’t the hate that drowned me,
It was peace,
But far better than that word,
I wanted to spread it
To give to you
To share it with my fellow sister
Because I felt better with it
Than without
It cuddled me with sincerity
And treated me respectfully
It turned me away from judgment
And let me fly,
Dream,
Search on my own
The answers came
In the form of colours,
Shapes,
And lights
It was beautiful,
Because here we all are trekking
Here we are all learning
Showering our days with compassion;
This is what we have longed for
What we have wished,
Desired and,
Wanted
And in this peaceful corner of the universe
I am forever captured
You will too
As I,
Feel this
You will lose the selfish caterpillar
And grow to the giving butterfly,
Where co-existence flutters,
And grows within our hearts

Rocky.

Bittersweet Bubble

Where do I put this hurt?

It’s so bad

It’s so bad

Others far worse than I
Yet I feel
I have this relentless ache
Like I died,
Like I’ve cried a million times,
Where can I go?
To put this all aside
There’s a loss so bad
That I can’t shake,
I can’t lock it,
I can’t run it,
There’s no freedom in my heart
Love has abandoned me;
Fate has brought us together
And it has torn us apart

My cupid has failed me
If he has a gun,
Shoot me,
I need its metal bullet
To crush my existing heart
This sorrow hits sourly,
I am hate,
The hate that burns
It wishes my heart away;
I am an eternal emptiness
Drifting into a sickening seclusion
I do not want reality,

Everything is so real there

All it gives me is falsity

In its hopeless bubble I am lost

It forces me to believe

It forces me to realize

That I am alone

That he is gone,

And I am here,

Wishing him back
Like a pathetic fool,
I ponder him,
When he’s already far gone
When his lips have erased my name
I’m still here
Wrapped
Cradled in this mess

Plagued with questions

Responded by with empty answers

They haunt me

They tease me

They rip me apart

And leave me for dead

I climb

I claw

To leave this place

But it’s a long prison sentence
That may forever have my heart;
It hasn’t numbed yet,
It remains,
It stays,
Forever bittersweet

Rocky.
To My Dear Sweet JB..The Bittersweet endings of a relationship are always tough and for some the wounds are everlasting, may your wisdom, strength and compassion help you to get through this tough time..Im Here XxX

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Rocky.

Butterflies Eyes

Running free
Running to be
The eyes watching

The eyes protecting me

I paint skies

I live in lies

I play in love

I play in freedom

Light of angels

Singing to me

I kiss them

They kiss me

We live in clouds

We live in oceans

We are spiritual

A piece of beauty

A piece of me


My perfect painted world
I believe in it
It believes in me
Close my eyes
Its there
Welcoming me
Climbing trees
A child again
Living
Breathing
Purity takes me
I am alive
I am free


The roses kiss me
The lilies take scars
Pirates of love
Whisk me away
Drowned me in jewelry
Drowned me in waves
A ship of dreams
Built in my mind
A fantasy drawn
With eagles eyes
Mother’s fairy tales
They are alive
A discovery
A heavenly place

Rocky.

Today I Had a Thought

Today I have a great thought.
Today I want to inspire.
Today I want to create beauty.
but beauty from pain
and saddness.

Today I have a great thought,
Here we are, all alone.
Or so we think.
All walking,
Running,
Wandering,
On our own self-journeys,
across the street,
across the City
across the Country
and into the Universe.
Where each of us is in search,
Of finding a new us
A new you
A perfect path.

Today I have a great thought,
That each of us are special,
That each of are unique,
Do not feel lost in despair
Do not feel fear in confusion,
We have something alive in each of us
A special purpose
And meaning to create
Build on what is negative
And grow from what is positive.
Metamorphis,
Into the butterflies that we are
So today I have a thought,
That we keep the wander
Keep this pursuit
One day we shall all find that little piece,
Corner,
And half
Of happiness.
Tucked so perfectly within our trek.


Rocky.

"I Had A Dream"

As Martian Luther King once said, "I Have A Dream," I too have encountered this wonderful and awakening dream,

I had a dream once that I could save the world, I began writing, continuously on end; writing without hesitation, of beautiful lands, of co-existence, of peace, of brotherhood and unity, of a way for humanity to drop the swords and raise the flower……..
In this dream my words became the magical ingredient to assisting humanity with their hopes, dreams and beliefs to discovering a means to a peaceful co-existence.


In this dream I wrote of our struggles, of our daily confusions, doubts and discouragements. I shared our passions for happiness and love and our distain for heartbreak and loss.


In this dream I realized that I wanted to create a world that symbolized you and me, that spoke to each of us and that compelled one another to self-empowerment. I realized that this dream became my reality, that it wasn’t all just a dream but a mirror of what I was feeling and desiring to tell and share.


In the end I painted a story with words outlining everything a human being encounters on our individual journeys.


It was upon these great dreams that I prompted to write and write and write until the pen could give no more, until my paper ran dry and my mind was so overloaded by words it had to shut down.


I wrote endlessly through every encounter I experienced in my life and I began to write in the eyes of others and how I saw events and emotions of those closest and away from me. These pieces of work are all a collection of every observation and experience I have been able to be a part of. Now my dream has turned into a real reality where I can share these profound thoughts with you, whoever and whatever you may be.


I have always dreamed to be a musician or a poet, so in exchange for not having great technical structure and knowledge in either category I have come up with a new form of writing called “Poestry” an in-between of both. This is a parallel universe of writing where technical and knowledge become obsolete, and the power of the mind, pen and paper is allowed to wander off into its own unregulated fantasy.


I write with no structure in mind but instead let the words come through me and completely out of me. I find it is so important for an artistic mind to not have to be bombarded by structure and order, that is not what the word expression is about; it should solely be focused on the free-flowing connection of mind, body and soul through whatever develops in that experience.


With that connection we can allow ourselves to awaken the most vulnerable of ideas within us to create a magnificent portrait of all that surrounds our thoughts, actions and minds. We are most beautiful when left to openly express ourselves without confinements and restrictions, and this is what my writing will represent.


I leave you all with the thought that: words are one of humans most powerful gifts, if we use them properly we can display the most unimaginable beauty unto our fellow human beings and encourage them and ourselves to spread their words wonderfully around......May the power of the pen and paper be with you...




Rocky.

A Way to Dream, A Way to see

Oh univere
I want to hear you
Cry to me
Sing to me
Let me feel you
I ache for your touch
In my mind
I know it all
The answers are so beautiful
Tucked into my mind
Like a blanket over a child
My mind permits me to be here
I travel through you

Oh universe
The answers are unraveling
I know them oh so well
Like a story I have read a thousand times
I can feel it
I don’t understand it
I’ll humbly admit
And yet I have heard it all before
Somehow it’s unraveling within me
Touching me so profoundly
Oh universe
I am unsure of your plans
You have watched us grow
Helping us
Failing us
Hoping we learn
Are you so proud?
Are you so disappointed?
We have somehow separated
Into blacks,
Into whites, yellows and browns
Have we followed in your footsteps?
Or are we blinded by hate
We cannot accept difference,
In this small place in the universe
We are amongst hate
In the presence of true evil
Trekking on dark paths
When shall you interfere?
When shall we have a stance?
When will eyes change?

We need you bright leaders

One of us must stand

One of us has to take each colors hand

Grab each religions throat

And change it

Make our people see
There are other ways
We can all trek freely


Oh universe
Your eyes peer down
We can’t see you
Though at times we wish too
Do you know the end?
Is it coming near?
I wish to help humanity
I wish to make the message clear
To bring ease,
And comfort
To our people’s minds
Are you whispering in my ear?
I feel I know
I feel a duty to show
The world what’s in my mind
To show the world
That there can be a greater life
Oh universe I question these messages
That I believe your sending me so
It surrounds me with hope
I believe it
I feel in it
This universal message
So powerful it is


Oh universe,
You’re not easing me
Not one bit
I’m taken day by day
To another place
Far from here
That doesn’t free me to teach
They make me forget of your whispers
Oh universe,
This message escapes me
Day by day
I grow weary
I need you
I need you
When I lose hope
I know you can hear me
All of you up there
I question why you have chosen me
Why I am thinking all this
I am far beyond what I thought
What I believed I could be
What others believed in me
Oh universe,
I’m encapsulated
In your meaningful depth
That may just be our saving grace
For humanity,
For our world

Oh universe,
I feel different inside
Like something is moving me
Pushing me
Forcing me
To write
And speak
Like I have a duty to you
Like I have a duty to them
Sometimes I question myself,
Believing I shouldn’t be thinking this way

But I know it’s true,

I need to believe it’s true

Because it feels so good

It feels so right;

I need to make them believe

In something better than what is

Let the searchers search

Let the trekkers trek

And give them meaning
Not forced,
Not stifled
Or inflicted with fear
Let me provide a way
That can be understood
Oh universe,
Please,
Keep whispering into my ear,
I hear you,
I hear you,
Way up there


Rocky.

Can We Come To Terms With

Can we come to terms? With our inner struggle

We need to make peace in our minds

Can we come to terms?

With the fact that we are flawed

But we can strive to better ourselves

Can we come to terms?

With the fact that we are all human

That we can work through our doubts

Can we come to terms?

With our struggle to create war

With our constant tug of war

Between good and evil

Can we come to terms?

With our religious differences

That come from mans free-will

Can we come to terms?

With our ability to be ignorant

And our need to dominate others

Can we come to terms?

That we are all not the same

That our eyes see different ways

Can we come to terms?

With our need to go to war

That we are killing our brothers

And attaching Gods name to justify

Can we come to terms?

That we need to find better paths

That humanity needs our help

Can we manage to fulfill this task?

Can we come to terms?

That earth may live no more

If we stay set in making war

Well all perish till there is no more

Can we come to terms?

With all of that

And still not make a change?

And still not change our face?

Rocky.

A Sheppard's Mind

Where the wind blows

The heart doesn’t go

Where the story leads

Nobody can read

I sit here in thought

So close to fantasy land

I wonder what more I can give

I think what more I can do

Desperately seeking answers

I want them so rapidly

But no one responds

I fear no one is listening

 

I need guidance

In this darkest hour

Sometimes I lose faith

Other times I lose face

But I still keep

The strength in my heart

It cannot abandon

For I hold it like jewels

It is out of selfishness

And into selflessness,

That I,

That we,

Grow greater,

That is what I wish to mimic

I wish to cover myself amongst this thought

But oh so often

I lose control,

In my loneliest hour

I am the lost sheep

Wondering for my Sheppard

 

But I carry a special torch

That guides me out of this rut

It keeps me from losing myself

Preventing me from self infliction

So that I focus

On those who carry far worse pain

Then I ,

I am greater ,

Away from myself,

Away from temptation,

That makes me feel inadequate,

That makes me feel unworthy,

Without these feelings I can move forward

And this torch forces me to move

It encourages me to help

Those with no roads

Those with no hope

And I pray

That I can be the one to help lead the way

Rocky.

A Play On Restlessness

It’s something we all long for
It is something we’re never happy with
Standing still brings peace
But for many
This could never be
We are restless children
Born to be on the go
Unhappy in silence
Frightful in stillness
We are constantly moving
Forever chasing dreams
Never cemented to just one spot
We can have peace
But only for a second
Then it’s gone
Then it’s lost
In the restlessness
That harbors’ in each of us
Not bad
If we control it
If we embrace it just right;
We are beautiful
In our restless nature
Because we’re striving,
Were working,
To be something,
To create,
To build,
To dream,
And this restlessness
Is a person’s desire
To achieve their goals
To feel so human
To feel so alive
Its accomplishments astound
It gives us reason to be
It gives us reason to breathe
We are ever so worthy-
In its presence,
Without it,
Were lost
Without it,
We would not be so human

Rocky.

A Heart Without A Home

I’m saddened by this lonely fear
Alone is where I wish to be
Or is it?
I’m indecisive in my emotions
Every real breath I have
He takes it
Empty in the darkness
Once again
I pain,
Oh so bad
I feel oh so alive
In this pain
It captures me
Overtaking me with hate
Yet I know I’m alive
I realize that I am human
There is beauty in that
There is regret
And a deep
Pain that follows,
He was my everything
To my nothing
And he has me
All of me
Because I let it
He has me
I fall into his hate
I trip into his love
Here I am lost
Once again
A bittersweet goodbye
An excruciating love
One that I bear alone
Each time we pass
It brings his memory back
To a place I love
To a feeling I loathe
And I cry endlessly
Into the dark corners of the night
Into the broken walls
That holds my every fall
And I ache
It reminds me that I am alive
That human’s lose
An sometimes gain
The world reminds
That I’m alive

Rocky.