"Where do dreams hide?"Once asked my child
"Behind the stars, I've always replied."
"The dreams hide, where stars reside."
" Once asked my child, where do dreams hide."

Where dreams reside, there shines a light,
With few brave steps , the way we'll find
Let's find the way where stars shine bright
There shines a light where dreams reside.

I want you to love me painfully.
I want your throat raw after screaming you love me.
I want your heart bloody with all the love it pumps out.
I want your bones aching when I’m not there for you to hold.

I want you to love me painfully
Because that is how I will love you.
I will bandage you up
And kiss your scars
And love you gently.

When you smile,
Mighty darkness
Has an urge to confess.

Your smile turns fears,
Into exiled prisoners
That are banished for years.

The sound of your laughter
Beckons sadness to dream
Of a tomorrow free of disaster.

Are you real? I daringly ask,
In a world where joy
Is sold as a jester’s mask.

In a world filled with gloom,
There is your soul that makes
Spring flowers bloom.

You show hate is no king,
Just another fool,
With a bite that doesn’t sting.

Existent In The Moment, A Time Of Familiar Reckoning,
Universal Brothers And Sisters, As To Our First Breath, Souls Awakening,

Of Footprints Duly Followed, Achievements Forever Welcoming,
Possessions Widely Scattered, A Reflection Of Sin's Recounting ,

This Gift Of Immaculate Blessing, To Reconciliation Forever Recounting,
A Divinity Cycle Of Endless Recurring, Our Ultimate Resignation,
The Twilight Then Beckoning.

This could be us
Merged with the wine in the glass
Out there was a storm
Our house was torn
Water from ceiling was dripping
So as my will for life weeping
You came out of the dark
Leaving me without life spark
Senseless
Speechless
Numb
Craving for the last hug

You can take it or leave it
a heaven or hell.
You're living in them now
as you can surely tell.
Believe in demons,
the devil as well!
Believe that Jesus saves
and that Adam fell?
We all make mistakes,
Judas Iscariot as well!
Our myopic perspectives
have caught us under a spell.
for did not God himself say
that ye are gods,
and the children of the most high?
divinity in embryo,
what do you think, can you tell?
As long as your willing
to push through the swell.

Why when your clothes get snagged on a pin
Do you pull and unravel the thread?
You tug and you tug but you can’t win
Like unraveling the thoughts from his head

He is not a simple man, like he so thinks he is
He is preternatural, aberrated, rare
Yet calls himself a freak of his
own nature, oh how I despair

You cannot see me in the bright that I see you
I’m worried you may see me in a glare
Though one day I hope for you to see who
I am and why the other boys stare

Feeling lost at presence
with a broken heart
mourning for the losses
at a devastating sight
drowning into
a deep sink-level
of the body wash
carrying with a
heavy burden weight
bringing tears to flow
in an emotional stage
with life barrier
whisper in grief
embracing with helpless
words have no form
are falling from the lips
with a heartbeat race
at an excruciating fright
in asking for help
to shed a light
of guidance
for peace and
forgiveness

It's a lovely day
Springtime is on its way
Azalea ‘red slippers’ is in full bloom
Monarch flutters by in all its majesty
Hardworking bumblebees are busy pollinating.

Springtime is busy with life
I hear bumblebees are friendly and won't get agitated if you pet it
Are they flying pandas?
The black monarch bounces from bloom to blossom
pollinates and brings balance to our ecosystem
Springtime brings fun time after the winter blues

Does there exist a special place
Somewhere safe in time and space
For poems started, bright with thought,
But never finished? Well, there ought
To be an orphanage for verses
Whose forward motion struck reverses
And never quite became complet…