The Cave of Her Heart

How much of the past do we care about?
The few words spoken
That cut deeper than any blade of man
To wound not only the heart
But the soul and all it encompasses
This everlasting pain
Resurfaces
Many years down the line
Even after the words have long disappeared on the wind
Yet the echo remains in the cave of her heart


I must defeat these ghosts
Rid her of the demons that keep her from smiling
Break through the fear that controls her heart
Let her confidence flow rather than her tears
Let her smile brighten the land around
And bring life once again to the cave of her heart

For many have been wounded
By the ghosts of their past
And until we learn to let go
To rise above the doubt
We will never succeed
I've fought the battle of recognition for far too long to let her do it alone
So I draw my shield to protect her
From the past
So that her smile can shine again
And last, in the cave of her heart.

Paint The World

Paint The World

Pastel colours
Dip into the paper
The fading shades of a dream portrayed

The oil paints scream loud to no avail
Expressing love and hurt and pain

The pencil, black and grey at times
Shows a colourless world with finer detail

The ink on the brush is all that's left
to complete the image inside my mind

My minds eye
My fingertips soaked from creating
My minds repertoire on display for
the world to gaze in vain.

This genius portrayed
through the honour of He
who provided the ink and the slate.

Grateful

Your peace surrounds me
Your love embraces me

The sweet caring touch of the wind that rolls by
The beauty of your words soothe my heart

Your forgiveness and mercy are always there for me

I do not deserve this
But I'm grateful...so grateful...
for the experience and for the lessons learned.

Embrace Art

I'm artistic can't deny it
The more I suppress
The less I can hide it
These colours seep right through me
While I weep
The tears of expression
Bleed into space
And the universe can hear my cry
For eternity


A king without nation
A poet without pen
Da Vinci without his hands
Is unimaginable torture to men
So without these words I find
That I'm so lost so
Misunderstood


So empty yet filled to the rim
And this art is my pen
My life is the ink from which I rely on
To soak the pages with reality and fantasy
But once in a while the truth is portrayed
Through the tear drops that bleed
Into the page
And ripple through the ink of life
To illustrate this pain and strife.

The Colours of Love

The colours of love


Love comes to us in many forms
For me they are but colours from the palette of life.


The love of friendship flows green like the grass
As we lay side by side
Or run through it bare foot with the wind in our hair
Not a worry in the world.

The love of family glows deep and blue
Like the sky above
Watching over us and protecting us
The soothing cool comfort
Of your close ones.

The love of your partner
Shines pink in the moonlight.
A sweet kind of love that makes the heart dance in your chest.
The more it dances the deeper it becomes.
Then in a moment of passion it flushes into red and embraces all the feelings of the soul that cannot be expressed by word.

The love of God, shines pure and white.
Like the clouds that float above us or the reflection of the sunlight
That shimmers across the vast ocean.
A love so bright that you cannot set your eyes upon it, but you feel its warmth, its comfort, its pureness and its wonder.


The colours of love make up our lives.
Use the palette you have to paint a world of love for yourself. Experience and embrace all the life and colour around you. Be artistic, be creative, be love.


Forever yours <3 Thank you for opening my world to so much colour.

The Beast

I die one death
But the memory sticks
Then I rise from the ashes spread over the water
River phoenix
This soul decayed way too far
To be restored by love
So run as far as you can
The beast has fallen from above
And now roams wild
Tearing through the lands
Eating hearts
Then disappearing like quick sand
This quick plan of mine
To restore this life
Seems so far away
To grasp the light
So I accept the beast is me
And abolish my pain
Tears turn to power
And I'm flying again.

The Wolf

Talking to the moon
Asking why I haven’t won yet
But the answer still remains
Unclear unlike the night sky
The mystical moon
Gleaming from the ether
The answer lies in the cracks
Of his withered face
One day she will realise
That she lost out on all from up above
But he remains completely still
Unfazed by this requiem of love
So as I question his authority
His magnetic pull
Withdraws me
Into silent yet deadly reverie
I gasp while the wolf within me breaks free
And hunts down the sun at every dusk
To devour it before he rises from his slumber
And has dominion over the night sky
Until the flaming star rises again.
And the beast is no more.

Fortified Disposition

Fortified disposition

Love is art

But this art is missing

Hit the pencils against the canvas

Paint the world with this lyrical prowess

But I digress

From the point at hand

And that is art is love

But this love is missing

Without two parts this love is missing

Without the mind and the heart

This love is missing

Without the struggle and pain

This love is missing

Without spiritual and physical and lyrical gain

This love is missing

Without friendships, hardships

This love is missing

Without fireworks in the dark

This love is missing

Without guidance from the heart

This love is missing

So let’s be grateful for who we are

And quit the dissing

Take the brush to the world

Implement this mission

Express yourself

Embrace your fortified disposition.

The Prologue

The Prologue

I guess I need this space in time
To ventilate what’s on my mind
And flush out all negativity
To produce a better freer me,
Who does not need the shackles of society
To control the way I choose to be
So fuck the haters and control freaks
For trying to kill the boy in me
Poetry is a part of me
So eat these words and swallow seeds
Of wisdom, bliss, eternity
Let the words fill your cerebrum
Take these metaphors to the eyes and while you read them
Appreciate that art is pain
And in my pain these words find life again.
So let the pain breathe through the spirit of me
And let these words be
My heart’s final symphony.
Long awaited, much diverted, totally avoided, blessing and a curse.
These words will be the saviour of me
So I’ll give them all to you before I ride the hearse.
Destiny: Eternity.
Wait for me my beloved queen.

This is dedicated to life…for giving me so much to write about.
So look forward to the tale that I spin in verse.
And give credit to the Lord for directing this curse.

Devil on my back

So I got the devil on my back trying to bring me down
Yet when I bow down he woes to me wow
Because the jealousy is eminent, and prominently evident
and envy follows ignorance
But I can’t seem to shake the fact
That every sheikh and hat sitting with a beard thinks that he knows
The true meaning of "you reap what you sow" and thus
Confusion and disbelief grows.


A doubtful mind is dangerous mind
Like a rookie killer with two targets in sight
Not knowing which life to spare and which to take
So he takes his own and thus he crumbles
Under the weight of...


The devil on his back bringing him down
Because when he goes down there aint no climbing out
Of the dark pit of pitiful, sinful souls
How’d he get down there? Nobody knows…
Well I know and I aint going down too
So the only time I'm on my knees is to find you
To seek guidance in this dark and rain
To fulfil a purpose that I grow to gain
An understanding of step by step
But with this devil on my back it’s hard to progress

Cos the stairway to heaven is long and hard
But the path to hell is laden with stars
And my dreams and hopes are all on this track
But it’s up to me to take my life back
And run this train through the gates of hell
Through the pitiful hole of souls that sell
Their bodies and minds for money and time
But I hold onto this wisdom of mine

And know not to therefore lie on my stomach
For he will ride this temple down under
But instead to soar straight through the skies
Until the sun melts the tears in his demon eyes
And he falls to the ground with humility
And prostrates to God, just like me.

Dreams

I see things in my dreams
That I cannot explain to thee
For fear of the truth being leaked
From a world we cannot see

Only recently
The sky lit up
With many falling stars
That just kept falling

And as I drove between cities at night
The sky lit up
The shadows of clouds
Loomed over mankind
And a fear struck my heart
Of a spiritual kind
For I’d seen these visions in a dream
In a world we cannot see.

The Hermit

The Hermit

I dwell apart
From the world of men.

I lift my eyes
To the mighty hills,
And sit in silent reverie
By rushing streams.
My songs
Are the whisperings of the winds
And the soft murmurs
Of falling rain.

Blossoms open
And flutter to earth again.
Men come
Men go ;
Year follows year,
And life goes on.

China, 18th Century
Hsu Pen

Don't love me

Why do I spend my life
Waiting for replies
Waiting for signs
Waiting for a message
Just to hear that you’re alright

It kills me inside
To never hear what’s on your mind
I live day to day
Staring at this cell phone
Eyes are strained
From trying to tear them away

And never knowing what’s inside
Never knowing what’s on your mind
Cos I’m an English boy
And I can’t seem to understand
Yeah I’m an English boy
So instead of keeping quiet, just hold my hand

And let me feel what you’re feeling inside
Let me hear the beating of your heart
Let me feel your love surrounding me
But never let me hear you love me
Never let me hear you love me
Never let me hear you love me
And just love me in your own way.

Let me be...

Let me be...

Let it start off dark, mostly night,

And one day let my darkness bring someone light,

I gladly go through it all for the purpose of a lesson,

That will hopefully turn out to be a blessing,

No second guessing,

Let me be an example of how strong His love is,

And to never put anything above His, 'cause what if,

It wasn't unconditional, then what would we do,

If He did how we do,

We know we wasn't supposed to do the things

That we did but we did 'em,

And if that wasn't bad enough then we hid 'em,

But you saw it all, So we only lie to ourselves

Help us, save us from hell,

Let me be!

(Dmx - Let me be your angel)

I Lose Myself

I lose myself

I don’t know why I lose myself
In worldly desire
Yes lose
Because there is no winning in sin
Yet I lose myself in
The bliss of a moment’s pleasure

A sacrifice I slowly make
Giving up what’s mine for the taking
Yet I lose myself
Am I just faking?


Am I a hypocritical internet scholar?
Who preaches to the masses yet cannot follow
Himself or his ego that rebels inside
I lose myself to these feelings inside

And until I pray to change the conditions of this heart of mine
The evil one will rule this temple until I die.