Poet
Is a child
Who has no contempt for anyone

Honesty is there
Around you
Be brave
To feel it
To love it
To accept it

When it comes to me I'll be ready,
I'll have a crib and a bassinet,
I'll have a picket fence and the teddies,
When it comes, it'll take a whole of me,

When it comes,
it'l be my chance,
To unravel my world and show it in the out,
Be that brave man I am inside,
Step on fear when my life's in the dark,
When it comes, it'll be a reason for every single thing I decide,

When you come,
You will never feel alone,
I know how hard it is to be stranded in the eye of a storm,
Most importantly,
I want you to know the truth,
About my ways and all my youth,
Its hard to live in a lie and learn to be good,
Whether its a son or daughter, Im waiting
I hope you come meet me soon.

  -Doc. Benn W.K

Please don't be my Valentine
UNLESS your heart's sincere--
Unless you get all tingly
Whenever I come near.
 
You can't be my Valentine
If dreaming's obsolete--
If without me in your life
You wouldn't be complete.
 
How can we be Valentines
If we cannot laugh
At all our idiosyncrasies
That speak on our behalf?
 
There's NO way we'll be Valentines
Unless you find me charming--
Unless you find my silly habits
Pleasantly disarming.
 
We cannot be Valentines
Unless it means forever--
Unless our solid love is one
That even death can't sever.
 
No, we won’t be Valentines
Unless my words ring true,
And feelings that you have for me
Are just like mine for you.
 
But IF we CAN'T be Valentines,
Nothing else then matters--
My WORLD will be an empty shell;
My HEART will be in tatters.
 
- by Bob B

life
a careless child
messy room
scattered toys around

too young for chess
abusing pawns
and queens alike
some lost at best,
others lying broken
on the ground

and me
I am a cube
at the hands of curiosity,
fingers tightly clenched;
is it persistence now
or is it animosity
beating sides and edges
against the circle slot;
it doesn't take a sage
to see
there never was a plot