universal language of silent contemplation
is where we first met;
Hung up our hats
drunk coffee and chats...
....about nothing in particular

one can long for winter just as much as one can for spring
- its the stories she brings
the poetry she writes, and the longing hearts she holds close
-all that language she shares

Let me give you some advice
for the next time you dare to say
'I love you'.

Don't flash it just because you are happy
or because you are just sad
or alone
next time you say those words
made sure you meant them.

If you are feeling the heat
between your thighs
say anything
but don't say it

The next time you say those words
I know you won't say them to me
that is a fact
but anyone could be me.

Je Suis Charlie
A new artist motto
An age old fight and cause
Simple marks on a paper
Can arouse barbaric
    Violence..
In this world
  We
      Have
No room for the blood shed.
Wage no war
   With bullets and bombs
If you must,
           Use your words
    Or
Retaliate the art.
We, intellectuals, know just how much
More powerful
  This type of warfare is.
We the unafraid artists know the
   Danger of our work
   The risks of comedy..
You **** for your aging beliefs
We sketch for the future...
   Je Suis Charlie
Never, will the pen be put down.

How quiet the night is
I say as I loudly tap
On my phone
Erasing and rewriting
Statuses
Only to realize
You can't be profound on facebook
Society has made sure of that.
This handy dandy
Mini pocket computer
Connects me to the world,
It assures that never will I
Never can I
Be alone.
Yet as I scroll
Through the friends list,
The contacts,
The snapchat stories,
Endless feeds,
Its clear I am only one person
Out of billions.
Barely noticeable.
Its hard to be unique
When all the clever usernames
Have been taken
And you don't know
How to use emojis.  
I do not compute,
Nor do I really want to.