"Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine, I'll taste your strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine"
    How come life can't be that elegant
With the one you love
Humming tunes of romance
Wasteing the day away
"A million tomorrows will all fade away, there I forgot all the joy that was mine today..."
     Memories of joy and delight
Dangling on a chain
Taunting us with our wildest dreams
Calling for us to dream about
Waiting..hoping....daydreaming......

All I want is you,
and right now in my crazy life thats all I know is real and true.
These games we play,
they are bad for my mental health.
So through these words I want to show you
we should be something else.
Something more then just good friends,
something more that never ends.

I give you my all everyday,
you say things to get my hopes up then let me down in everyway.
But I'm still here holding on,
wondering if I'm reading you wrong.
Cause half the time is seems you want me too,
and half the time its like your screaming Fu** you.

I've fallin in love with a man who cant trust
And you know what they say,
theres no us without trust.
No matter how I show my loyalty
it doesnt matter cause Ill always be
the girl you can't trust,
the girl you can't love,
the girl you don't even think of.

But I'm still here hopeing for you too see,
that someday all your going to want is me.

By Me, the Great Duncan

Fickle and ever indecisive,
Destiny such a mistress
Taunting at my soul,
Yet,
When it shines in your favor,
Such a shine, shimmering with your jubilation for everyone to see

Hopeing was now a tired act,
Always the same night, same time,
Deep in sleep wanting nothing more,
Than to wake to someone,
Anyone to just ease this,
This tragic ironic loneliness I had put myself in

"Why?!" I screamed to the heavens of my dark ceiling,
Calling a question that mockingly,
Never was answered,
Yet

No more,
Live,
I whisper to the glass and grass,
Flowing and burning,
Mimicking the nights,
Speeding by,
Blurs on a deserted and dark, desolated highway, thumbing my way down,
Trying, searching,
For the tell tale signs of destiny,
Shimmering on the horizon,
Till,

Finally, in a bar,
"Let the night begin!" We yell as we begin our hunt,
Laughing, yet always on the scout,
Never seeing her,
Passing oh so close,
Almost!
The clock ticked down,
Closer and closer as Destiny,
That fickle mistress of my nightmares,
As deemed fit,
I met her tonight,
For all my cries in the night,
For all my past failures,
For all the ones lost,
I would find the one,
I've been asking for,
But only just,
As the clock,
Ticks,
Down,
Ever,
Closer,
Till...

She smiles sweetly,
I see her, only her,
The rest is blurred,
Distorted in the wake,
Of the beauty,
Radiating,
Only for me

Another smile,
From on high,
Destiny laughs,
We embrace,
A sigh,
Happily,
My question answered,
"Why?!" I had screamed,
Her,
Destiny answered

Sometimes the most simplistic poems are beautiful.

I eat apples because i'm sad, and I like coke too much;

My gums hurt when I bite into the skin of it.
Reminding me that sometimes, the Pleasures of the things that are simple,
are sublimely painful.
like apples, coke in mouthfuls.
It hurts because my gums bleed from chemical burns of stimulates that are lacking opalescence experiances
Jacking my sails  that left me high and dry.
in all odible sensible seriousness,
I'm ready to cry,
hopeing by the end
that I beg
like the children forced to manufacture it,
Hopeing to die.

But I beckon for that pain
Not out of self destructive gain.
But out of recognition for what i've lost.
The identity of the man drowning in Desolate porcelein desserts and tossed into oceans named after the many emotions i'm swayed by.
Sadness leaves me floating,
Anxiety leaves me floundering, Depression has me drowning.
Not a matter of difference but for the sake of juxtaposition.
When Thoughtfulness is chosen.
Happiness lets me see my position.
Then Confidence puts my gears in motion.
Because i've seen bouys floating,
men in yahts gloating,
Survivers floating,
Kids in rags
Not clothing
But like a light house
Your smile
Glowing

I can't think right now because my teeth hurt. From eating apples and likeing coke too much.
But at least I feel alive

United pairs, fall apart, with a broken heart.
can't they see, it just wasn't meant to be.
Everynight they lay in dark, thinking 'bout,
how there life turned upside down.
Wondering if they'll ever make it throgh.
Knowing that, its just to good to be true.
Till the time comes, when the world reminds them.

Can't you see, your love is a travesty.
But then you remind me, of the good times that we shared.
Can't we be, forever eternity.
Like two locks with one key.
it doesnt have to be;
Every hearts tragedy.

Talking through, there issues, is hard enough.
But looking at, eachothers eyes, they see a great surprise.
Asking why, there love divides, everytime.
Tryin' find, there love inside, it seems to want to hide.
Remembering all that they have been through.
Hopeing that, they can move on too.
Till the time comes, when they feel it inside them.

Can't you see, your love is a travesty.
But then you remind me, of the good times that we shared.
Can't we be, forever eternity.
Like two locks with one key.
It doesnt have to be,
Every hearts tragedy.

Now we see, they come alive, no more fights.
Hold the lies, share their minds, happiness collides.
And now we know that love will find a way.
Until another every hearts tragedy.

Here lies a boy, physically no different from you,
The quiet one everyone thought they knew,
He would smoke so often he couldn't stop coughing,
Even after everyone's two cents, he was putting nails in his own coffin.
He couldn't shake the thought he was so different, he saw the world no matter the difference.
He saw the world's pain through other people's eyes, as if he was ontop of the world on a skyrise.
He wanted to be your hero no matter the price, to save you and all from their own demise.
He tried to save all within his control, but feeling so different it just made him a fool.
When the time comes for the pardon of his passing,
Do not shed tears for he is in heaven laughing,
Finally joyful he will cry out!
Mother I've missed you! with a great shout!

Through the years he was your number one fan
He was always just your boy classified with the number of a man.
When that dreadful day came he ceased to grow,
By thoughts aged as if He was on death row.
Time will pass without stopping,
Nevertheless he will never stop hopeing.

Hopeing for one day the ones he loved would turn,
From the way of the world, oh! his heart would
burn!
To one day see the ones he held most dear,
For tommorow they will live without fear
For one day they will feel no different from you,
Their life forever changed from a boy they hardly knew.

Dear family
I know I always seem busy
The devil is trying to get me
I'm M.I.A
And I know that you miss me.

I'm sorry that I've been distant.
Seems everything changed in an instant.
My life is so inconsistent.
I don't know what I'm missing.
Family time, I really don't mean to miss it.
My life it's needs some assistance.
But.
I guess my mind is in another place.
Thoughts off in another world.
I started seeing another girl.
Went up and down man what a world.
But now.
I'll focus on my crafts.
Slowly go up old rafts.
This poem's heart felt that I bestest could finish te draft.
This poem's to the ones I love.
The ones that I miss.
Wish it could all just be cured with a hug and kiss.
Sometimes I go up to the lake just to reminisce.
Of all the things I shouldn't have I know it's a list.
Meanwhile, I'm caught up in my self, in my world with no neighbors.
Stay to myself even if I get handed some favors.
Haven't opened up in a while.
Maybe since I was a child.
When's the last time that I smiled.
Drive in my car Til it's on E.
Resorted to consanants and vowels.
I know they wonder what I'm doing.
What I really be persuing.
Hopeing I can save myself.
Some relationships I've ruined.
Some days I wake up and just ask what am I really doing.
They say family is everything, I feel as now it is the truth.
I should spend more time with y'all.
But I spend it living out my youth.
But it's everything I love.
And it's everything I need.
Family love's the cure and drug even though it not ****.

I write and I write...
But it’s all useless.
All my work is gibberish.
I just rant.
Hopeing something will come to be.
All this pain is still inside me.
It wants to be set free.
So I smoke.
Hopeing it’ll spark inspiration.
Yet instead it either sparks numb or hesitation.

Oh he was crying like he should've cared
It was tight ropes and white coats
And she was screaming like he wasn't there
It was old souls and a cold nose

There wasn't much that she could do from there
It was tight ropes and white coats
They were turning her fast in her chair
It was all she could to keep from being good
There tight ropes wrapped around her face
Old souls screaming out her name
White coats chasing her veins oh
With tight ropes and white coats
He was crawling deep in the ground
Hopeing pleading maybe he's found
The only one who ever let him out
But she was wrapped tight and all alone
He should've never left her to her own
He finally found her deep in the earth
Wrapped in white coats with tight ropes
He thought to free her stumbled on no
If he released her oh where would she go
How much longer could keep her in
Tight ropes with white coats
Bleeding seething all alone
So ******
She was all wrapped in tight ropes
They were all standing in white coats
Discussing how much candy she could hold
Before they would have to carry her home.

This life brings me angst
But in the gud or bad
I want to gives thankes,










This life gives me apprehension
Seeing yung boyes on DA block
Getting sidekicked and chopped
To DA coppers inventions.





I miss DA streets I once knew, where da boyes treated yuos
Like a girl in fifth sax. I don't care for dose materials. Or da purses no more on ma backe,

J just want to be treated like a human being for once,
Hopeing for like a woman. I don't need the high class Richie Rich, or da poore boyes thuggin. I'm so sick seeing dat bloodin and crip-out. I just want a blood that will be bout da love, not da colors on his house.

There is a girl i sit behind in a class we are asked to hone our craft of writting, producing storys and tales but in my mind poetry stiill prevails, this girl has long light brown hair that flows like silk down her soft face jeweled by her big bright brown eyes that draw me in. She speaks from her heart and can captivate any reader she gives the glorious chance to glimps upon her work. Her words could move mountains with the weight of truth she uses. Still she does not see it, sadley she does not see the gold in her soul, the angelic like perfections that make up her face beauty is not worth the essence of what you trully are, for you make the stars envious with how u shine, your eyes so amazing they are like a rainbow a child sees in the sprinklers reflection to remind every man that deep down is a boy who still thinks the world is full of wonder you give me the same feeling as christmas and just like the grinch u made my heart grow three sizes bigger then nyone thought possible to the more astonishing part you ddnt just make me fall in love with you, you showed me i can love myself even with the times i grunted n growned as u made me look after my health a good nights sleep before you meant nothing, but now with you a dreamer has a reason to sleep hopeing i can see you even a second longer in my head as storys play like projector screens thinkin of the magic it would make me feel if i could only just kiss you, Your lips softly pressing against mine. The idea brings fireworks to my mental imagery, my body becomes lifted full of energy. Like the sky that was once dark and smogy is fresh again, i take a deep breath inhailing the clean air that clenses my heavy soul. I reach my hand over my cheast realizing the heart you stole. Thinkin its safer where it is cuz my hearts a wild animal and its wrong to keep it locked up behind the cage of bone being my ribs. Memories like monkey faces and tickle fights, curved with philosophy and a cold cola dwn my neck while you laugh enough to everyone stare but we diddnt care, whats highschool without silly memories, like asking bout my feet. Or convincing me to keep my dorky hair that never seems to lay flat in the back. Picking jokes at my baggy jeans, stealing sweaters but that part always made me smile thinking something of mine kept you warm, no matter if it was dark or a snow storm know im close to you. The thought of my arms around you, sometimes we might get pulled into dark thoughts, we are tested and pulled, sometimes you might think you have nothing but know you will always have me. I care so much i will never let you forget. Till the life leaves from body and i take my last breath. You are strong, you are smart, you are beautiful. THANK YOU, You made this grumpy man smile.

it twisted
when i sat idle
hopeing off her horoscope
online, read a few
after that i do a painting
something like she’d do
little flowers smiling fruit
health veg and neon cities

it hard
when i sit back
tip ma cap down
chillin'
then wham
i slip and gotta climb out a pit
overrun with  a thousand clones of her
muddy and they’re all babbling questions
everything she ever said streams lucid
concerned 'help me’s tangle
soft 'love me’s whisper
i turn
and she asks me to leave

it easy
after a spliff
or a bottle of wine
a slice savoury unconsciousness
any bite of smoke

its wrong
that we’re going to forget this

she’s ignoring it hid round the corner
waiting till i'm gone
jumping into a river of ignorance
blaming it on being young

its
stupid
that i even give a ****

That even i care so much

tho yes
it over

but where do we leave it
somewhere we might find it?
charity shop?
the attic?
maybe she’ll give it to a friend
or she’ll paint over it and just know it was there

on her own she might trace where we drew
and shed just half a sigh
skip a heartbeat and roll back to bed
she’ll wish for that last kiss

but once you’ve killed it its dead