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A Seeker

If you’re reading this it means I might be dead, 

Was I out or laying in my bed, 

Life flashing in front of my eyes, 

All the things unsaid, 

Did I die of natural causes, 

Or killed by a fed, 

Soul is leaving my body, 

A glooming dread, 

Taking my time, 

To think about my crime, 

The past caught up to me, 

So I am looking ahead, 

All the mysteries revealed, 

I surrender and yield, 

Should I be feeling regret instead, 

But there is no remorse in me, 

Broken shackles, now I am free, 

To be, to see, to flee, 

To blink, to think, of thee, 

Marvel at her sight, 

So ravishing, her majesty, 

These songs I sing, 

Often of love, 

Sometimes of theory of string, 

This universe in the multiverse, 

Mind singing, captured in verse, 

The dimensions are thirteen, 

The ever learning observer so keen, 

The possibilities are infinite, 

Expanding every second in every minute, 

Surrounded by darkness of space, 

Don’t be shy, do not hide your face, 

But there is also light, 

Nebulas and Quasars and Polaris in sight, 

Spinning at a magical pace,

The mega clusters of galaxies in a race, 

Sucked into black holes, and spit out of white holes, 

Meeting some aliens and asked them their life goals,

No languages needed,

Threats from extra terrestrial unheeded,

Communicating through our minds,

When one seeks something, he always finds,

So I am an observer, a seeker,

A wanderer, a secret keeper,

A dying man, on pale blue dot,

Or a memory, in someone’s thought. 

Sometimes

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about what could be,
Would be or what should be,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about the choices,
Secret vices and the voices,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I lose myself in the music,
electronic and acoustic,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I stare at the canopy of the sky,
Beautiful sober, marvelous high,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about her green eyes,
Deep as Nile or like a moon rise,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about her green eyes,
Her imminent betrayal, her lustful lies,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about ending it,
Faking it and pretending it,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I want to grow wings and fly,
Courage to defy gravity and deny,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about the infinite earth,
Rewind life back from death to birth,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Times are difficult and hard,
Lethally wounded and scared,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Close your eyes and feel,
Someone to tend you and heal,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Someone might try to become the one,
Bringing some joy in life and some fun,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
You let your guard down,
Joker dressed up as a clown,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Twisted emotions just take a hold,
Going off script, not doing what you’re told,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Life is a fairy tale,
Sitting with a pint of ale,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Life is not a fairy tale,
You may fall and often fail,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Someone could use a hand,
Needing your help to stand,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Do good without a reward,
Pen is mightier then the sword,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Stop and sit and ponder and think,
Close eyes and open them to blink,
As I lay some truth down in these verses,
Infinite creations in infinite multiverses,
Yet here you are a conscious being,
All observing, all seeing,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about what could be,
Who I would be? who I should be?

Hell No

I am broke and I am stoned, I am flying,
You truly live when you know you’re dying,

When you know your friends are just lying,
You keep trying,  even when they’re not replying,

So fuck it,  don’t give up,  keep trying,
Invite them to a party,  drinks are on you,  you’re buying,

Then play ignorant,  don’t admit to it,  keep denying,
On the inside you’d be laughing,  but also crying,

A clever retort, mission failed,  time to abort,
Time to sort, seclusion, life in Fort,

Why accept reality? Just distort it,  into fiction,
Expect same brutality, this hurt is from self infliction, 

So click son,  don’t be shy,  she’s old enough,
It’s time to lick, son, don’t worry take a puff,

But life is rough,  this is a lesson,
Times are tough, you’re Fredie and I’m Jason,

So don’t stress,  you’re not in detention,
Life’s a mess,  but pay no attention,

It’s only natural,  some are sweet,  some are mean,
Wish life was Supernatural, you’re Sam,  I’d be Dean,

I don’t want to be mean,  this is who I am,
Dirty or clean, fight with verses, hit a body slam,

Who needs to make sense,  when you can spit the rhymes,
You better take offense, it’s part of the gig, shall I list the crimes?

That time when I fell in love,
With a green eyed dove, head over heels,

You telling me that was mistake, son?
Debate, son, thus isn’t your fate, son,
Are you ready to date, son?
But forget her,  don’t hate, son,
We’re getting late, son,
Time to find your mate, son,
A mysterious pie, wait till you try,
Don’t deny, it’ll make you fly, son,
Then get high, son, the norms of society,
Be a rebel and defy, son,

Let your mind sing,
With flirt and fling,
On a giant swing,
From winter to spring,

Spin around and get dizzy, this life is not easy,
Don’t waste your time, so get busy,

Write words and rhyme them,
Rap them and then time them,
Spitting them isn’t a crime then,
Step into the lion’s den,

OK so let’s go,
Love hoe and bro,
Let the music flow,
To and fro,
You just never know,
Who’s listening, yo,
You’re going too fast,
OK, I’ll spit this rhyme slow,
Is it finaly time to grow?
Hell No!