• Poems

    Who knew…

    Who knew it could be so good?Who knew it would be how it should?Who knew I’d ever be found?Who knew I’d ever hear the sound? I wrote you down in temporary pencil, followed by a pen.I dreamt of you and hoped for you, my lover and my friend.I’ve got books from my heart, about my wants and my needs,Not written by someone else, but from what my soul bleeds.I’ve been up and down and all around,But now finally I feel free and found. I’ve been happy believing love would come my way.I’ve been grateful for my life and all that comes each day.But to hear it and feel it is…

  • Poems

    Happiness

    I’m happy already for the journey not purpose. Because if I died tomorrow it’d all be worth it. I’d still give 100% and smile Because it could all be gone in just a little while. I love to live and live to grow, and there are only a few things I sure do know.  I am easy, as in I am easy to please But I always want to get more and smoke trees Cuz when I’m high, I’m less of a tease. I’ll bare it all the words I’m thinking Intoxicated with thoughts pour ’em out like I’m drinking I’ve made it simple, here’s my degree of pursuit, my mission Just two little things needed, only one thing that’s missing… …