The Haikus are closest to the top and the longer poems are further down.
Lights:
Shinning quiet light
Blinding in its modesty
Destroys the darkness.
Destruction:
Annihilation comes.
All creatures will bow before
Destruction can save.
Choice:
The great illusion
Of the middle and of time.
Both real and unreal.
Illusions:
Are they tricks and lies
or swift truths too quick to see.
Not honest or false.
Abide:
To not abide by
The way of other people
Is to forge your path.
Respect:
Respect, look back.
To return to look upon
Others through yourself.
Heaven:
It exists on earth.
Residing still within us
Permeates through all.
Solatium:
Empathy removed.
Solatium replaces.
Unable to fill.
Human Element:
Human element
Stays unquantifiable
Yet connects us all.
Devil:
The duality
Of Him who created all.
Human perception.
Transitions:
Chopped trees bring new life.
Elemental life reborn,
Short perspective long.
Airplane:
Big fart canister.
Flies through the air dropping shit.
Attempt not to breathe.
Riddle:
A thick wooden house
Will open for those who knock
upon gambrel roofs.
Front Window:
A Child’s head, barely reaching above, watches time from the front window of the train, first ahead, then within, then gone. The child is more aware of time now than he ever has been or will be. He is aware that time is simply movement, and without movement, time ceases.
Dreams:
Dreams litter city streets like the glass of broken hearts, slicing through soles of those who dare to walk undefended as themselves. Our dreams leave by tired feet that ooze crimson through cracked concrete; the gluttonous gutters gobbling what we could be in exchange for what we are. It is a sinister revenge that we are made to walk upon the bodies of old dreams, but we are better for it too as pain makes the memory of our dreams stick.
Puns:
There is no courage without rage.
There are no friendships without end.
There is no father without her.
There is no harmony without harm.
One can never understand anything by looking down upon it.
Peace always has small beginnings.
Art is the heart of the earth,
Every brother is an other.
There is no religion without a region.
Knowledge can only exist on the edge of now.
Information is form yet uncreated.
Time is the distance between me and it.
We are the generation of hidden virtue,
More people and history than ever to look through
So be grateful when credit finds you.
Backseat driving never looked so easy-
From the front seat.
We’ve been given responsibility and not the wheel.
How the fuck do you think we’re supposed to feel.
But it’s alright.
You’re not the first people to keep the wheel till first sight of the cliff
Then panic and bail.
Good thing off the cliff is the best way to sail.
So keep your hand off the wheel and your eye in the sky
And wave the broken path you left us goodbye.
Father:
To be a father you gotta make her fat.
Too many men just wanna tear half
No thinking she might get torn in half
Then get upset cause she wanna take her half.
Of course she’s the better half,
How else you think this inequality could last?
Change comes either way.
How can we still not afford equal pay?
How can we listen with spite at what others say?
The daylight shines upon all things in*equality.
*What a tremendous amount of difference a little space can be.
