How do we know what’s real and what’s not?
Isn’t it all perspective? (…)

Decadent remnants
From a distant youth
Lost in a shadow
Falling into an abyss (…)

Is the problem solved
Because we evolved
A collective quest
Mankind’s big test (…)

Stars in your eyes
Truth in the lies
It’s not too late
To tempt our fate (…)

Fairy tale innocence of youth
Perfumed flowers in gardens
Adorned with idyllic daydreams
And ethereality of birds singing (…)

Repetition of patterns
Mysterious parallels
Amidst darkness and light
Sublime suffering in a dream
Pursuing candlelight in a cave
A parade of gypsies (…)

In a field of oleanders and magnolias
Crimson stains the pure, fertile land
We keep walking to the outer sand
Unaware of the feud that fills the air (…)

Remote African country
Deserted from the world
Sufficient microcosm
Of a forgotten planet
Plagued by the curses —
famine, fire, flood (…)

Warm summer day
Carefree, youthful fun
Backyard pool
Swimming with my brother (…)

Despondent feelings will drown
In a bold mockery of the damned
Unjust — let mortals live forever
In whatever means they can justify
Fantasy shrouds the mysteries of life.

Fretful and tethered
Left to wonder
Without a compass
Or guiding light (…)

Moody clouds outside my window
Mind-altering jazz music serenades
Rich aroma of coffee floats in the air (…)

Thoughts lost inside your dark mind
Hard to remember, impossible to find
When your fears are hidden too well
Maybe your sins will save you from hell (…)

The Queen sat alone; calm and contemplative
Her King’s sword felt heavy in her hands
Thoughts drifting in and out of reason
Burdened with love — and its complications (…)

12:30 p.m. on a Wednesday
Halfway through the week
Somehow…barely…maybe…
The struggle is very real (…)

Back from the dead
Full of certain dread
Eyes seeing bright red
At all the tears I shed
Fear keeps it spread
And followers get led (…)

Into the night I hear the sound
Of all the false truths I have found
Stars and moon, high in the skies
Are the only light found in my eyes (…)

Imponderables of life are a must
Keeping the wonderment from rust
If one already knew the score
Why would they search for more (…)

Cradled memories
Buried deep within
Linger in the shadows
Repressed; compressed (…)

When visiting an unsustainable paradise
One must frolic in the soft waves
To find out for themselves
The sweet taste of a bitter hellbroth
That bubbles and simmers in a cauldron (…)