Hide and Seek

I would like to be
his hot summer day with an afternoon breeze
Nice and easy
In him I see aspects not seen by the human eye
Right thru the flesh and blood,
I see his heart playing hide and seek in disguise

He doesn't appear to be a victim of lies and terror, but a young soul at peace
Cupids arrow aiming toward him but instead of love I am the needle at its peak
Right thru the perceptions and straight to his true being
He is the ruler of my castle and I am his queen
My mind can only hope that all trials and tribulations have been brought to an end
He makes me forget the others
They no longer exist
And as far as the hearbreak goes, I no longer reminisce.
All negative things have been erased but I try not to get ahead of myself
So I don't fall upon the hurt he could identify
Is is another one of love's tests?

Is it another deception?
Another one of my perceptions?
Is my mind, fooling, playing games
Stuck with confusion lost like a child without a name
Or a child without a brain, or a clue
I'm a lost child without you.
Others may not identify or relate
It doesn't matter to me
In him I see the epitamy of greatness
Not Fake, unreal or majestic
But a human being, not domesticated
Untamed in the mind
HIs thoughts wander as I wonder what's behind all things seen by the human eye
HIs heart plays hide and seek with me in disguise.

An innocent game, so I like to call it fairplay
No win or lose but love at it's best
Like a cold winter day it keeps me warm,
and embraces me whenever there is a storm
And I keep him strong
And love embraces us both together
I would like to be the person he can call on whenever
The rays of his sun
The bullets that load his gun
Giving him power to live whole-heartedly
Him and I combining as one...

My mind replays his smile like a broken record, but I like this sound
And I enjoy his frowns, as crazy as it seems
Knowing I can take them away
I enjoy his time, his company
Hoping he will never go astray
I can't imagine someone losing the twinkle in their eye
To lose a love such as his seems impossible
Just him and I, thru the flesh and the blood,
thru all the perceptions and misjudgments
His heart plays hide and seek with me in disguise..

Dedication to A GREAT (An Ode to the 1 and Only Michael Joseph Jackson)

Damn near beaten into the microphone
he stands with such pride and grace...
let his voice plague the room, in a high falsetto
feel the pain he shows across his face
this world is so filled with hate, but yet he makes the accomplishment of becoming a great...
what?
He's so far from any normal man and so close to a god...
He outweighs an artist and is capable of touching the stars...
Destined to shock the planet and destroy the human race, with such pride and such grace
Such talent can not be erased copied or duplicated...
Such people cannot be appreciated but often hated
By such people who are advocates of the devil himself while they laugh at his ways and chase after his wealth..
They laugh at his ways
And attack for what he stands
Point their fingers and they laugh as if they are an ocean and he's beneath the sand...
Create lies for entertainment
as they laugh attack and point
their godforsaken fingers to the greatest to ever walk the planet, ever touch the mic, rock the joint!
To ever spin and fall into a split, moonwalk, and grab his --
He can never be duplicated
He is hated by the press, cuz he just couldn't sit his ass down and rest
They threw tabloids and he threw them back,
shot out allegations, and shot em back
They tried and they tried to make him mad, angry and depressed
but instead he became invincible and shut them down...
Rockin' our world,
He dance and he sang smiles from frowns
HE uplifted, nurtured every innocent soul
after he was criticized for welcoming little boys into his home
he still danced and sang our blues away with Heaven Can wait
But they didn't want him to stay. So now we suffer from grief and pain...
Because THEY killed a great..
NO WORDS can ever explain, no other can ever contain...
OUR world will never be the same...
Because THEY killed a great..
He can never be erased, copied or duplicated.
He's been framed misunderstood,
Banished and Killed...
And now he's buried beneath the lies and allegations,
The made-up stories claiming that he is unreal
Claiming that he died because of pills when he died because of US,
Inside he was empty because of US and our lies, and our mess, and our, jokes, and the press. and their effed up stories of a man now layed to rest...
How can we ever do that to a man who was the BEST??
How can we selfishly kill a great?
He can never be duplicated..
They thought they were dominating a master of the arts
and now they sit in the pits of hell while he lives forever with the gods
They thought they were dominating a genius of his time
They thought they could bring him down but he was still in his prime
and he still lives in our minds, because he is the greatest of all time...
Changing the history of music, and the face of our world
He touched all countries on this planet, and rocked the universe with his talent...
I could write this for days and speak the truth for any person who ever loved, this genius, mastermind, talented great
But I could never find all the words to say..
Because THEY killed a great.
Perfomer, artist, musician, dancer, writer, inspiration, genius, mastermind, talented.
HUMAN BEING.
With such pride and such grace..
He can NEVER BE DUPLICATED.

Fairytales

In this world today...
Where sunshine turns into rain and, joy becomes the pain,
and love is now astray.
Where the streets are no longer talking,
just people walking by..
Fast cars
Street lights
Look of determination in the eyes.
May have killed my dreams but I,
keep my feet planted, head aimed toward the sky.
And my broken heart is in pain but you won't ever see me cry.
May be pride
May be faith
..or just hoping for those better days.
Where I can kick back and think about when things were whole again.
Seems like everybody feels the same,
like unhealthy relationships are a reality.
My mom showed me the game
Somehow it left some kind of doubt in me.
That love is unreal, and happiness is scarce.
I got the urge to find it but idk where.
It's like my life is a version of a fairytale,
like prince charming is gonna pick me up and take me everywhere.
Go to sleep and wake up
See ain't sh** here changed.
From the moment you broke up,
you hoped their feelings remained.
Bad examples leave you hopeless
Lose focus
And try again.
Destined to prove what's real is real,
and what's not is just a game.
But what occurs in my brain only happens on tv.
People telling me as I grow older sooner or later I'll see,
that happiness doesn't come often and things aren't always how they seem.
And love is only for people who are living in a dream...
I tried finding it in places where I thought it could never be.
Disappointment knocking at my door, and failure at my feet.
Fall again only to stand tall
And embrace the moment you saw,
love at it highest, back not against a wall.
And the sunshine is no longer rain, and joy is no longer pain.
No longer blinded, eyes open again.
No longer silenced, now sane.
But every now and then it shows up,
makes you happy, then blows up.
Leaves you there to go nuts,
ask yourself and then what?
Failed then came up,
back to where you came from.
Gained something,
lesson learned.
Wanna say something but there are no words.
I guess my purpose is now served.
Life's bigger than a 4 letter word,
so I'll Keep my head aimed up high,
and my feet near the Earth.
And what exists in my brain, are no longer fairytale things.
Wake up
Get up
Glad it was just a dream.
Sooner or later I began to see,
what occurs in my brain only happens on tv.
And love is only for people who are living in a dream...