Poem #1

He disappeared into its depth

Never to gaze upon the light of creation

With no eyes seeking the outer world

This boy would assume the worst.

He’d use his clouded mind, all trapped and isolated

To then build the clap of thunder.

Lightning, hurling down, in creation unknown

Destroying any bulb of light that's shining

That was his purpose, he felt inside

His center was made to be a shadow and indulge fear.

Bulbs were cracked, shattering the ground with its glass

All lights are out in despair.

Yet there was still one light, outstanding into thin air,
And he’d throw his lightning, hoping for it to crack and break

But it was glowing so deeply, that it was making the boy’s darkness fade.

It shined brighter
And brighter
And then
Revealed the boy, out of his shadow
To then turn his gaze towards the light of creation.

The first glance of his eyes had forseen and taken

Was of how everything was as dark and musty

He then realized that they were like him

Only broken and blasted out of existence.

Poem #2
You are the Stairway to Heaven.
When people meet your presence, the sight of you is what lifts everyone's spirits.

Just as others look up at the sky, they look up to you with awe and wonder.

Your compassion and kindness is your greatest strength

It is the light that draws everyone to you.
Without these key parts that you lock or unlock
Others would only see your guarded gate
Because even though you are very loving to others
You are not always open to others.

Before, you used to be so open and non guarded

But I think that you have learned to not have others take advantage
Of the greatest qualities you possess.

Poem #3
My stress connects with contemplation

The Aggravation of my future is racing it's got me hating

Fading soon? Well I do not know

Go with the flow is how I’m moving

Grooving on to the next point, the next one and the next one

Zero percent of stress in my head should be happening

Mapping out my path in finding my direction

Navigating through the struggles, the fights, the long deafening sounds

Wounds up crowding me

Poem #4

Bright is the soul, bright is the mind.

Brightening its light, Brightening its heart.
Yet its hidden and unseen, shadowed in isolation.
People stomp on its beauty, ignoring its creation.

Coming out from the shadows, coming out from the darkness.
Being cleared is a path, being cleared is the destruction.
Its stepping out and being seen, invisible no longer.
People build its beauty, embracing it to be stronger.

Poem #5
I often wonder why you’re spirit is like a hurricane
If your mood is gray and cloudy
Then you feel like bringing all of the splatters with you
And shower some of your negativity onto others.

Though you may be gray and blue

It only lasts for a few short moments
Because once the skies are clear
You open the clouds to your sun.

Your bright big heart shines throughout the day

And if someone’s blue and gray, you’ll touch them with your glow.

It’s the sound of your laughter that ripples onto others

And it widens for an extended effect.

Poem #6
My darling newborn nephew
I remember you coming out of the womb as a beautiful, fiery lion.

Only two weeks after your footprints met the ground

Your crown started to form your brilliant mane.

And your eyes have the sight of a warrior,

You are indeed Makoa after all.

Everytime I call to you,

you’re mouth opens as if you’re ready to roar
When you’re truly ready to yawn.

But the one thing that truly makes you stand out
My beautiful, fiery lion
Is the impression you give to each of us.

I envision that you will stand on top of your rock

And be the Simba king for all of your jungle.

You’ll lead with courage, bravery, and kindness,

With not an ounce of wrong or demeanor.

But just as the bad tackles you,

My beautiful, fiery lion,
You will step your foot down,
On the prey, and rule
With strength, integrity and chaste

My beautiful, fiery lion,

I cannot wait to see you in your rule
Because when the day comes for our eyes to both meet
It’ll be so hard to let you go
And let you grow.

Poem #7
Got everything and ready to go
Starting the car
Wait… where’s my keys

Poem #8
What am I missing
Keys, car, clothes, laptop, and me
Why do I forget?

Poem #9
Being together, for perhaps four years, and there’s always one night that we’re all brought
together: graduation. Some of us thought we weren’t going to make it, most of us are grateful to
go to college, start a new life. And now, when all is said and done, we proudly hold hands and
say, “IMUA!”.

Poem #10
Being together,
for perhaps four years,
and there’s always one night that we’re all brought together
Graduation.

Some of us thought we weren’t going to make it,

most of us are grateful to go to college,
start a new life.

And now,
when all is said and done,
we proudly hold hands and say,
“IMUA!”.

Poem #11

Being<--------> together,
for maybe 1, 2, 3, 4! years,

and there’s always 1 night that we’re all brought←---> together

Graduation.

Some of us thought we weren’t going to make it,

most of us are grateful to go to college,
start a new life.

And NOOOWWWW,
when all is said and done,
we proudly hold hands and say,

“IMUA!”.
Poem #12

Ode to The Big Yellow Light

In the mysterious caption of gray holds a big yellow light, flashing it’s
smiles across the room.

When you reach out to feel its spirit, you are touching the light of its
marshmallow texture.

As you go closer to this big yellow light, your noses will catch its aroma
of the sweet, delectable candied peeps.

However, I do not very well recommend you eat the light of candy
sense, because it’s sweetness can taste quite sweet as poison.

And, oddly, the big yellow light flashes not only so bright, but also so
loud, to where you can hear its spongy squish compressing.
Poem #13
I remember the sound of Pink
Her voice singing at the end of the movie,
While my head rested fondly on your shoulder.

And it was quite remarkable

For it was probably the first time I felt safe
I felt love
I felt your kindness.

It was the moment of our first outing

Our first time being together
Alone
With our friendship
That neither one of us wanted to break.

But at the single start of our feets touching the ground

And our bodies positioned to sit
Waiting for the lights to dampen and the screen to brighten
A part of us knew it was something more

Because I remember the sound of Pink

Her voice singing at the end of the movie
Resting my head fondly on your shoulder
Us
Together

Yet now,
I look back
And that moment no longer triggers me.
You and I have separated
Our journey has ended
Because now
I will always remember the sight
Of you chasing her, not me
I will always remember the sight
Of my phone no longer ringing
And I will always remember the sight
Of your texts no longer coming
Of you no longer talking

To me.
Poem #14
I remember the taste of red colliding with yellow
That spreading of marinara sauce laying the foundation for its additional graces
Of cheese, pepperoni, bacon, and sausage.

If I close my eyes right now

I would not only see the delectable goodness of triangled thin crusts
But I could depict back to many fond times

Times that envisioned joyous conversation

Times that envisioned entertaining movies
Times that envisioned gay laughter

Times that are tied to the moments of fun

Times that are tied to the moments of unity
Times that allow pizza to bring us together when we are far and distant from one another due to
our busy schedules

When you hear people say “I love Pizza”

And you ask them “why?”
And they tell you “because it tastes good”
I’ll tell you the why, the meat of it all
It’s because it brings my family together
It brings the moments of fun
It brings the moments of unity
It brings the joyous conversations
It brings the entertaining movies
It brings the gay laughter
It brings all of my family’s memories together