I Want To Write

I want to write about experiences
My mounts and falls and compliances
My first love and its unjust halt
And how that love is still in my heart
And how I felt, leaving confusions
Trying to cotton on Confucius

I want to write about desires
My lust and needs and my aspires
My dreams and how they came about
And how they make me scream and shout
And how I cried my solitude
Trying to change my attitude

I want to write about my family
My honest thoughts on monogamy
My battle with polygamy
And understand siblings' rivalry
And how I screamed in silence then
Trying to still hold on to them

I want to write about my friends
My best support, showing no ends
My bitchy slaps and geeky craps
And how we abhor the squeaky traps
And how we always try our best
Trying not to leave one in a mess

I want to write about my thoughts
My divergence towards their thoughts
My virtually scholarly responds
And their judgment to that responds
And how I'd pose provocations
Trying to relate to the vocations

-PRK-

Emotions?

Slowly as it spills on the bar, I can't help but wonder
Slowly as it gets a little rough, the voices are getting louder
Didn't mean for it to get cold and rusty
Didn't mean for it to get old and dusty
But if this is what it has become
What is there to be done
Besides the big ride
After the big fight?
What is there to salvage
When the sheet is blank?
What good is the adage
When the gibe has changed?
Or should we go back to where we were
To the room where our emotions stirred
To the tree where the leaves never falls
To spool back and tussle the squalls
But to be in two worlds at once
Isn't something that can be done
For you and I were never one
Never was the pair for the oldest rum
But what is this feeling that has never disappeared?
Why is this feeling the most stubborn I ever smeared?

-PRK-