Spirit Alien’s Poems

 

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That’s Life

 

 

Table of Contents

 

1.      Life. 2

2.      Being Wild. 2

3.      Speak Highly. 3

4.      Going Home Again. 4

5.      Active Days. 5

6.      Slow Days. 5

7.      The Rough Side. 6

8.      Good Deed Of The Day. 6

9.      Ghost Talk. 7

10.  Divorce. 8

11.  The Good Life. 8

12.  I Learned From Life. 9

13.  Wars. 10

14.  Time. 11

15.  Broken Dreams. 12

16.  Oh Well 13

17.  Writing Poems. 14

18.  The Past 15

19.  Suicide. 16

 


Life

By Kazz Falcon

 

Life

What’s life?

Put a knife through it, watch it bleed

A chance at life, all I need

I had fallen to the pits

Homelessness wasn’t a life, it was just bits

It don’t have a lot to offer

I dare not stay long and suffer

I cared for a life, one for which I could live

My plan is to succeed and give

Wake me up; get going to the top

Take me to my heart’s bippity bop

That’s the life I want

Here’s the life I don’t want

I won’t be homeless long

A pat on my back, I’ll sing my song

What’s life?

That’s life

 

 

Being Wild

By Kazz Falcon

 

Being Wild

It’s so stupid of the child

I used a sharp knife

It cost my life

I lost everything

To my true friends, I was nothing

I realized something

I gained a cut up life

The pain I was in

I must start all over again

I lifted up my chin

A new life I looked forward to

On the knife, I saw the blood

A wild jackass, I stood

From good friends, I burnt the wood

I was in an awful mood

My life wasn’t the same

I was the one to blame for being wild

Speak Highly

By Kazz Falcon

 

Speak highly of someone

Say, I’ve never doubted that one

The mood they’re in is 100% fabulous

Truly, truly marvelous!

This is someone you want to know

White as angel’s glow

Always in high spirit

Listen closely, you can hear it

HEY, couldn’t we be like that too?

Gosh, maybe I should be ripped in two

I’ll have no more problems ever

Giving my help to whomever

If nobody’s a crook,

Then their goose can’t be cooked

When dark secrets are revealed,

Their good nature is sealed

I won’t even bother to deal

With the uncooked goose meal

I want to be in the same group

Where people throw me for a loop

It feels good to be noticed like that

To them, I tip my hat

It raises my spirits to be loved by all

I like to stand up really tall

Speak highly

 


Going Home Again

By Kazz Falcon

 

Going Home Again

From the streets, I sung an unhappy song

Is this so long?

I can’t stand the homeless life

It’s giving me the scares

Living in fear brought me more nightmares

It doesn’t play fair

I faced a losing situation

And placed me in danger

Some people can’t control their anger

Home couldn’t be the streets of no life

I’m tempting to use a knife

Everywhere I turned,

I believed I would get burn

Stupid things was going around

I want to pound my head to the ground

They was into drugs, alcohol and violence

HEY!  I don’t want to be part of it

May I have my life back?

Say, it could happen to anyone

Please help me, someone

Am I going home again?

 

 


Active Days

By Kazz Falcon

 

Active Days

I couldn’t want it any other way

I prayed every night,

“May I stay away from slow days?”

I’d rather have active days

Active days give me a lot to do,

Not the other way around – Boredom

I found it so refreshing

It sounded good to my ears

I heard it to be in a fabulous mood

No more wasting time

Active days tore down my laziness

I fore myself into an exciting life

I shot for good times with friends

I’m burning red hot every day

And turning toward the active days

 

 

Slow Days

By Kazz Falcon

 

Slow Days

Who likes them?

They can be so boring

I want every day active

They paved the way of being busy

I won’t cave in of being bore

Please save me

Those days give me sleep

Sleep I don’t need

I won’t weep for slow days

Keep them away from me

Deep in my heart, I can’t take them

I fell asleep during boring days

Make my days active

Things I can do with my life

Like singing a beautiful song

It brings me happy times

I don’t long for slow days

 

 

The Rough Side

By Kazz Falcon

 

The Rough Side

I want to hide

It’s a hard place to live

I will give anything for peace

Something I’m desperate for

Peace in the neighborhood is my dream

Nobody is safe from South Central

Somebody will get kill by the gangs

Anybody?  Banged?  You’re dead!

I prayed to God daily,

“End the danger, the day is coming soon.

Send us an angel, dear Lord, to protect the ‘hood.”

God connected people together for the same thing

We cared for peace and want our hood back

Why swallow the negative food of the gangs?

We’re in no mood for stupid games

I’m so sure

We want this place to be cure from the rough side

 

 

Good Deed Of The Day

By Kazz Falcon

 

Good Deed Of The Day

I’m someone in need

Help me out

You might be an angel in disguise

I received a blessing

My life came back

The bleeding stopped

Everything, you dropped

I’m tired of my life going nowhere

My life went up, I conquered my dreams

I’m something in life

Anything that put me on my feet

I love writing poems and stories

You got the fork out of my back

I let everything fall into its place

It made my day to work every day

My turn to give someone in need

Good deed of the day

 

 

Ghost Talk

By Kazz Falcon

 

Ghost talk

I walked down the street

He talked to himself on La Brea

I can’t shut him up

Or put him in his place

He may turn on me

I wondered why he was out of control

He talked crap to nobody

I walked by him

Nobody’s there besides him

I was sure

It’s pure nonsense

I saw him many times before

He talked to no one & walked with a ghost

I guessed the ghost was his friend

He makes most with the ghost talk

 


 

Divorce

By Kazz Falcon

 

Divorce

I ended a bad marriage

It’s sad and painful time for me

I’m glad our life together is over

I’m fed up the way he treated me

I was cheated out of real love

His flings defeated us

Why bring your love to me again?

I’m singing this song,

“I won’t take you back.”

You ate somebody else’s cake

Our fate for happiness is ruined

We went our separate ways

I’m no longer your mate

It gave me renew hope for real love

And set me in a wonderful mood

I’m dating all these sexy men

What a fabulous after the divorce?

 

 

The Good Life

By Kazz Falcon

 

The Good Life

I can be proud of

The wrong crowd can cut me away

I don’t plan on that

I won’t give up my life

It saves me from alcohol and drugs

Trust me, I only want hugs

Nothing can be further from the truth

The good life is something I want

I put myself in a fabulous mood

I shut the wrong crowd out of my life

So long, the wrong crowd

I belonged with the good life

 

 


 

 

I Learned From Life

By Kazz Falcon

 

I Learned From Life

Episodes I lived through

Hard times made me stronger

Stronger not to fall for it twice

It’s nice that God is with me

No matter what it is

The good and the bad

I’m so glad I learned from life

I moved forward on with life

And loved going to the top

Nobody, please stop me

Somebody put me on the right track

I shut out the trash

My life won’t crashed and burned

I turned away from the trash

My eyes stay focus to the top

I learned my lessons about life

I earned a good reputation

No trash would bring me down

I owned my life to God

And my family of friends

I sought people’s mistakes to learn from

You ought to so the same

The brought to my attention,

“We need to live through the episodes.

Life would be better at the end.”

I learned from life

 


 

Wars

By Kazz Falcon

 

Wars

Please be far away

I can’t handle them

The sight of dead movie

Frightened me to death

The soldiers are fighting for what’s right

Don’t bother me to enlist me

I won’t dare to be a soldier

I do cared for peace

Wars aren’t the way to go

In my eyes

Innocence people are getting killed

For no reason at all

Why couldn’t they put up a wall?

A wall of peace

Talk things out and come to an exclusion

Soldiers doesn’t make it home

Dead, hostage, diseases to name a few

Some are still missing in action

Those wars wouldn’t thrill me

It gave me chills thinking about it

I was truly scared of them

I lost a good night sleep

From the nightmares of the wars

 

 

 


 

Time

By Kazz Falcon

 

Time

What does the future brings?

Anything I like it to be

I’ll be careful what I asked for

It may not be what I want

I expected the unexpected

If I don’t like it

I changed it for the better

I lived only once

I used time at my advantage

Mine, only I used it wisely

I don’t have that much time left

My life is too short

I don’t dare to waste time

It’s too valuable

Time slips away as I get older

Nothing I can do about it

Except make plans to look forward to

I flipped pages in the time book

The future turned into the present

And left the past behind

I wished I could rewind the clock

I locked the bad doors

And lived the good life

Time doesn’t work that way

I must learn from my mistakes

Time healed all wounds

It wouldn’t cost me a dime

Just my time at my expense

Sometimes it tasted sour

I made lemonade out of lemons

I forsaken the bad

I took my time

And recognized life isn’t all that bad

I don’t fall on my face

I stood tall

And put a wall against the bad

Life would be much easier

What does the future brings?

Time

 


 

Broken Dreams

By Kazz Falcon

 

Broken Dreams

I screamed out loud

It seems it won’t happened

I don’t have the energy

The time is slipping away fast

Maybe, I should commit a crime

Things may go my way

Then again, everyone would look at me different

Someone ought to give me a lucky break

I live for that day

Everything fell into its place

I became a happy camper

My day has finally arrived

I conquered all my wildest dreams

It’s only a dream

I woke up from the dream world

Only to realized

I still have the broken dreams

 


 

Oh Well

By Kazz Falcon

 

Oh Well

Life goes on

My attitude about life itself

Am in being rude?

Everyone has problems

Somebody needs to fix them

Nobody like me will help

I’ve my own problems to deal with

Why add theirs to mine?

I must work mine out first

That’s fine by me

The sign on my forehead,

Don’t get me involved

I won’t let yours become mine

It set me on a stress less plate

I’ve met a lot of problems in my lifetime

None I want to go back to

We’re alone in this world

Please give your problems to God

The only advice I can give you

I’m nice enough to be there

As long it’s not stressful

If not, life goes on

On well

 


 

Writing Poems

By Kazz Falcon

 

Writing poems is an art form

I saw it that way

I want to stay on writing poems

People know me through them

And see the real person inside

The poems I write is from life’s experience

The good and the bad

I never want to go back to old Steven

Because God makes it even

Life got better every day

No matter what we do

We can all learned something from my poems

That’s the beauty of it

I taught about life

They’re fascinating by them

The beauty lies within my poems

They saw the beauty

And realized some of them they can relate to

Their hearts touches them

Tears rolled from their eyes

The poems brought the best out of them

In made everyone’s day to love people

An artist’s painting is an art form

People see the beauty of them

The beauty is what they love to see the most

It made them feel good and loving inside

See the art in poems

Called me the artist from the poems I wrote

See the story too

Called me a storyteller, a great one at that

These poems ends at a full swing from a baseball bat

A home run made it a final, 1 – 0

 


The Past

By Kazz Falcon

 

The Past

When does it end?

It never ends when it comes back

Tracking me down and haunting me

It continued to hurt me more

The present may stop it

If I played my cards right

I trusted the so-called friends

The present dusted the past off

It drove me nuts

The past destroyed me in the present

My present friends walked away

And talked I really did killed his gay brother

They made up their mind

The past isn’t too kind

They took my past friend’s side

I looked deep inside of me

I can’t sleep in harmony

The damage have been done

Why can’t they leave the past alone?

It belonged in the past, not the present

We’re living in the present to the future

Not the other way around

Please don’t believe everything you hear

The past

 


Suicide

By Kazz Falcon

 

Suicide

I thought about killing myself

My life was ruined

I put a knife through my heart

The pain ended for sure

A gun is a lot quicker

I aimed it at my head and pulled the trigger

BANG!  I’m dead

Instead, I jumped over a bridge

The fast lane of cars killed me

The last of me splattered all over the highway

Nobody would know why I killed myself

The will to live became the will to die

I’m losing grip on life

Nobody has time to be there

They’re in their own worlds

Who would save me?

I’m still hurting from the troubles

The troubles may cost my life

I really don’t know what to do

I have to end it for once and for all

I’m against the wall of suicide

My downfall isn’t escaping the troubles

It’s making matters worse

In my heart, suicide isn’t the answer

But I have no other choice

I lost everything at my power

My mind was far from living

I’m giving it up for good

My life was so bent out of shape

It’s sending me to an early grave

Suicide is the biggest mistake of my life

I can’t make it in my life

The problems are too hard to face

Nobody understand how I feel

I can’t be free of the troubles

It’s giving me a chance

I tried to dance around it

I cried my eyes out and found suicide

I’ve no one and no place to turn to

I must face the music

Suicide

 

 

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