Someone is spending his life Hanging on a delicate thread Of withering relationships, as if Passing time something like this Paying off an eternal debt, as if His feet are swollen from standing in lines of rationed water His children are dying of hunger, as if Time it takes for echoes to return Some...

Some days I come home, tired Deceived by my brother and many others I change my clothes and I sit besides the window I watch some kids playing hide n seek As I hear their innocent screams They could put me to sleep I see a woman carrying Heavy bags of groceries Her little girl crying As if she was t...

I gathered all my courage
And I stepped out of my house
Only to find myself
Rushing back home in disguise
I was taking the Lord’s name in vain
I would never try to step out again

Nick Kler

“Where do you stand in life?” Now that you ask! Scared of it then ever before Eerie feelings hold me back Who knows what would happen? When I crossover to the other side You ask me some questions Answering to them consume A few weeks from my lifetime Who knows what would happen? When I crossover to ...

Looking in the mirror today, made me think When I could not see myself, It made me think How proud was I, of this orphan living within me Seeing your orphanage today, made me think Counting my addictions gives you gratification When you get tired of counting, It made me think Think not! That sadness...

A scream needs a lifetime to be heard Who has lived that long? Who has seen the awakening of Christ? I would be turned into ashes in a moment or two Time It takes I know, For a voice to travel across Man tries to distant himself from sorrows, but why? How can you separate a heart from the core of it...

Decades have passed Nothing has changed Screams remain As the commodities change Where can I find in this clamor? Cost of Silence Scared and stammers Murmers of a heart As we finally meet again In the midst of burning commotion A void is felt, yet again Something of a larger significance Is lost beh...

Evening is about to fall Bright red sun would soon Drown into these vast oceans Watching birds overhead Flying away to their homes Forming groups of their own Far away they might live Getting fast to their nests Must be in a hurry to rest I am afraid of this jungle As I’m left all alone No one that ...

Every mirror that I see Death stares back at me It talks to me so calmly, as if Wanting to share my pain with me Sometimes I feel so scared and alone Death deceives me and my life forlorn I feel lonely and so alone It hurts more and more as I go along It eats the flesh from within my heart Sometimes...

I am a thought meant for someone Yet, It’s always someone else thinking of me Reflection in a mirror gives me an existence It is my destiny to reflect within someone I am a dream meant for someone Yet as always someone else is dreaming of me A few words is all it takes, when described me well Spots ...

I love you my dear, Till the end of this earth Without you my precious; I am just a quiver in dust I breathe you in with every breath I feel your soul from dawn till dusk I’ve captured you in Behind my eyes I carry you with Behind my disguise You are there, Where ever I go My heart beats, My Sweet B...

“Sarah!” She would cry She cried for you, she cried your pain She felt your feelings that hurt your soul “Adia” died the day your flesh Took her breath, left her gasping alone Friends left soon thereafter, One by one, all were gone Friends of money, friends of fame There was nothing left with her to...

Evening comes so quietly As it drinks away the fire Of the burning sunlight Night reappears, yet again Wearing a sparkling dress Of the shinning stars tonight Moon seems dismayed Suffering from tremendous pain Burning red in its face Moon, Why don’t you? Tell me a story of the twilight Sing a song f...

I sit alone at your doorstep Depleted and refused by today My soul has been longing My body is waiting to flee Tears are flowing down my cheeks My voice has lost its key Used and abused by my past Empty and down on my knees My skin was used by a substance In return for hope and glee I often uncover ...

Some can relate to a culture And some relate to your color Some can relate to a religion And some relate to your confusion Some can relate to the pain And some relate to your shame Some can relate to the emptiness And some relate to your wretchedness I can whole heartedly say that I do relate to “Th...