I Must Say

I must say

It has been a while

I seemed to have lost my way

For my pen was in exile

The time that has been lost

Cannot be recovered

But once again, our paths have crossed

Please listen to what I've discovered

My time away has told me this

You must not lose sight of what you love

Because it will make you feel bliss

Reach for your dreams high above

Don't get me wrong

It was hard to keep in sight

But if your love for something is strong

It is worth putting up a fight

My work may not be very good

Lacking structure, organization and such

But I shall write until I am understood

Because I love it very much

One second from the start

Surroundings begin to fade

Nothing to guide you but your heart

through the cold empty shade

Obstacles lay down before you

Time and strength it took to pass

just one step further, something new

Something sly, like a serpent in some grass

Carefully you tread upon the trail

Crafty and cunning the obstacle becomes

it throws everything it can, to make you fail

But thy heart and strength was enough to overcome

Not all battles will be won with brawn

Keep emotions in check, and fight from dusk to dawn

Shakesperian Sonnet

Someone to live an love for all of time

That runs and sticks by thy own side always

And that is what I hope to make be mine

Until that time arrives I will replay

Those beautiful moments that we both shared

Because nothing remains except dried tears

That have become salty and made me scared

But just to think of this relives my fear

Because of what is down the road unknown

Shadows disguise all things in the dark night

But as the time ticks slow, we age, all grown

And with this age, that dark we fear, turns light

Just please forget those loves that thy has lost

And live for now and time will melt that frost

The Pursuit of Love

So many seek to find

The tragedy of love

So innocent and true

Like a pure white dove

Although many seek and search

Only a few will find

That person that completes them

Who is one of a kind

Stars

As the stars in the sky gleam

With their bright white light.

The darkness fades away.

Taking with it, the feeling of fright

Red Apple

The bright red apple

Fell out of the tree

Landing on the dry cold ground

A ground littered with leaves

The apple layed for a couple of days

Until a little boy came along

Tempted he was to take it

But wondered if it was wrong

Because the tree belonged

To old man G

Everyone was scared of him

Including you and me

Rage

No more hate

Just filled it with rage

Hopefully these suckas well see that i don't play

Cause one day they gunna end up hurtin themselves in a way

When there aint no comin back, and your the one lookin at the stage.

Time

I once loved long ago, as the universe did once grow, all the colors came to and fro, and at the same time the pain was unknown

now that the present is here, i don't feel like opening the gifts in which it reveals,
for i am scared to see what may appear

but the future holds secrets that i wish to know,I need a partner to help me find my flow

Chapters

Things of life have just passed through, another chapter that Ive written with you, maybe some of the times weren't always so cool

but i tried till the end to make it right with you, it wont ever happen and now i see that too

so ill take the experiences i had with you, and make it better in my next chapter without you.

Canvas

Writin down the power of life, as i see that theres nothing left in sight

the canvas is blank with nothing but pain, as i try and color it with something thats great

even though it may feel bland, all the colors combined make something grand

we see the now and not the then, keep moving with the present to make your future the best you can.

My view on poetry...

It is not the poet that makes the poem great. It is the reader that interprets it, and makes it make sense.

The Storm

It was a normal day

Everything seemed calm

The sun was shining bright

But something was very wrong

Before anything could react

The dark gray clouds rolled in

The heat of the day went away

Because with the clouds came the winds

Chaos erupted into the air

Everything was ripped left and right

But this didn't last long

It was over before night

The darkness faded away

Bringing to the eyes, that nothing stands

Nothing but the shattered hopes

Just the ruins of a once great land

Unaware

Sometimes I think that this is unfair.

That nothing can compare,

to the feelings that we share.

We make the perfect pair,

but you are very unaware

that what we have is rare

that, girl, you are my air

and I would never dare

to walk away, I swear.

The great book

Whats going on now a days,
people running around looking affray, trying to hide from the light of day,
even though they seek time away

People push and scream,
as they realize that life is not a dream, its hard an cold,
with out any ounce of gold,

The man tries to find a way,
to get back his life, to stay on page,
but the book keeps on going with out his name.

Flow

Boom, plow, the music plays loud,

divine music warping all around,

even feeling it in the ground

Your favorite song , keeps on strong,

as you stay with the bass,

just trying to keep face

No more it ends, silence come with it,

even in the wind,

until I hear the next one coming on again.

Dark Path

Inspiration is divine, I want it to be all mine, but the forces that be, wont let me see, the true answers that lie in front of me

all the glorious things they think should be, but they are not me, so how could they see, the dream of an individual, compared to the flock of sheep

conform conform, they yell at thee, as I try and continue down the path that is me.

A Great Man

We celebrate this day

On behalf of a great man

Who put down his foot

And took a brave stand

He fought for the rights of many

He said no more segregation

He wanted blacks and whites together

He wanted a unified nation

Never did he give up

He protested through the streets

When he made it to capital hill

He shouted "I have a dream"

A dream that went down in the books

A dream that changed you and me

A dream that came true

A dream that made history

why so mean!

Why so mean!?
Always turning a cold shoulder when i need warmth the most
Killing everything you touch by just passing over it
Being selfish for you
Life means nothing to you as long as you can spread everywhere
Your harsh sting chills my skin
I stay inside to get away from your harsh treatment
I guard myself with fire and blankets
As little chipmunks must under ground
And snakes and frogs must hide
But youll be gone soon
And all my friends will bloom.

Problems

Peace is nothing but a dream
Stained by the greed of green
Bystanders watch as it bleeds and screams

Borders separate all that is love
A nation scared of change
Instead of embrace, they shove

Language, the essence of life
Words fly back and forth
Flying daggers cutting like a knife

They say equal for all lovers
But not necessarily
What if they're the same sex as each other?

Famine strikes the lives of those
No one extends a hand
No food or clothes

So focused on material objects we are
We lose sight of what is right
This is all leaving a scar

Everyone feels the effects in the dark of the night
The darkness of power consumes their minds
Power doesn't care if you're black or white

Pushing for a picture of hell
Will things ever change?
Only time will tell

The Word.

My love is strong,

like ocean waves crashing,

or a full moon in the dead of night,

but these things are just things that i can try and compare,

nothing really will,

words can never explain,

ill try and try and try but ill always come up blank,

the memories burn like a fire in the night,

and all i can do is try and stay up so i don't forget them,

i counted the minutes as no words came over the phone,

i wanted it to last forever,

but at last to no avail,

i listened to the slow breathing of sleep,

just as the wind would blow in spring,

but at last these words can not explain,

so ill try and try and try.

-Jon

Butterfly

One blow of the wind
And off she goes
Flapping her wings
With a breeze in her nose

Sadness I feel
Because I want her by me
Happyness enters
Because she is free

Roaming around
Hopping from flower to flower
Not looking back
As I get sadder and sadder

Come back to me
My beautiful butterfly
You are unique and exotic
And I tell you all the time

Hold on to me
As the wind gently goes
Hold on tighter
As the gale violently blows

Dream

There once was a girl
That swept me off my feet
I pinched myself a couple of times
To make sure it wasn't a dream

I closed my eyes for just one second
And just like that
She slipped away from me

If only I could see her face just one time
I would do anything to make her mine

Music of the Game

I worte this a couple weeks ago.


My music plays as I lay thinking of what i've made,
making sure that it's not all in vain,
fellings start to become barred

I've figured out the reason why,
It's because the music doesn't lie,
the girl I thought I loved might not give back the same,
So now all I do is play it safe

Safe is a word for the strong,
But most people would think thats wrong,
They don't listen to the lyrics of their song,
fast or slow it will always come quick

My patience is long only if I dont feel wrong,
all these things make it hurt,
When everybody but one,
is trying to tell you you're wrong

Im a soldier of love,
But I feel like my country doesnt give a fuck,
I try to explain,
only I can feel this rage

The music helps me get through this,
even though I feel stuck,
maybe im wrong and this is all useless pain,
but if it's not then I might just start blaming god

But I knew the game,
so im going to stay and pray hope it's not yet gone,
trying to play the game as an all-star,
untill all the lights turn off,

I try to find the way,
even if it's covered during the game,
I dont want my fear and pain,
make me lose this game

So I pick myself up,
put on the song,
and get lost in the waves,
of my life as I start to stray.

Puzzled.

The things i feel are so incomplete, emotions are all running deep, different voices saying the same thing, that i was played like a chelo or a violin, but either way im still confused, about what happpend between me and you.

Silver Elegance

Black hair running down to her back, her smile brings on a white shine from her teeth

Her glasses lie on the bridge of her small petite nose, her dark skin runs deep through out her body

her slender body in a silver dress, with eyes of brown looking back in the mirror as she checks to make sure the eye linear works before she walks out the room.

Song Of Myself

I celebrate my life,for it be who i be, even though not all the good things come with me, my soul is talking to its self, but sometime it does not want to help

My body and mind are all in one, with my great spirit connecting all of them, but my heart is there with no connection, it still directs me with conviction

My soul goes with all these feelings, but my heart is the one that keeps them beating, one angel above the rest, holds the heart thats in my chest

Although she may not seem divine, Ive seen her greatness overtime, demons try to keep me at bay, but my love will try and defeat them all one day

The one I love is blind no more to my heart and souls open door, but theres one more stone yet to be unturned, but my patience will not be deterred

In my life, friends have been absurd, but there all not ridiculous in so many words, im from a place were darkness reigns, and the light has a hard time breaking the chains

my friends are still blind to the light, even though i try to show them whats right, at the same time i love them with vigor, because there my brothers in there glorious figure

My lifes been great, even with all the downs, but its time for me to take a bow, my childhood is over and done for now, time to be an adult and be very proud

One more thing before I go, Be confident in yourself and don let that go, my love is in reach rather than throw, because of all the discipline and courage I show.

-Jon .H Cummings

Poetry

We have started doing poetry in my creative writing classes and i thought you should hear what my definition of poetry is.

Poetry is a man way of braking from the shackles of his mind and letting his heart take him in directions he wouldn't or couldn't go in without the pilot being something real.

-Jon

Thy Playpus Love

Theres a girl i know whos smart and funny, but she's playing with a man whos jsut a dummie, and im trying to show her that i make that money, i would give it all up for your loving honey.

An excerpt from my story "Stars in space"

A little something from my short story.


“I really do hate the taste of liver” Tim, says out loud to know one in particular as he’s floating through his space ship watching a video on his 80’ molecular projector screen. I wonder when ill be able to go home, I’ve been out here for 5 years with no real human contact, sure I’ve seen people over the tele communication video but it’s not the same as seeing the people in person. I wish I could hold my wife again, smell her hair that she washes’s with that strawberry shampoo and her soft silky skin. As Tim was busy thinking about his wife an alert started to go through the system then another, and in a couple of moments his whole console was lit up with warnings and danger signs. Tim finally snapped out of his day dream and yelled out “computer report!” the computer responded in a females voice, “it seems that there is an meteor shower coming this way ETA: 5 minutes”.
“Shit I was hoping I wouldn’t run into this”, “Computer go to evasive actions and get the emergency pod ready!” “Right away” she purred back. As I realized that I didn’t have enough time to get out of the way from the asteroids u knew a crash landing needed to be done if I wanted to live.”Computer what galaxy are we in?” a couple seconds by when she said “it seems we have drifted into the Margabbe system: number of planets charted: zero.” As she said this my heart dropped, my calculations must’ve been wrong because I shouldn’t be on the edge of known galactic space. ”ok well I guess we go to plan B, Computer what’s the closet known planet to us?” “one moment please” another couple of seconds went by when she said “Planet Alpha5436”.
I checked the scanned recordings of the planet and found that it may actually be able to handle life “Computer set our course to Aplha5436! And step on it we only have two minutes left!”.”Command confirmed, new course Alpha5436.” I got in the pod and brought along as much food as I could and one picture of my wife, and got ready for the landing that could kill me in an instant.
Some people would say they would pray, or ask for forgiveness but I believed a long time ago that there is no god, and if there is one he has abandoned me long ago. So instead I wrote a letter on the molecular flat screen to my wife saying how I was sorry to her that I won’t be coming back and I wish I could change things and also put in the coordinates for Alpha5436. I sent out the beacon and waited the last thirty seconds in anticipation.