Mindful pictures grasp upon hes, but, what ifs
Negative thoughts construct unwanted self myths
Consume positive visions replay those memories
Foresee an amazing script, weaved into sweet melodies
If life begins to weigh down, flower-bomb your conscious
Self harness your dreams, remain one self-goddess
Hold the thrown to reality, don’t let it guide you
Mold your eyes to witness what really lies to a few..
J.A. Vasquez
Many countless nights.
Amongst endless fights.
In existence the world turns.
The living flesh suffer burns.
Nothing ever seems to comes to peace.
Explosions conquer the middle east.
Rebel kings hostage those innocent.
This world we call home overflowed with such pestilence.
We seek for truth and look right past it.
Blind minds are constantly led into stone pits.
Un-shield your eyes grasp upon the image.
Become no outcast to life and whats in it…
-J.A. Vasquez
I stepped into her eyes, only to get caught in such mystery.
I forever saw it coming, her plus I equals no misery.
Better now than never finding.
With her against my shoulders, my mainspring keeps on winding.
God is good yes, God is great.
Even greater for crashing me into fate.
Once our sights locked each other in, we 2 became to 1.
Our steps became 2 similar, and so we danced to love.
I pledged to never look again.
When sharing moments, I look to the sky.
To see her eyes reflecting back, my..my oh my.
I’d do whatever it takes, talking more than just living life.
Till death do us part, in my book there is no such line.
Thus to continue forever and after, nothing will ever set us apart..
-J.A. Vasquez
They say I lost my mind
But in the scheme of things I never lost my rhyme
The thin line between love and hatred
I’m the black pill in the matrix
The saturated life
They say life is what u make it
So I wait quick
On a space ship
So I could take it
As high as the stakes get
And yet I’m still lost in time!
-J.A. Vasquez
Her presence alone fluctuates, the way I end my sentence
Deeply lost in her sight, perfect as can be for instance,
Not to simple, just right, amazing smile, eyes to light
Laughter of a goddess, kind, caring, with a heart to fight,
Molded through fire, with a mind like no other
Perfect woman portrait, and I owe it to her mother…
-J.A. Vasquez
Falling becomes great when you fall for something.
Falling becomes cowardly when you fall for nothing.
Symbolic courage symbols engraved into this inner being.
Dreams aren’t realistically captured without pain feeling.
When you seek to obtain existence in life so facile.
Expect to redeem in the distance backtracking a mile.
A life full of bruises, sweat, and blood is worth living.
The tunnel begins to close in, exits extending, you keep giving and giving.
An adrenalin indeed worth seeking.
Next time an easy route appears approach it thinking…
-J. A. Vasquez
A silhouette is what I see
I look right and left, thus to see it right beside me
Seems like there’s no way of escaping it
Two stitched into one, perfectly made we were fit
But then one day that all went down the drain
Understand that dreams became to nightmares, sane became insane
What I thought was my silhouette, has now abandoned me
Felt un-ordinary walking without a cast to accompany me
Then something strange occurred when I walked right past it
I caught a quick glimpse of it, it had wings
My silhouette it had wings! In just that second wings become to nothing
In just a thought god to me was nothing
I begged for forgiveness, opening my eyes to see I was not alone
It was back! Guiding me with such stealth of a drone
Shape shifting nightmares to dreams
Capability of walking through shadows with light beams
Flashing negativity with light of possibility
This time around my silhouette and I had abilities
But this time this silhouette has WINGS!
-J. A. Vasquez
She holds a soul so heavenly encrypted,
Only to be detected by thee who can detect it,
So I tempered with an intelligent mind,
Only to find a love scheme conducted against mine,
Two souls rightfully meant to meet and synchronize,
I fell in love with an image so mischievous like the oceans tides/
-J. A. Vasquez
Gravity pulls, and gravity drops
Thoughtful deeds prospect, sinful thoughts abolish
Author self peace, as tears alter airdrops
Why live regular? Shift to irregular, ordinary fish to bluefish
Positive fumes, and negative vibes
Mindful aromas transform, dead ideas lie extinct
Hieroglyph scripts to lost mentalities, and lead knowledge into minds
Forth our existence, through words of sanity it shall be synced
I witness lost souls roaming in wonder less thoughts
So I express meaningful words in snapshots
Captivate an image of them with such prospect
To create a leader of their own, no suspect
We all need that push to come forth at times
Sometimes others don’t obtain such an image
So let’s influence eyes with wisdom, to stop crimes
To spread peace, to end world carnage
-J. A. Vasquez
A reflection upon a surface flashes on-going history
Which time itself then captivates
A blueprint of such mystery
As secrets dwell within the image, future only awaits
Become the author of whom to be
Hindrance vile streams
Amble self images uniquely off key
Be the ruler of the picture, create one self khan
Images portrait a motion playing act
Stepping into scene step by step sequels
Your image, colors, motions, only one contract
Walk along the road to unleash historical unloads
-J. A. Vasquez
A language filled with mystery and rarity
Which brings upon a scenery of guarantee
Forth upon two souls sculptured to be
Molded through life’s elements, rapture ruby
Created upon two spirits of kind
Two righteous love pilots combined
With a passion towards each other
Only set on to move forwards with the other
This spoken language is seen through love
A celestial scene indeed for thee I thank lord above
For thee gift of such a feeling in life
Is a blessing of healing without price
-J. A. Vasquez
