I was an unaccepted man

I was an unaccepted man
I was an unaccepted man
they threw my vases, clothes, and my life in fire
thought I was dominant, powerful, and majestic
thought I was prideous, the king of the jungle, unstoppable
they had no way but pushing me out of my land
that I inch by inch crawled closer and closer
the history I had made was left in blank
as I went away from that forsaken land
In that desert, wind blew hard, hard on me
torn clothes, foot, and body
the only thing I didn't want
was what i had, but that changed when I saw a tourist
"Aint you that old piece of dump"
lowered my gaze and saw him spit at my feet
I realized the only way to be accepted by them was to hate myself
I was an unaccepted man

Good or Bad

Thought that this pom sort of relates to Do Seek Their Meet From God

Are you a weakling gowning with discomfort
Are you foolish and decievable
Are you a baby with closed eyes
If you are you may not live another day
It is the  vicious, the cruel, that conquer the land
with majestic pride swelling upon their ignorant face
It be the Satan that suck you soul until you don't consider grace
It be the lifeless ghosts yet so  live full that play mind games in you brain
They pity us, think we are worthless rotten garbage
But it be our pride and intelligence that soar above the very best
It be our skillful traits that flash the gaping hands of the mischievous
It be our morals,and etiquettes that will grant us eternal happiness
It be the willingness of pain and suffering  that grant us giant fortitude
Greatness can be achieved by life longing, but a man can hop to greatness
who shall decipher the battle for the fittest

Love Poem

I AM CRAZY

It was my desire, my eternal goal to be with her

I loved her and I fathomed she take me.

My master was corrupted, his heart full of ignorance, jealousy

I set forth my conquest, my gateway to win her over.

On the sunset full of flamboyant colours, we sat in my horrific shed, she bound with me

 Indeed I was the lover, like a candle melting away from the touch of light she bound with me

But only to the slight movement of my master, she without me, but she with my lord

I locked myself in my shed, why can I not be in a state of ecstasy and say she is not yours but mine to my lord

Is it a sin for such happiness in ones soul clear from impurities, to be taken away

Lost in words, lost in purpose, there’s nothing else than love

In ecstasy I drank some wine, my heart changed into a meteorite

For sometime love has distracted me from death

But now without it I shall crawl closer to death

Oh the great emperors of China, have you not been touched by love?

Have you not been crazy for it, in search of it?           

I mourned, and wailed, symptoms of love kicked in: frail, and blinded from crying,

But in the distance I fashioned a smell of crimson blood, it from my lover

How cruel and mischievous to kill a perfection of divinity, a creation from the Lords

From that day on I growled in agony, pain and sorrow

Never to let love fool and despise me again

                                                           

Am I a physical or sedentary person

At age 4, I would finally realize if I was that type of person who likes to explore the physical world. I wasn't that type of guy. At an early age I had been cared for and entrusted with love by my parents.  With that being in mind when ever I was outside of school hanging out with my friends at UBC playing games and having fun, I would always feel an emotion that i wasn't at home, not were I was supposed to be.  The feeling wasn't warm or welcoming. My family isn't this way at all, especially my brother. He definitely enjoys the physical world as he hangs out with friends goes to the gym and goes to work. I don't know how he likes the physical world. To me, the outside world is like a mystery. Everything is obscured for me, but at least at my home, I know the environment well and the people living there. I also know where all my belongings are and were they are kept. This gives me a sense of ease and comfort.Unlike my house, the outside world changes everyday: new buildings are made, new people interact with you, and you go to different environments. I have never truly grasp hold of the physical, and when I do enter that world, I just get shocked. With the personality that I have being conscientious and cautious, It adds even more shock and nervousness. I always was that solitary person, never wanted to talk to people or even go out. Instead I was more worried about my room not to have scratches. My mom's way of cleaning up my room was to pile up everything in an unorganized fashion and then with a assertive voice tell me to clean it all up. How was i supposed to clean up the mess? When I saw that there was dents and folds on my pieces of paper from last year and scratches on my equipment, I would get even more angry and frustrated. I would literally sit in my room for about 15minutes thinking about that little scratch on my desk.  This is probably the sole reason why I have not helped out with the renovation going on our house recently. Sometimes my parents can't bring me to our old house and they bring me to the place i dread about. When I enter the house, I go inside with a different mind set. I get frantic seeing everything all over the place and when my family tell me to work, after 10minutes I get very tired and start to sweat. I like a world were it is clean and tidy and that is not too overcrowded.