What Does it Mean? (Poem)

For what is needed to thus change the change within me?
I do not understand, and I lack to be free.
My heat is scorned to the public eye,
whispering words that have traveled from sea to sky.

My Pain
A way of copeing, this guilt stain of rain.
Running from the shadow that lurks,
within myself, fear into the unknown of mindless works.

What does it mean to change when all I do is complain,
must I submit to the moon that lies wait under wane?

What is needed I do not know,
Deep within myself a countless woe,
That nobody understand or knows.
But myself,
My tears drops that fall,
A world reflection of auto stealth.

Tribal Nightmare (Poem)

For I have found myself embarking upon a reality
A tribal nightmare glutten in insanity of vague expressions that tranquils in vanity.
For what I have thus percieved is not my own
but a multi colored world that shall cast a stone
at anything they feel is not for them... Deep in depression of feeling so alone.

My senses tell me that the point in the heart are to be revealed
In a dense world that captures imagination and deep thrilled saturation of fullfillment.
My dream are vivid crystal clear
A morning sickness of unimaginitive fear.

I look around and see the world is changing,
While deep inside the pride of the ego is far to reaching.

If you awaken the slumber of some immoral beast
he will undo the rattling cage and all hearts shall cease.

Cease to exist in a world that was caged for the inside out...
A nightmare beholding with nothing we can do but shout.

Better Wishes (Poem)

Thus have I heard of a yet splendid pleasure,
But the pleasure was of so thick it did not last.
The dew upon my face has drifted unto my lips,
reminding me of your satin filled bliss that has slipped
Away from me
Far from me.

Better wishes for you on a love so true.

The embrace of comfort in song
has led me to face deep realization that turns wrong.
My depression is not to lay heavy and alone,
Unwavering lust that send chills to bone.

Better wishes for you on a love so true,
Stagnate colors that mix in a whirlwind of hype colors so new.

Comfort of serenity was in my arms,
Waiting to be tangeled into your web
Hybrid Storms.

Better wishes for you on a love so true.
Thats the way I stand,
On a world thats put into cue.

Copyright 2010 by TC McKinney

*To a Dear Friend and Fan of Mine

Update Weekly

About a week ago I started Volume II of my book "La Chanson D' Amour" and it has progressed well in the last week. I am currently wanting to add a subtitle to the main title. What do you guys think? Would this be a good idea? Also in the progress in my work is the New Age Edition of my first book "Poetic Decree of Diversity" and thinking of making a volume set of this also. I would love any feedback that you may have. Thanks Everyone

Todays Struggle

Todays struggle has merely been finding inspiration lately. When I do get inspiration creativity flows through me where I will write at the most four poems a day for a solid week and sometimes a month. It seems as though I do have the inspiration but can't manage to let it flow because I have not yet found the wording that I m looking for.