~Ryusin Poetry~

Poetry says' it's best. I don't care what they say- it's better then all the rest. Rhyme a dime, hey; at least I ain't commitin a crime- No, no... Just writing on a moments whim... letting my heart write to it's limitless content... and so there we have it; poetry at it's finest has no script, has no direction- it simply flows on a feelings whim... a whim that just might be a bit of brilliance if ya believe in those hands of yours to type to your hearts content again and again...

~Time Again?~

Time again. Why won't you gimme a break? You keep wrecking my fate. You keep making me late! Why must you move so fast, have last I lost it? I think not! Time, time - your with me again, working against me like some cruel twisted form of fate. I can't rate you or even define you- your just that annoying pest who shames me time and time again.

Time again. Leave me alone. Let me win again. Let me live life like I want - without your constant haunt that I'm late again. Time, time, to let go again. It's tommorow again. Yesterday was the same as the next and the last. Oh forget the past- I'd give a dime to make you go away again... Time... Time... if i could that is....
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"Everyday is exactly the same"
Remember Yesterday? It felt like today. Remember last week? It felt like today. Remember last month? It felt like today. Everyday is exactly the same. There is no shame, there is no pain, There is no love, there is no way such could be true, but sad to say such is very true indeed.

You can't cry. You can't sigh. You are nothing but the same. To whatever you do now, it's all the same. You dream of fame, you ponder of the thought of another way- but either way- everything is always the same. Why did life take a knife to you in such a way? It is some sick joke?! No, it's actually your own silly play. For you see--> Everyday is what you make of it, for yes, there is a lot of the same- but for every dream- there is a way. a way out of this haunted maze. A way to a path where everyday will no longer be the same... same.... same... ya see, it's like a game.

Your the player. Life is the game. You just can't have it your way. Your loosing now, but don't fret, it might not always be this way. Your okay... believe me... everyday is the same but something will change this twisted way... believe me.... believe me you must, or forever be stuck in the same... same.... same....
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"Chewin my gum, thinkin like a thug"
Yeah, that's right. I'm chewin my gum and thinkin like a thug- Tired of being this person you always mug. Your the criminal and I'm the beast. Tonight- I'll make you my feast. I'll take you down in your shame and make you know I am no longer the same. I'm king now- Yeah, that's right. Chewin you down and spittin you like a peice of.... oh what's that?

Don't be like that. I told you I'm a thug... heh, I might even say your a skunk! because, let's be honest now.... it's reverse now... You were once king and now I am loud and proud - No longer can you take me, shape me or mold me into what you desire... and how you have that deep fire to do ever so... no more shall you do so.

I'm a thug... or so I say... but really I'm just admitting that now I'm okay. Because I'm at top again, stronger the before... and you.... well... heh, all I can feel for you is simple pity that you are no longer.... Anymore.
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"Please, do so"
If you want to do it. Simple yet scary, yet scary yet ... oh forget it! It's just not as easy as you tell me so! You act like it's so easy... if only you understood my side... but let's be real: We can't hide anymore. You said you wanted help so I said 'what can I do' you told me all you had too and then you paused... Why?!

Why could you do such to me? Trust is surely like a peice of clay... you can see I am solid and strong...a foundation that will last forever lure. However decieving you may see me to be, please understand that whether you like it or not- I'm on my way. I'm on my way to dive into you. Feed you. Live you. but never- will I ever, scold or mold you. Your fine doing things your own way. Please, do so. Do what you wish... but remember I told you my only wish! but it's over now- I'm on my way! I can't stand to stand still forever more!!! I need to know you are doing things your own way... Why? well it all begins with 'Please, do so' because hey, I'm not one to exagerate... Be my guest really... PLEASE, DO SO. Take a risk. Meanwhile, let me insert this floppy disc into my PC..... ANTIQUATED EVER SO! but so are you- Stop relishing on the long lost forever more and move on ever so, toward your own way... your own path...

Please, do so.

Please, do so.
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"Memory is like a drum..."

Memory is ever so like a drum. Beating in your head, never seeming to end. Memories of good and memories of bad- which do you remember more? Don't tell me... I can already see just by the way you looked at me. You want it to continue or you want it to end? Make your mind before this becomes a memory of ever so regret....

and... like a drum... like a drum

We keep marching on... In search of new memories, in search of new that we never forsaw. I'm not genie but I can certainly say, that your in for a surprise, unless you stay consumed in this very memory... memory...

and like a drum...

you say, what now? what do you desire? that fire in your eyes is only HALF the story... your mind truly stores it all. It's time you put down the drum and let this moment turn not just a memory... but an experience... oh but I'm no genie so forget what I say at last...

and like a drum.... like a drum....

Keep marching stranger.... march... march.... march to your own beat =)