So what if it’s a nice day?
That does not mean I want to go out to play
In fact, I think I will take rest here
Under my warm comforter.

So what if I’m supposed to go to work?
That does not mean I will
In fact, I think I will call in sick
And order in some food.

So what If I am lazy?
I like it this way,
Laying in bed
And sleeping the days away.



At the thought of you with her…
At the sight of your tongue dancing with hers…

At the thought of your hands intertwined…
At the sound of her laughter,┬ádivine…

At the thought you were in love…
At the sight of her shuddering under your touch…

At the thought I might not be enough…
At the realization I’ve got to stop…

Stop this jealousy…
I have conjured with my mind…

Stop the envy…
Gurgling inside…

The Seven Deadly Sins


The seven deadly sins

Wrap me up in fire

The Devil’s flaming tongue

Curses as I enter

Below the ground

Below the earth

So far down

It begins to hurt

I’m only human

The seven deadly sins.



This poem actually used to be part of a song I wrote a few years back during the summer when I locked myself in my room with my guitar and just spewed out a ton of songs. I never quite liked the lyrics but the chorus always stuck with me so I thought by turning it into a poem I could launch a series of poems about each of the “Seven Deadly Sins”!