Have a happy day

November

Jacob Adriani — Mon, 21 Nov 2011 12:45:48 +0000

mushrooms they sprout
by the trunk of a tree
that I’ve known in it’s glory
in my youngest years
when I hid
I’d come back to it
running for vict’ry
when I’d overcome all my fears

fortune’s a blessing
truth is a virtue
I’ve learned to control in my time
the latter the master
struck by revolution
whenever I fall back in lies

Eyes of Glass

Jacob Adriani — Wed, 05 Oct 2011 19:06:21 +0000

Too young in fact to be passing through this white gate
at least for my reason of presence
a labyrinth of stone
in a last attempt to capture their essence
I feel at ease here
home
where I once was afraid
the warm sand slips through my fingers
the very sand whereunder faith
I feel as if I am alone here
among more names than I can remember
and those who too come visit
their eyes of glass offer no recognition.

Everybody lies

Jacob Adriani — Tue, 27 Sep 2011 20:53:54 +0000

Everybody lies.
Some of their day
some of their past
some of their night
some on their bed
or of their bed
about their bed
around their head
with horns of red
a halo black
the wings of bats are on their back
the marks of sixes in their neck.

The deepest hell is there within
for deadly sin
unjust and lust
a ruined trust
when it’s their turn they’ll crash and burn
will always yearn unless they learn
sent to flame when one dies
where people burst in deafening cries
where friends and families re-unite
for everybody lies.

The Wave

Jacob Adriani — Wed, 31 Aug 2011 09:08:45 +0000

the wave
of blue
to green
to red

as if a final bed of clothes
wherein wrapped until time
the same time that healeth
rips and tears
until i am left a clueless man

alone
bereft
once again

Grab it by the Testicle (poem by Hank Green) – Rap-i-fied

Jacob Adriani — Sat, 13 Aug 2011 11:31:57 +0000

Hank Green wrote a poem. I made it into a rap.

Rap:

Original:

Have a happy day!