Eric G. Alleyne

Eric G. Alleyne Poems

• Tiger's Lair
  There are too many scents of the world in this place Clear this Zen Garden before it becomes a disgrace The ripples of negative and dank sins remains The hidden agendas, the darkened windowpanes
• Ishmael
  Once the ink is dry The destiny is set The feet are planted The Walls are built
• The Companions
  Functioning in a scattered pack of ravenous wolves Got to keep a pair of heavy dependable work gloves Coming in at a fast rapid pace Not trying to make a peace treaty, all up in your face
• The Ways To The Heart
  I cannot tell you of the hours and the days When I see you there is a bell a chance for peace Gather I the roses strewn on the lawn with care awaiting you arrival You are the essence of togetherness
• A Diamond In The Rough
  Got up this morning with a glimpse at the sunrise I turn For the yesterdays gone it is the now the here that I yearn Here for the service and the prayer of each day I, the dark, lumpy, molted clay
• Take A Look At The World
  Well the period has come and gone The many nights forlorn Anxious for another day To once again be reminded of the grave
• Starving For The Possibilites
  It is a joy to Surprise A clears Sunrise The sounds drift in through the window panes The rush of traffic it is even on the Web, life in the fast lanes
• The Real Life
  I got out of bed and what I saw It could cause most men to dread The penalties of being fitful is obviously clear The patterns of those around me
• Open Wide The Gates To Hell
  Shocked at the approach to this theme Funny when truth illuminates it causes the senses to scream There are doorways to the gates to both realities The government one the other a safe house from the tragedy
• Not Wanting To Be A King
  On the other side of the rainbow Can you imagine things running rapid to moving slow With just no place to go If there was a choice and things were different
• High Above
  If the mention of the places I am allowed to go The heights would dizzy even the crow The matter and air is to thin to breathe It not a trick and it is not up the sleeve
• Larger Than Life
  If I told you truth you would no believe The truth that the creator is the only one to achieve Another story another message and messenger in this time Harassed, lied to, and kept under subjegation a black mime
• Gathering Roses
  Once and a while I got to admire the thorn and the beauty It can be so tempting to try to capture the richest pirate treasure Senses are dead to the pain There is only ice and numbing sensations
• O Allah Who Can Find Words For You
  O Allah who can find words for you The Eternal, The Refuge The Majestic, are but a few You the Creator, I the Slave