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I believe I sense
a growing depression
upon my consciousness.
It is forming an imprint
...

Sleeping within delicate
dark wonders,
Warm womb
of docile waves,
...

Mannish boy
everything
gonna be alright.
...

Suddenly her smile makes a lot of sense.
Life is about dollars and cents;
but, it doesn't make sense
when your life is senseless
...

Freedom and love meet together in her eyes.
a fluttering elegance on a whimsical wind.
Expanding wings of soaring insight,
Her grandiose stories are like poems
...

Sunday coffee alongside
a crowded collection
of newspaper conversations.
...

They say its consciousness,
or coincidence.
I say its consequence,
that will be our deliverance,
...

Majestic, Majestic.

Love terrific.
Tragedy, explicit.
...

Me gusta tu amor
Cuando me lo das Simple
Cunado complicas cosas
La situacion se parese tonto
...

10.

Somber thoughts fade 
like poetic love.

While inspired doves
...

Foundational wisdom
warped by
philosophical prose.
...

I hate her. I hate her!
I fucking loathe her! !
Such a disrespectful whore.
An antidepressant
...

Palm to Palm, pray your
frantic mind escapes the
HonK! hONk! HONK!
traffic jam honky tonk.
...

Ambrosial oils drip.
Slippery turns
on every tight curve
of her succulent silhouette.
...

I tremble when I think 
of all the pretty wild flowers 
Beyond my window pane.
...

providence grows
regain control
of your gentle warmth.
...

Sex starved sluts 
search for penis validation.
Yet, are never satisfied
by the wordy semen
...

What's it all worth?
Some may say
its worthless.
To others,
...

Don't you think I know
that my life
is going nowhere?
comparable to a parable
...

As I approach
the speed of life,
I realize
my radiance
...

kevin mireles Biography

Born and raised in Long Beach, CA. Ethnic background of Mexican American decent. Writing is rooted in experience and universal appeal. KEVIN MIRELES expresses witu an honest voice relatable to all perceptions world wide.)

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Untitled: Reason

I believe I sense
a growing depression
upon my consciousness.
It is forming an imprint
on my mind
with images surpassed,
heavily weighted
with regret and ego.

I know my body
shows signs of its toll,
but I cant seem to let go
of seasons lost.
Time tossed aside
for a temporary smile.
I must be dead.

Life cannot exist within
this realm of self pity.
Pathetic swallowing
of trivial days spent,
completing nothing
because I refuse
to compete for something.

I excuse all my failures
as failures made by the world, their failure to recognize
my insecure point of view,
their shortcoming of moving opposite to the way I move.

If I could, magically
transcend this moment
and transfer myself
to a majestic place;
unwavering to the past
not yet eager for the future.

A place where it only takes
a single moment,
one monumental second
to create a lifetime
of happiness,
I would choose to be there.

Only for one reason.
I cant seem
to make me be anything
but broken here.

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