Truth, Comedy & Poetry for All
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ON A DARK NIGHT LIKE THIS dedicated to Angel, Margaret and all those lovely creatures of the night,
A date is ended in an argument
In his crimson red sports car he rode
It was on a night just like this
He went to a club in Manhattan
Women were absolutely everywhere
So the ‘hunter’ set his sights
Suddenly the eye contact shifted power
The ‘Inferno’ was now the hunting ground
As if by magic and without any interference he came to her mesmerized
to be continued . . .
THE CONVERSATION dedicated to E.L.
First of all, what was it,
I have the question,
I may have given unwanted signs,
I’m also sorry for any unwanted words,
I’m sorry that I may have misinterpreted,
and I’d rather say that nothing ever happened--
This, I assure you, was a mistake in my judgment,
I’d like to ask you to let us start all over again,
like my favorite vampiress, Vladimira (6/14/98)
A man’s left to wander alone
He decides to go out anyway
He figures it’s better than staying home
He looked all throughout the lively city
In hope that a new girl he would find
One he could charm when he’d see
A night with a moon full and high
He’d figured it would be a good idea to go dancing
And there ‘hunt’ being sly
One by the name of ‘Inferno’
Parked, walked in, and then,
he looked at his choices flow
Quite beautiful in all types
Then suddenly one caught his eye
One that just seemed so perfectly ‘ripe’
He made some deeply set eye contact
And just then at that moment,
was when he felt a strange impact
The hunter became the hunted
She had eyes so bright, skin so pale,
hair so long, and lips so crimson red
And now he’d unknowingly become her prey
But little did he know that because of her
He’d never again see the light of day
Not even interrupted by the music playing so loud
His stare was locked onto her blue seductive eyes,
as he made his way through the club’s thick crowd
that stopped us from "talking" anymore?
It seems like I am knocking,
but no one opens this door
but an answer I can not get
What was that last straw,
that has your mind so set?
and for that I am quite sorry
I never would’ve done so if,
I knew this was the end to our story
I may have told you
Because hurting our friendship,
is the last thing I wanted to do
things you might have done or said,
but as for right now it’s all over,
and I’m just trying to clear my head--
and that we could give friendship another shot--
but the silence between these ‘new strangers’,
is right now all that I’ve got
which I don’t plan on ever doing again
Understand that I respect you as a person,
and that I value you so much as a friend
from the beginning
So-- my name is ___________
What’s yours?
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About the Book
In a time of grief over his first romantic misunderstanding, Nelson realized that his feelings had to be expressed. Worrying about not wanting to bore anyone with his problems and realizing the amount of long hours he worked in front of a computer, he realized that writing out exactly what was felt during intense moments seemed to ease the pain. Not knowing that there would soon be a whole collection of poems as he continued writing about other romantic situations, he made the poems into a file that would be kept only for himself. After meeting someone very special, his first true love, he wrote much more and made the file into a chapter that would at some point be made into a complete book including other serious and comic poems. And so, this book is a collection of four chapters that examine humor, family, love and the world around him. After having won multiple contests, being published by Poetry.com, and drawing a crowd of interested readers by being placed regularly in Berkeley College’s school newsletter, Nelson is finally releasing all of his earliest work for others to read. The "New Poet" hopes that his honesty, creativity, comic wit and deepest feelings will get others into reading, understanding, writing, and most importantly, enjoying the art of poetry. Truth, Comedy, & Poetry for All is the new American Dream.
About the Author
I have to admit, making it to college without having a girlfriend is pretty amazing. But that is how my life worked out until that point. I never had any urges to want to write either, but that changed in college too. I never really cared for poetry, however that is something that I will never be able to say again. We can never say that we know what the future holds, but at least we can always look back at what the past had in store for us and we can always keep going back to it so that we can learn from our mistakes. I found out that through poetry, we can create an "album" of our best and worst moments and thoughts. This is why writing poetry is so interesting to me. I am fascinated with analyzing how our thinking changes and how we "evolve" over time and learn from our past mistakes in life and relationships. However, beyond that, I also think that poetry is a wonderful way to express exactly what is being felt without having to worry about all those rules of grammar and punctuations. I was born and raised in Brooklyn, New York. I was the straight "A" student who was always into drawing, and working on short vampire stories. I never, in a million years, figured that I would end up writing poetry. I mean, I was never into even reading any poetry besides anything that I was forced to read for my schoolwork along the years. But here I am at 23 years of age, finally self-publishing my first book and trying to get others into expressing themselves as I now do. I love the feeling of letting my words and emotions escape me so freely without worries of perfection. Poetry has opened my eyes to interpreting everything around me as well as to being a little more open about my feelings. It certainly helped me to cope with those long nights of broken hearts and it certainly has helped me share some rather interesting tales. I just still find it hard to believe that this all started from just one romantic misunderstanding. Truth, Comedy, & Poetry for All is my very first poetry book. To me, it is a photo album where my thoughts and ideas, instead of pictures, were placed as I went through all my first stages--creativity, joy, and heartbreak. It is also an album where I put in images of how much I cared for my mother, and how creative I can get with thieves, vampires and crazy childhood situations. I like to think of this book as my stepping stone towards publicly expressing my feelings with more than just my friends, and also perhaps as a stepping stone to getting others to share their ideas as well.