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Kayle Lopez
Oh, how pleasent
your favorite, you dork!
For that sick, scary shit! ....creep.
Oh yeah, sure its art man... whatever you say.(Seriously some cool shit though)
For those with little imagination.
This stuff is crazy!(Those with detailed imaginations)
All types of sculpture - you may be surprised
like shooting a gun but more artsy! I guess a drawing can be compaired to a bow and arrow.
songs, poems, stories, whatever. Just read it or write it.
Watered Down

As I sink into sand
Inspiration and love
Whirl about in my heart
I could soar on wings
Abandoned by the world
He lifts me up and restores my
life
One breathe into my lungs
Saliva to quench my thirst
One touch from his hand
Molds me back together
Anxiety and anger shoot from
my fingertips
As I am reborn, yet another
time
He is my potter
Hands that caress the mess,
which is my soul
Magical hands that make me
beautiful
I am the pottery
That only an artist could love

Copyright 2002
Kayle A. Lopez
My Childish Eyes

You focus the kaleidoscope
Tangerine colored particles pierce your eyes, with
painful obscurity.
With such anger and talent he dances, for an
audience of one.
A crowd with two eyes watches his display.
Tortured silence. Pushed aside.
Only sheep, without a watcher, feel so subdued

A tangled web of lies
Complications conformed to a self-ingesting truth
Will this can core sore fade or will it linger with distaste.

Childish feelings have no place in this overtly
complicated maze of being.
Which door to choose is the question wading in this
Childs mind
The one that leads to comfort and stability,
Or anxiety and disappointment with a gratifying sense
of bliss
What to do when the door you want is locked and the
freedom of choice is lost?
When two pairs of eyes meet and neither are yours
Then your heart fills with concrete and explodes,
leaving you broken

In a tangled web of lies
Complications conformed to a self-ingesting truth
Will this can core sore fade or will it linger with distaste.

When your life runs wild and then comes to an instant
halt
Will everything fix itself or will you emotions burry you
alive.

Copyright 2002
Kayle A. Lopez
Out of Body Experience

Soaring above the clouds
I’m gonna grab that golden light
You pulled it from my heart
When I gave my body to you
Now with a long needed climax
My soul entwined
I’ll steal back that light
And send my screams to the sky

Copyright 2004
Kayle A. Lopez
Resolution

Purged of my fears
I let go of my failures
Grab a breath of fresh air
Starting new
Going to strive to accept the woman that I am today
And use every new day to mold myself into the
woman I will become

Although I am choosing to remain lukewarm
I know that God will walk with me
Until the day of my very last breath
And it is at that moment, that I have accepted an
eternity without Him

I want to pursue knowledge
I still want an extraordinary life
Without rushing and needing everything now.
I want to live carefree
With morals and discipline
I want to gain from every life experience.

No longer burdened by the past
Or afraid of the future
This year will be one of rebirth
Leaving behind the stale air of another year
My metamorphosis has begun


Copyright 2005
Kayle A. Lopez
United

Sunbeam colored droplets form on the ground
The world awakes a cold misty morning
Parodies of life’s many questions start to
spool about

My eyelids open to a much lighter blue
My body aches and my mind begins to regret
Uniting into a hard substance
I feel everything come together
Making me strong
Indestructible, like a tank
Shielded from the bullshit society uses to
brake me down

Walking, Searching, Striving
To find my beaten path in life
Crawling, scratching, at the dirt that buries me
Keeping me from seeing the light

I feel like my eyes are open
If everything makes sense
Perhaps, could everyone else be blind?

Copyright 2002
Kayle A. Lopez
 
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