Month: June 2014

Wasted Contemplation

Seeking life in these deadly hollows.
From time to time my head is full of sorrows.
From the watch of whom does my mind borrows.
Wasted contemplation, revived.

Sometimes it’s hard for one to see inside.
Blind presences are never felt,
Although seen from looking within,
No one can see out.
So from here, within my mind, I scream and shout.
The anger is heard.

Some days the depths of the feelings no longer exist.
Falling lower in subconscious, that consciousness is merely bliss.
Gracefully, moments fade a way, so easily; I forget to miss.
These sorrows trapped inside can’t be sealed with a kiss.
Wasted emotion, deprived.

Seeking life in these deadly hollows.
From time to time my head is full of sorrows.
At the end of time, it’s my mind that’s missing.

The Soul of Hou Prologue: Takeoff Season.

For all of my new followers and vibes, welcome to The Soul of Hou. I’m a young poet originating from Houston, TX, by the name of Tyler Sorrell. What I bring to you all here on WordPress is not only my poetry, it’s my mind. It’s the lifestyle. It’s the reason I’m here. These organized letters from not only poetry, they create vibes. All I ask is to be understood, that and to be recognized for positivity that spreads through the air from what’s read. The Soul of Hou is my way of inducting myself into the greatness of Houston by introducing what my mind has to say as I grow into a position where my soul’s actions will takeover. As an upcoming entrepreneur, there’s lots to come in my future, and as The Soul of Hou‘s mind is spoken, all will be seen and understood.

Love & Appreciation to all of those who read, follow & enjoy The Soul of Hou, there’s always more to come.
~Vibe.

Dead Silence by Tyler Sorrell

Sitting in dead silence.
This silence makes me reminisce.
Life swallowed by the black hole, sealed with a kiss.
Deep lies run amongst us, yet ignorance is bliss.
Laying next to a singing bird, while it’s mouth is taped shut.
Watching as it’s song remains unheard.
As it can’t contact it’s other birds.
Listening to it’s unspoken call while it’s mouth is wide open.
Deadly choking; trying to sing it’s beautiful tale.
Muted by life as the silence may tell.
Tapping out of reality before someone could ring the bell.
Then it fell…
Deep into the silence named death.
It was hard watching such beauty take its last breath.

The Mindstate

That feeling…
That deranged mind state when right or wrong no longer exists…
The apprehension of it all is as worthless as what came before that last kiss…
Once introduced to such a state, one may never leave…
The agony can cause convulsions to spread, from words spoken to words heard, within a single breeze.
The demented moment when you no longer care for the souls around, only yours, but hardly…
Some make sacrifices to reach future destinations…
Those of these unhinged thoughts may simply torture another’s motivation and leave it there to suffer and rot…
These psychopathic ways come easy to those in pain and in search for rejuvenation…
Read between their lines and you’ll find the true meanings behind their plot…

For someone or something to merely embrace such daft enthusiastic terms…
One’s heart is sown within their arms…
Pity, some may say, it’s pity…
Others, vengeance…
To them… it’s both.

Mentally stubborn, this state cannot be reached in the way of forgiveness…
For this soul no longer cherishes its previous treasures that has now turned into dust…
Heartless.

Mirrors & Shadows

Unimaginable thoughts.
Unreliable Dreams.
I Hear Someone Speaking.
My Concience Is What It Seems.
I have a friend in the world.
Someone who I could never see.
Yet I see him everyday.
But where the fuck could he be.
As I walk, I feel stalked.
As I run, I feel chased.
I scream unspoken words.
Since no one hears what I say.
I write unprocessed thoughts..
But the ink just runs away.
I start to listen to music, but my songs will never play.
Someone’s toying with my mind.
Or am I just going insane?
I look around to find nothing.
So I Closed My Eyes & Looked Around.
I’m in a room full of mirrors.
But my reflection isn’t seen.
There’s someone in the corner…
Someone I’ve never seen.
Frightened I opened my eyes.
Now all I see is…
Me..

Everlasting Decease

The death of something worth being everlasting is contrasting to its life of regret and despite.
Valuable enough to be cried upon when turned to dusk.
Scattered dust in the room full of its musk.
The question was, why in eachother’s words should we trust.
I was here for the love…
You were here for the lust.
Until the pain was gone, the promise I made to stay around was a must.
When the anger piled up, all was stuck shut.
What’s behind the words we say is pure untrust.
Arguments about irrelevance, redeems itself of its must.
The stench of losing someone clouds around so much it can be touched.
Why is that once the door opens and steps are being made out, that we suddenly change our minds due to what’s going on inside.
There’s too many feelings we hide.
Why hide from someone you love and share pride.
Why not tell eachother the world and how you see it.
So together y’all see the same and live within it…
When we try to see eye to eye…
All I see is tears.
All you see is confusion from the words coming within my ears.
They all form conversation that was between you and your peers.
Talking upon what we have as if my say so isn’t here.
And so you cry…
Crying out a bedroom full of tears, where you lay to contemplate on what should’ve lasted us years…
I say I love you.
You say them same…
These words never seemed so unclear…

Peaceful Endings

On the bottom asking for sunshine; tears falling like rain.
In puddles full of water, I’m surrounded by my pain.
Speechlessly speaking.
My eyes tell it all.
Peacefully yelling.
My life is soon to fall.
Preaching to the crowd.
Spreading truths that always lie.
Some may never understand that life is death.
But they will when we all die.
Whisperings my screams.
The world is killing me softly.
Praying to myself since the only one that can solve my problems is… Me.
You may never get the chance to witness life disappear right infront you.
That’s until you see me… as I walk right through you.
.

“Loving Hellen Keller” by Tyler Sorrell

It was days ago, I must say.
Things seemed perfectly aligned.
It was just an ordinary day.
That’s until a change was assigned.
Unlike every other around, I ran across one beautiful girl.

It was days ago, I must say.
I ran across one beautiful girl.
Her glamour blinded me, and her eyes took me away.
It’s ironic because her eyes were as white as a pearl.
Amazed, yes, amazed is what I am.

It was days ago, I must say.
Her hair blew gentle with the wind.
Appalled I became, for she didn’t give me the time of day.
Only seconds, mili-seconds, of her time is all I wanted her to lend.

It was days ago, I must say.
I approached to speak a word or two.
She spoke none in return.
Nervous I questioned my wording.
Her attention is what I wanted, but what’s there for me to do?

I realized what I had to do.
I tapped her precious shoulder, hoping there wasn’t an alarm.
Within my mind, I scrambled words, practicing my charm.
Her head raised in questions as if she couldn’t see me at all.

I spoke more.
She ignored.
Although, completely furious.
Never did I roar.
Still, my passion for her soared.

I’ve come to realize what I’m against.
She’s merely ignorant.
She knows nothing of the beauty she beholds, to her it didn’t exist.
For her eyes relayed no image.
For her ears relayed no message.

I must say, it was days ago
I admired her true beauty; although I’ve seen her a million times, its something she’ll never.

The Love

Love…
What is it?
Is it what brings us together or is it what tears us apart?
Some live for it.
Some die over it.
The feeling it reveals is a blessing to the soul…
One of confusion because no one truly knows its goal.
It’s motives are concealed between the heart and the mind…
Whether or not you know what you want, your heart will soon find.
Whether or not your heart is saying yes, you still have to make up your mind.

It takes time and loyalty.
Turns it pure and intangible..
Look for someone irreplaceable…
Create a love that’s merely untouchable…

While The Eyes Are Closed

He closed his eyes; he saw corruption.
The darkness within began erupting.
Insanity became the last option, versus depression as the very last emotion.
You wouldn’t believe nor would you understand the sorrows burning through his mind.
Lifestyle sought out pleasure; he’s one of a kind.
He was told to fall in line…
As he fell he was distracted by what was put behind.
His past was never meant to last; for every moment he wished to keep was never in his reach to grasp…
He tripped to make the fall shorter.
Bumped his head against life’s border.
Soon he believed death was what he was waiting for…
Soon he wondered what else could be in store…
What else could he explore..
Could he find a love to adore..
A goddess, a being worth loving from the core.
He thought about skipping ahead..
Let the front of the line become the end..
Only to realize he would lose a very special friend…
Himself.

“Your Day” by Tyler Sorrell

It’s alright.
It’s okay.
Today was a hard day.

It’s alright.
It’s okay.
Tomorrow you’ll find your way.

It’s alright.
It’s okay.
Yesterday was harder anyway.

Pushing forward.
Thrusting through zero gravity.
Reaching for a better day.
Destined to find a better way.
Hoping negativity fades away.

You’ll be alright.
You’ll be okay.
Everyday is your day.

Be You. Live Free. Stay Positive.

“The Life” by Tyler Sorrell

Briefing: A new chapter has begun in my world. Never have I questioned what’s next, but prepared for the worst was by all means. May 31st, 2014, I graduated from Westside High School. August 25, 2008, I met a team full of potential. A family. A brotherhood. The lifestyle we live beholds complexity at its simplest form; Snob. It’s a worldwide feeling, and from here on, it spreads. It’s more than just a label, more than just artists, more than just a way of life… It’s business. “We live to be more than a worthless piece of non-fiction.”

Follow us at @SnobGangRecords on twitter.

The Life

How I see it all I have left is my team.
Nothing under my wing but my dreams.
Lately our eyes have been flowing streams.
Lately we’ve been losing by all means.
All I see is myself against the world.
So many doors to open.
So little time to waste.
Willing to rush but still I keep a steady pace.
Hoping to meet success face to face.
Hoping to reach enlightenment at the end of this race.
The life.
This goal.
It’s all to progress into all that’s lavish.
It’s all to be worth something when we reach our finish.
Replenishing our minds with positive contemplations.
Simplicizing complications in a world full of contradictions.
We live to be more than a worthless piece of non-fiction.