LoveOh, loveI know not howThe Heaven's aboveBreathe that vowIn which all life,Sings without careSweetness in thePalpitating airWhen shall it rainDown from the skiesTo relieve the yearningOf my deepest cries?
Autumn HomeThe wistful windThe tide of the treesThe red and gold colorOf crisp fallen leavesThe vast green floorAnd blue tapestriesBlew right through meWith the gentle breezeMy peaceful heartKnows its homeThis great rockOf which I roam
DreamsWhat wonders the imagination can bringWith opened ear and untamed eyeDreams that we shall toss and flingAnd float about towards the skyBy luminous light of thoughtDay and night will awaken newlyAnd become what you have soughtTo find your most distant ThuleNever letting go of that which we cherishThe spirit of innocence and truthWhy without it, what would we but perish?In the darkness of lost youth
IllusionsHow crazy these delusions,That arise in sheer confusionFor half-asleep it sets in my mind,An eternity where thoughts are unconfinedSense it makes when in this state,But soon a reminder followsA quick awakening brings reality, returns normalityTo this half-deluded mindAs if to ever find,Some sort of conclusionWhat is normality, but an illusion?
Come Away, Come AwayCome away, come awayAs I lazily layIt was the last day in the month of May,When it said come away, come awayStill I sit, never flit, out of witIn my chair in the middle of nowhereTo go anywhere, I surely do careBut still I sit there, in the middle of nowhereI can't find the strengthAs I lie at full lengthIn this bed that I dreadBut still it said,From far far away,Come away, come awayLike a daunting whisper, it tauntsNever leaving me, it hauntsTo grant me needed ambition,Or supply me with intuitionCarry me away, I say,Take me away, so far far awayI can no longer stay in this chair and layLet me explore, I imploreThe endless shore and so much moreLet me see, I pleaAll that thee have made for meLet me out, I shoutOut of this route of endless doubtCome away, Come awayI still hear it sayEven to this dayIt will never cease to say,Come away, come away
The Eve of MelancholyThe Light, It sprung up from the EarthJetting into space, It's remarkable girthThe children hide in their bunksLooking through the crackBeams of light slowly rose,Gently rose from the lineIts beams-its own spectacle, dancing gracefullyDancing wistfullyOn the Eve of MelancholyIt overlooked all the scared, the petrified down belowRejoices as they gazed at the bright showSky flooded with violets, magentas, and blueTraced a line, of no one knew whoStarring, starring, It didn't know who tooThe stratosphere became even less clearAs they watched It draw nearAs It drew even more nearThe waters tumbled and reached for the skiesCrashed and crashed, alas, nothing more than criesThe rock crumbled and tried to reach,Only crumbling to its own defeatIt came, no longer looking belowAnd saw nothing more than bittering sorrow"What have I done?" It saidOut came no tears, out of Its eyes It bledLooking there, they saw It bleedAll that they need, It too must needPanic stricken, a
Grief of a GhostThe light I always imaginedThe transportation I have longedHave not come of this new stateWhat have I done to be so wronged?All around me has not changedThe house I always knewAnd the walls the same colorThe air the same hueYet when I lift my handIn front of my cold faceI see right through the figureBarely a line left to traceAs I take a step, or clench my fistI feel my limbs as floating gossamerMy whole form is but a mistI never imagined it would be like thisWhen I ceased to existI hear in the next roomCries of weep and woeFamiliar cries of my mother, my fatherBut never of such unequalled sorrowQuickly I rush into the roomTo see lament so loathsomeI place my hand on my father's shoulder,To the shock I can't help but succumb No touch have I felt My hand has gone right through As if nothing was there Can this horror be true?Loudly I call out his nameDoesn't seem to hearI cry out, louder louder, stillDoes he not know I'm here?Suddenly
Old FriendHello there again, my old friendI didn't invite you, nor I ever doHow long will you stay?Or will you ever go away?Have you been here all along?I thought you were gone,Will you prove me wrong?As long as you're here,Don't come in too nearKeep a safe distance,Don't consumeFind your own placeAt the edge of the roomAt least when I'm all alone,I know I can find you at my homeAlways by my side,Willing to be my guideLike an unsound ghost,Providing company when I need it mostBut I wish you would let me be,And give back my eyes to seeI'm falling when with you,How do I know what's true?Perhaps I gave you an invitation,And it wasn't just your manipulationBut never would I ask for such an intrusion,That brings nothing more than empty seclusionNo matter how far I push you away,I fear with me you will always stayWhenever I think it's going to end,There you are again, my old friend
Cognitive Dissonancesubdued by thoughtsamid tryingto force an oceanthrough a strawreleasing onlyseemingly reiterationswhile hammeringfor somethingdesperately tryingto escapeawake duringvespertine morningscocooning to somethingvague and mewaiting toreveal itselfand build roomfor duo transformationsterrifyingbut real and lovelyand lovingfrustration of simplicityinside acomplex discordanceSCREAMsigh
the demonessthe obscurity pervades my soulthe light is away from methe demoness plays with meresisting the temptation is hardthis creature is appealingher shapes are voluptuousher body is tortured by injuries that never healmy mind is possessed by her charmI am powerlessI am captivated by the demonessthe light has forsaken meI am slave to this beauty of evil
Broken PiecesIn an instant It shattersPick up the piecesBond them with the glue of mistrustRe-frame that perfect pictureThat you hold so dear
Alas, I am a NerdGot up Monday morning, and was on my way to workwhen I got cut off in traffic by some big-rig driving jerk.I shook my fist in fury at that beer-bellied old shmoeAnd the first thing that I shout at him is, "Curse you, Muggle! Crucio!"I realize now that I must have sounded really quite absurd.But I just can't help it, I must admit it. Alas, I am a nerd!I'm running very late now and my Subaru's at warp speed.I know that I'm in a hunk of junk. A Delorian's what I need!I don't want to be seen arriving late, so like the Flash I run inside.If only I had the Ring of Power... I could just put it on and hide!I don't mean to be late. I really try, but in case you hadn't heard,The new Hobbit ad was airing this morning! Alas, I am a nerd!But the twenty-sided dice it seems this morning won't roll in my favor,My boss gives me quite the talk as if he's saying "Twenty points from Gryffindor!"If I only had a Tardis - or Skynet's time travel tech!Or perhaps, eve
The Ravens of ValhallaO’er desolate shores wept the fate of immortal flamesAnd into a Winter sun I bleed my dreams,as a thousand years of love & war dressed the skyLong-ships sailed to the otherworld upon Odin’s breathBetwixt night and day I wandered, shimmering, peering— Till my chalice of Dragons blood flowed but no moreI became a warrior lost in the stars, drifting, ever falling,Until the shadows entombed my soul in Raven-loreLo the tempest eerie; ‘magick entwining spirit and fleshUpon snow I awoke dreary, beneath winged-silhouettes‘Couldst be, my Princess adored; — last of the Valkyrie!I recall — myriad of black feathers in leisured-dance,And our love soared ravenous unto darkness befallenFrom the frosts of creation I wrought gloom and desire,Bore the tongue of fevered winds thru oceans of timeHere thy whispers feasting, I linger, clad in mists of fireO’ we have lived, in the arms of shadow and vaporsWe have sung, in fields of night
All for youFalling asleep with tears in my eyesAnd haunted by the thoughts of youThis is for you hun'Your face is smiling at meA fake, ghost-version of your old beautiful smileTeasing me with what could have beenWhat I could have hadThose bright blue eyes look at meBut the sparkle is goneNow they're just the eyes of a strangerI watched you dissappearI stood by and saw you fade awayOnly a ghost is left of the old youThere was nothing I could doSo this is for you my dearI'm holding you oh so tightFighting to bring you back to lifeI'm falling asleep with tears in my eyesThese teardrops fall for youThis is all for you my love
PhoenixHis chest covered with bloodHer sweat sliding down her faceShe was holding his handAnd took him into her embraceWith her arms around himShe cried while he looked into her eyesHe was dying but it was okThe sun was too far in the skies"I love you" she saidAnd he received it with a sighNow that he knows itIt is harder to dieTears fell on his bodyAnd turned into ashShe saw a fire being bornAnd a reflection in it like a flashHe rose with fire to the heavenHer embrace became empty and she felt coldLooking at him fly away she knew he won't leave her"I love you",once upon a time she told
19.specks of sand and dirt burrowed themselvesin the scrapes on my kneesas I sought to fly away from there;amidst my footprints on trampled earthI learned that forever can be measuredin seconds(the sun was coldthat day.)stretching my bruised arms towardsthem, who look at me as if I ama pitiful animal, abandoned and roughyet it was this beast inside methat taught me always can be measuredin minutes(as usual, I'm not going anywheretoday.)“You know everyone has problems.”a scoffing utterance from my own mindwords that sting as much as the first timemy wounded heart endured them, whenI learned that often can be measuredin days(the sweetest lies were my own;not theirs.)I told me to see the bright side;to not spend my life batteredand bitter, and I pledged to keep my smilefrom now on, but all I learnt wasthat sometimes can be measuredin months(in the end,I still lacked strength)When I fell after having clungto that image w
Flawless ImperfectionsI am lazy.I am quick to anger.I am prone to striking out physically when my words, right or wrong, fail to get through.I am easily frustrated.I am pretentious.I am greedy.I am incredibly unsympathetic to the pains of others.I am unable to forget or forgive transgressions against me.I am stubborn.I am manipulative.I am childish.I am vicious.I am cold-hearted.I am insecure.I am selfish.I am too concerned about the opinions of others.I am blunt.I am intolerant of those I deem weak or stupid.I am opinionated.I am unworthy of much, if not all, I have been given.I am unable to stand on my own.I am irresponsible and unreliable.I am reckless.I am anal retentive.I am antisocial.I am a procrastinator. I am ungrateful.I am withdrawn.I am a terrible person.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I am loving.I am fiercely loyal.I am happy with my body.I am alwa
Dear teen meDear teen me,I wish I could send this letter into the past somehow. I really do.This letter is not meant to list all the good things that will happen in your life. It's meant to tell the truth in order to prepare you. I'm sorry.I'm sorry.Looking back, it's tempting to tell you where I made my mistakes. To say what I could've done different. But you and I both know you would follow my exact footsteps either way, mistakes or not. Even so, I will tell you these things because I have no one to say them to except for myself.There will be bumps on the road, and you won't have an easy time getting over them by yourself. So please, please, don't be a fool like me and think you can handle everything alone. You can, and you will. I know that. But it's going to cause you problems. The sadness and emptiness inside you aren't going to go away. It's going to grow. You will become numb and it'll take hard work and time to open up a little bit again, even if that only means being honest to
They say it gets easier.They say it gets easier.They say lots of things.How could I possibly forget about you?You.The one person who knows me completely.You.The one person who would never betray me.You.The one person who smiles and sets me free.How can time heal these wounds?When each minute is a red, hot brandReminding me of the feel of your hand.When every day is another empty roomAnd I'm losing track of the hours in this tomb.Time becomes my eternal prison.How can I go on without you?I'm flying blind without you.I'm deaf, dumb, and dead without you.I'm putting a gun against my head,And pulling the trigger without you.They say it gets easier.They say lots of things.
Your Heart In My HandsYou said you haveGiven me your whole heart.I don't believe youEven if I was 100%Sure that what you wroteIn all those love noteswas true, I'd feel guilty.Unlike what you saidI can't give you my heart.At least not my whole heart.Is it selfish that I've kept a part to protect?If you're telling the truthAnd your heart is truly in my handsThen I look forward to our future.I hope you understand that I have trust issues,I will never be able togive anyone my whole heart.Not unless they do something incredible.Not until we die together.I'll die alone though.I know I will.I'll die unhappy.I won't get myhappy ending.Not if you're with someone else.As long as you're happy I guess...But don't you ever leave me.You're in too deep.You've said too muchand I'm close to believing you.I think I'll alwaysLove you.I'll love you in a way thatOnly we understand.
True StrengthWhen we think of strength some words instantly come to mindStrongPowerfulPhysicalUnstoppableBut I ask...what is true strengthCause while physical strength is powerfulMuscles tear, get sore, tire and ultimately can fail in the endTrue strength isn't justLifting the heaviest objectWinning a fightTaking physical hardshipTrue strength...isn't just physicalTrue strength isKnowing the limits of what you can doSaying sorry even when you may not be forgivenForgiving others when it is hardestAllowing others to help and throwing away your prideHelping those who may have angered you in the pastVolunteering to take the short strawTelling the truth when it can be unpleasantStanding up for the right thing when no one else willPutting yourself outside your comfort zoneNot cutting corners to achieve your goalSticking with something until it is doneTaking the pain no one else willMaking the tough decisions when it countsTrue strength doesn't come from the heavier weights you
L.O.V.E.L.O.V.E.It swallows you whole,Exceeds your control.Apprehends your soul,Until it has taken its toll.It’s an overwhelming feeling.That is made to be appealingAnd you can’t help revealing,The doubts you are concealing.It’s an undefined dimpleAnd a well known jingle.But only when you are singleDoes it all seem so simple.It is one of life’s many gifts,That empowers and upliftsAnd can lead you adrift.Should you miss your shift.It is impossible to describe it.It is impossible to fight it.Because once it is ignitedAnd once you have tried it.It will take your independence.You will become used to its presence.You will become addicted to its essenceAnd include it at the end of your every sentence.It exists even in the hearts of its haters.It is a taste even they will savourAnd although its duration wavers.There will never be a feeling that is greater.It is...Everything I have said and more.I am merely repeating what you already know.Tears o
The Importance of Being WildeThere's something divine about being by yourself.When the rest of the world shrinks to a fingernail of existence,and you're left with your thoughts.And the act of living and being alive is stripped downto who you truly are and not who society made you.Like driving on an open roadOr standing in the middle of a field on a perfect summer day.Maybe even dancing a little,Swaying and gently twirling to a tune only you could hear.Like those days that you spend looking at photo albums,literally surrounded by memories.Love and laughter thrumming in your mindand resonating in your bones.There's a divinity to it - That Wildean existence.A burning ember of every little piece of visceral imagery,Wild and wonderful and mad and beautiful.A life where you're you and your future is but your own,taking in every breath of the windand caressing every blade of grass.You're standing in an infinite plane of possibility.Telling the story of the universe, by li
Tomorrow I will...Tomorrow I will...Ride a dragonWin the raceSave the worldAnd go to spaceTomorrow I will...Become famousLose some weightRule the worldFind my soulmateTomorrow I will...Make a fortuneBe the bestQuit my jobAnd pass that testTomorrow I will make my way!How else should I endure today?
Insane NormalityDon't fit me in your formFor i'm far from the normDon't try to containAll that's in my brainThis normality,makes us insane"In a mad world,only the mad are sane"