February 2009
28 posts
musically.
i’d sing accapella to your accompaniment. you are my destiny, my very own heaven sent. we are music and this music is harmony. you are the notes that managed to set my bars free. you’re my infinitely in my infinitive; to be. we invent words transcending ecstasy. and these words to song, an immaculate symphony. when you and i were created it was perfectly orchestrated. all my life i...
in passing.
another day’s passed, no different from the last. another night falls, darkening the walls. another breath forms, fueling biological storms. another time flies, storing a new surprise. another sun dies, another moon is reborn. another rose grows, and so does another thorn. another wave crashes, erasing footprints. another wind blows, with a tinge of winter hints. another star blinks in gleeful...
i'm sick.
i’ve got an affliction of the highest order. i’m walking the edge, tiptoeing the border. words trickle out of me like a broken parade, i puke a mess in an intentional cascade. the night pervades like an infallible premise, takes me back to a place that i miss. in a state of dreams, in a country of ponder, staff in hand, nightly i wander. letters gather at my feet, waiting for use. i negotiate...
we're ok.
in all of this madness, it’s not sanity i crave. with faithful company, any crevice i’d brave. i’m beginning to realize that a hand to hold, shines with a brighter light than gold. gems reflect light, but friends reflect you. they will be there, until your day is due. always, ever, in spirit, in truth. they will stay after you’ve lost your youth. they will sit there and say...
taking root.
i’d rather have fruit, then i’d a flower. i’d take a bushel any day, over a bower. i want someone who holds her goodness inside, not someone who is just attractive on the out. to this fruit of mine, i’d be ever devout. i want someone who has a taste that i can enjoy, and i have no taste for games, and less for coy. i want someone i have to peel, to get to the core, not...
immutable.
i stand here with steady feet, at the point where land and sea meet. i have myself, and my self is complete. alone, and i do not care, myself is enough to tolerate from here to there. two feet, two hands, heart solitary. on two shoulders, are my own burdens to carry. i have no wish for my day to rain less, just that i might shed consciousness painlessly. endlessly the land stretches beneath me,...
heart of stone.
you were the first thought that i could conceive, you mean more to me than i could believe. i was a cadaver, still together, but not actually there. but you breathed life into me with a careless stare. you’ve awakened me, and i can no longer sleep. i am yours for you to hold and keep. my inner workings tick for your pleasure. your only duty is to appreciate and treasure. so please take me...
odds and evens.
i don’t fight against the odds, i work with the odds, and hope my life will even out. but no matter which way i turn, it turns out to be the wrong route. trapped in a world of lefts, never made a right, hope whispers that paradise is just out of sight. so i shoulder my burdens and continue on. my footsteps lengthen in the approaching dawn.
departure.
oh lady, you started this flame, it burns me inside, whenever you say my name. so that is the reason, for all the distance. any closer, and i’d surrender with no resistance. yes, there’s a tingle, when your fingers mingle with mine, and yes, you do have a face of flawless design. but you look like you’d break my heart, so to avoid that ending, i can’t let it start. every...
day to day.
i chase the things i want, not what others seek. exude my own flavor, uniquely i reek. i live my life the way i want to, build on solid ground and nothing can move you. when my life flashes before my eyes, daily, i’m making sure that there’ll be more smiles than cries. because i don’t want to leave pain behind, no. i’d rather leave a brighter trail for others to follow. but...
together again.
this is not a consequence of what we did, it’s a consequence of who we are. we were us before i and you, before the first star. the universe began, and we were there, peeking through a nebulous tear. before the beginning of our birth, i was father sky, you were mother earth. close your eyes and bring back memories of another time. of girth, of expanse, but then time, in jealousy, tore us...
loneliness.
maybe you should stop trying to solve loneliness with company, and just try to enjoy the lonely. it’s satisfactory, that you will always have yourself, and that is enough for me. to settle in one place and find comfort in your own embrace, set your day’s pace, find your own space, that is true grace. to be free of the constraints of society, i could live with that. after all, who...
decisions.
after i was born, i decided to walk. a little further down the line, i decided to talk. i decided to read, i decided to write, i decided to like, to love. i decided that i would become the hero that appeared in my dreamcraft. i decided to learn with vigor, to work enthusiastically. but i never decided to fail. it just serves to show, the decisions you don’t make, can unmake the ones that you...
the art aristocrat.
when the keys to the locks and chains that bound me mate, i will desecrate the current state of the world and destroy convention. with my ascension to an amplified mind, balance will be realigned. release my verdict and unleash the hounds. introduce the way a picture sounds. just sit back, and let these words take over, breathe and let breathe. i sink my teeth in, let my imagination out, spout and...
this one is for you.
if you feel that life is tough, and you’ve had just about enough, this one is for you. if you thought you were promised an easy way out, and the road’s getting rough, this one’s for you. if waking up is getting hard, every time a new day starts, your life is newly scarred, this one’s for you. if depression kicks in and you just let it win, this one’s for you. if your...
sickness.
death by asphyxiation, because you take my breath away. my life didn’t begin until i met you today. eyes bloated, because they’ve been gorging on gorgeous. it’s a little hard to discuss; i’m suffering from cardiac arrhythmia, you make my heart stutter. st-st-st-utter uncontrollably when i’m around you, utter nonsense when you’re around me. something about you...
stop surviving
why are we so scared of death? for every first, there must be a last, breath. there are those that endeavor, seek and plot, to live forever. for fear of consequences, they never let go. they enjoy with a limit, always going slow. this is not the way to live, just surviving. life is not for easing, but for diving. play to the fullest, dance with passion. you can’t store happiness, not...
will you?
i’d love you if you let me, i’d be the roots to your tree, support you through anything and everything. when you say my name it rings true. you are the shoelaces to my shoe, you hold me together. through weather that lights the world, we can stand. palm to palm, no space between yours and my hand. i’ll give you my heart. it’s fragile, handle with caring. right now i’m...
safekeeping.
there was a rainbow in the sky today, incidentally. and it reminded me, quietly and gently. as it stretched across the horizon, a colorful stain, that rainbows are there, because of the rain. it’s hard to remember sunshine, when everything’s wet. it’s so very hard to remember, so easy to forget. so i will hold on to this memory, and stow it away, in safekeeping for some future...
a disguise, is all.
when did such a splendid smile become tainted with scorn? i guess the wings you’ve worn, only served to cover up the horns. now that i see, i understand why i couldn’t before. applause, you are adept in your concealing decor. but you’ve taught me a lesson, which will stay with me. have care, be cautious, on your guard, be wary. i fell for a mask, which kept me in thrall. and now...
to lose it all over again.
i’ve lost my heart and i don’t want it back. what reason would i have, to want it back? it would just give me one more thing to lose. i thought you loved me but it was all just a ruse. to what end, i might add? do you find pleasure in seeing me sad? because i’m not angry, never with you. not with the one i love, who i thought loved me too. if you gave it back, i’d search...
stripped.
for all the things that these hands made for you, you have robbed me of my hands. for all the miles these feet have walked for you, you have stolen my feet. give it back, please. walking away is hard enough without having to do it on my knees.
awkward little.
there’s these awkward little rips in my hands; i call them unique. there’s these awkward little folds on my brain; i call them curiosity. there’s these awkward little roots that travel my arms; i call them life. there’s these awkward little moments in my day; i call them maybe you might possibly find rest in the awkward little crook of my arm. and we could be awkward little...
stranger to me.
i walk along the line, where the sun doesn’t shine. it might intersect yours, might intertwine. we might never meet, our paths never cross. and that, dear you, is already a pitiful loss; for me and you, for you, for me. so i sit down and key a lonely melody on my organ of a heart. perchance, you might be drawn to the percussion of the beats of my heart. maybe i can skew these lines to the...
suffocating.
So for the past month, I feel like I’ve been lying to myself. I keep telling myself that I’m happy, but I just realized that I’m not. As of now, I wish I was TRULY happy. I feel like I’ve lost sight of what true happiness really is. I feel disconnected with people, friends, family, God, and even myself. I’ve been getting annoyed really easily, frustrated, jealous, cold, and feeling alone. I’m...
what you mean to me.
if i had died the day i met you, i wouldn’t be sad. because after that moment, i knew that i’d never see anything more beautiful. if i had died the second day i met you, i wouldn’t be sad. because with your smile, and your name in my heart, i could afford to leave this world. if i had died on the third day, i wouldn’t be sad. because you said hi, and i could hold onto that through...
brushstroke.
i twist these words to suit my purpose. there is no word that can be worthless. each is vital to the integrity, like a well crafted recipe. with the intricacy of fine woven silk, i weave a tapestry of rhythm and rhyme. paint with fervor, to overstep time, bring cymbals together to crash and chime, climb a crescendo, create a catastrophe. carve corners with craters of colossal scale. describe in...
who's better?
yeah, i screwed up, but you didn’t do so well too. maybe i could’ve done better, but you too have bitten off more than you can chew. instead of trying to complicate my life, look at yours, and improve. so now we’re at a stalemate, it’s ok, it’s your move. just calm down, chill, take a breather. i don’t think i could pinpoint exactly what is wrong with me, but then...
