September 2011
2 posts
THE MONSTER IS COMING BACK. I CAN FEEL HIM. I DONT...
Scars
Sometimes I think Where did all my scars go Why did they all vanish Healing and fading into my skin All that’s left is a line or two That I know will vanish soon Is this all that’s left from all my pain So small and so insignificant Already gone, yet the pain remains Its memory seared in my brain I relive all my travesties over again A line or two etched on my skin It’s not enough It...
August 2011
2 posts
Izzy
I feel so nostalgic, looking through old class pictures. For my playground love, forever and ever. Even though I haven’t seen him for more than a decade, I remember him from time to time, wondering where he is now, just out of curiosity. He is the first person to ever call me by nickname
Could’ve it been love A budding, innocent romance Those sweet tales of cootie kisses And toddler...
There is this great fear I hold deep within my heart, a fear I think many people my age share- the fear of not finding their Ithaca. (For those who aren’t familiar with the greater meaning of Ithaca, please read the poem by Cavafy. You won’t regret it.) I’m so scared of spending my life pursuing, fleeting, or always searching for that immense feeling of satisfaction that fits you just right. I...
July 2011
4 posts
Drawing a blank again...
Any help?
WHO KNEW THE NEXT SONG TO INSPIRE ME WOULD BE SUCH...
Nothing
Even after all this time, I still cant escape you I cringe at your name, shameful for what I feel My heart clenches and aches, my senses reel My entire being starts to shake and quiver In pain and agony, my soul suffers Yet I search for your face, your name your voice I smile when I see you Though I know you’ve moved on I stare long and hard Praying somehow you’d hear my pleas To ease...
Not Me
It used to pulse through me An energy of light Brightening my way Guiding me through night Its magical censures Awakened my soul I glided through frames And gushed out words So brilliant, so light A world of the beautiful I could paint like a master And dance gracefully Be an entire being So in touch with Infinity My fingers would disobey logic And I create a world of words Symphonies and...
June 2011
1 post
I feel it in my head It makes me want to tear my hair out All my thoughts, all this thinking is swelling At the brink of an explosion I want to cry, Cause maybe then all of this poison inside me Will coming gushing out I want a release From all these thoughts From all these things I feel I just want to let go I want to scream I want to lie down and feel nothing I want to be happy I...
May 2011
8 posts
Existing
After watching Eat.Pray.Love this is what I wrote. There is so much in that movie I can write about. So many moments that inspire me. So many truths I’ve learned. All in good time I suppose. But this is what the movie leaves me.
There are moments in your life A pleasure this world indulges you with A mere moment, a rare moment Where your heart feels calm When it’s easy to breath When...
I prayed for distance, to keep us apart Now that you’re out of reach I’m praying that you’d come back I miss the way you’d talk to me Despite my lousy replies I miss your eyes, your mischievous grin The way you seem to read me The way you see right through me There are no lies you cannot tell But you never once did unveil me And maybe you’re praying for distance too I...
Whats with your name that irritates me the most?
It brings nasty feelings out of me..
Escape
In the effort to drape sun’s rays onto my soul To create layers and layers of drapery Depth, character, color To add a greater definition to the art that is life Escaping the plain, the predictable, the flat dimensions To become a Mona Lisa, mysterious, breathtaking A puzzle to be solved, criticized, unnerving I want to become a master piece, something special I want to escape this...
UNTITLED03
Titles have always been a weird thing with me but leaving a poem without one feels a bit incomplete. So I found a way around me little…I dont know.
Dancing will do. Dancers will be, Gliding, shifting into this reverie Sip this potion, I’ll drink to that Cheers to love and misfortunes to have A gentleman with a lady Fools in the crowd There’s no time to waste Be quick, we must act...
TO teahstrandjord
I dont know how my posts end up on your facebook profile because I didnt put it in my settings for my tumblr to even be connected what so ever to facebook. You told me that it has to stop well I didnt instigate anything. I assure you I’m no spammer, your profile on facebook is of no concern to me. I’ve already checked my settings and preferences and theres no link or connection to...
UNTITLED02
Can love ever be so careless? With the unwitting power it yields Aged through eternity It has seen the mighty fall Empires crumble at its feet The young age and whither Forgetting what love has made Wars sparked by ambition, set under its name Blood s’been shed in its name And against it blood seeps There is no innocence with love Reason and humanity forbid it so That something so...
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Distance
Distance. There it grows. A massive distance between. It’s greater, breathing. I feel it barely on my tips Brushing at it, gently Like silk blown in the wind Smooth, delicate A wall of paper, thin. Concretized in sands long ago Set, firm and strong Keeping words tight lipped Careful choices Masks hinged, clinging Trapezing where we walk. Like acrobats dancing An act so carefully...
April 2011
4 posts
UNTITLED01
I’m grateful for the gaping distance between us now I dont know how to title this Let the mortality of the world part the mortality of sin For this feeling I breed within me is the fault of thousands The same sin of those seated atop the mountain in the clouds For love in itself is an immortal feeling It never fades, never dies, never withers in time So powerful that fate cannot choose, Nor...
Dream Walker
for my day dreaming
I’d walk on these clouds for all eternity Though they draw away from me so much Separating the real and unreal Drifting between the thinning silver lining I’ll find you time and time again I’ll search endlessly, tirelessly Wishing that this would last forever Though time is intangible in these realms I’ll have you just for an eternal moment Or a swift pass through a...
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For The Souls
I close my eyes and let the music move me Far beyond all I know, beyond the eastern hills, the virgin snow To shores untouched, to grasses that grow above me There are no bright colors that exhilarate Soft brush strokes, nude colors that flow and soothe the easel I catch moments, secrets, the sea breeze. I fly, I soar, I dance. Its all about the infinity Searching for that greater being,...
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My Quiet Place
I’ve lost my quiet place The place where my soul can rest Where my heart doesn’t have to fight Where its beat isn’t suppressed I breath in a quiet rhythm Not of the drum, or hooves running But like the steady wind of the ocean Like the waves that ebb and flow Crashing, falling, steady and slow Where the pain in my chest is a comfort A constant pain I’ve befriended And in this quiet...
March 2011
3 posts
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What If
With unoccupied channels of the mind My thoughts begin to wander To the ‘could have been’s’, the ‘should have’s’ they enter Failing to abate the need to revisit whats left behind I think of those troubling ‘what if’s’ And those people that I will never have answer So happy sometimes of what has become my life But at moments like these, I question all my tries
What if I spoke up that time? ...
‘We’re so disappointed in you,’ Their voices drone on A hollowness, in the sound Like when forecasters say, ‘Oh yes its raining,’ Nothing, nothing What else can they do? Berate me? Flip the house over? Its done, its done. Everything is gone. Yet, the hollowness hurts More than you can imagine The lack of everything hurts. It really does. I first thought,...
Inspiration
Amazing, inspiring such a little boy can be His grace, wisdom at such an early age His pureness, his zeal for life, his legacy He touch my heart and left a print, untraced
Life is so simple, he makes it a point to enjoy Why shouldnt we? Why is that so hard to do? His happiness is so profound, what sad lives we live So perfect in his brokenness, still more the better
He is my inspiration, to...
February 2011
5 posts
I wonder if I kill myself, what would happen. I think you wouldn’t care.
I WISH I DIDN'T GET WHAT I WANT.
It would have made things easier to let go.
TODAY = DISAPPOINTMENT
He didn’t even say it out right. But as his voice droned on and on about school and options. I knew my proposal was dismissed. I knew it in my gut and in how my heart shattered. I wanted to scream and cry out loud. They were taking so much away. And on the midst of all the adjustments I would be forced to leave my friends. He said nevermind your friends they aren’t important. I know...
I loved seeing your name pop out in my screen. I never catch you but you’re always catching me, as if I’m brave enough to actually do anything if I do. I’m always the one that slips in our conversations but I’m thankful for the chaos that surrounded me today so keep me from making a mistake. I was careful with my words. They were selective. And you were different today, I...
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Distracted
Dare I look past unforetold boundaries Upon breaking each bone along thy spine Breaking will and long made alliances To catch but a glimpse of the shadow beside me Obscured, blurred by the heaping curls of hair have I Questions fly in my head Their echoes resounding in the walls of my mind Questions as to why? For who would bear the agony of being a breath away Standing, that cannot be,...
December 2010
1 post
Swings
Seeking the nostalgic solace of playgrounds and sand Sifting through golden grains and greenest grass Searching for the resounding music of innocence Through the impeding structures of ladders and slides Where there are no cries, no anguishing pain Where all are smiles of overwhelming happiness A place that permits the touch of the giant star To grace its light upon the darkest nights We shall...
October 2010
3 posts
4 tags
I Am A Prisoner
I am a prisoner, aren’t we all My captivity though is much worse than most For it does not span great number of years My sentence does not expire Prisoners get their due times They get a fraction of their lives given back For what they lost is still under their names For what I shall lose, was never really mine As years go on, their sentence grows shorter And the morbid thinkers would...
September 2010
2 posts
4 tags
My Mom
I hate it when people solemnly approach me because behind the tears and sadness in their eyes, I see pity. A lot of them ask me, ‘How are you’ or ‘Are being strong for your mom’. Family and friends try to encourage strength in me, help me understand and guide me towards a prayerful path. They reach out towards me and offer me comfort in them as they cry on my shoulder. I am thankful for all the...
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My Mom
I’m a senior so recently I was tasked to write an essay to submit. In the essay, I had to write a significant experience that helped me become a better person. Out of the many experiences and struggles I could have chosen from, I chose an experience with my mom. She has cancer. Though it is an ongoing experience for me, I think it was important for me to use it. A few people told me its a...
August 2010
4 posts
4 tags
Tragedy of Heroes
Inspired by I Love The Way You Lie by Eminem.
I try to breath but the air is suffocating This fire is out of control, the oxygen is escaping Smoke is filling my lungs but the fire is still burning My lungs are failing me now, I know my death is quickly coming
The clouds of smoke are drowning me in a haze But each breath is a steely knife, plunging into my chest There is no way I can go, no...
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Roads We Take
With fearful errors of the past and the uncertain sinful futures We leave our security looking for the truth behind the lies Eager to dive into a search endless, so perfectly bottomless To find that place we feel is rightful, where we are left misguided A place that we do not fear, that holds none of our regrets Though this might be far away from home, its our only compromise Yes we’ll be...
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TAKEN
Heaven poured out tears that day As many passersby did The tears were salt oiled stains Filled with sadness, anger and shame People suffered at the hand of one But people died at our nations watch You were supposed to be there A guardian at the fire lines Did fear consume your hearts? Are you not a regular civilian? Then why did you crouch down Beneath the windows glass? You watch,...
Ahead
With fearful errors of the past and the uncertain sinful futures We leave our security looking for the truth behind the lies Eager to dive into a search endless, so perfectly bottomless To find that place we feel is rightful, where we are left misguided A place that we do not fear, that holds none of our regrets Though this might be far away from home, its our only compromise Yes we’ll be left...
June 2010
3 posts
I Miss My Best Friend
*a quick and cruddy poem i had to write. i miss my best friend. shes becoming something i hardly know and like. i think she might be in a middle of some teenage crisis…whats worse i think shes in denial.
Sometimes people change, sometimes people grow But darling I don’t know what happened You’ve become something I don’t know
Its scary how I felt I knew you, like you understood as well ...
I Might As Well Be Dead
Drain my blood that binds me to this hell Cleanse it of my former ties to save m from this peril Give me the thickest blanket that the night can offer To turn the worlds eyes blind to my nature I am deaf to all their calls With silent answers I build up my walls Faster and faster I dig my grave Whilst my soul I try to save More nights I spend apart from my rest Torn by another soul I have...
Inspiration
It is not the hymns of love that do spark the fire Nor can it be burning hatred that fuels one’s desires It is common knowing that our hearts are set ablaze in emotion But it is with age full wisdom to put this knowledge into question Common folk ignore the birth of artful woes in life It is when we neglect our minds do we put ourselves in strife Has not artful minds deflated amongst times...
May 2010
1 post
The Birth Of Something Bad
*Yes, love corrupts. It makes us monsters.
I’m laced with black magic, that oozes from my skin Riddled with a bitter plague, itching for redemption With eyes set on one sweet goal, a fire has been set ablaze Baiting evil as if it were harmless, eager for revenge’s taste There is not a price too high to pay, to see you writhe in pain Boy, you’re in for a ride, this is simply not your game ...
April 2010
9 posts
Sometimes you just want to cry. And yell. And hurt someone. Throw something maybe. Be totally destructive. Breakdown as if you don’t give a damn anymore. Well put a fake smile on and pick yoursefl up. No ONE gives a damn. And it hurts a hell of a lot more when you just pretend….
“Cruelty has a human heart”
– A Divine Image by William Blake
A Beautiful Nightmare
I cast a spell and will myself to sleep Bid the night good rest, urge its spirits keep With the day complete I am faced with one more task To relive the horrors of my memory, the silent past My eyes are still closed, my mind takes on a trip Replaying that fateful night as if it’s not a dream I stand with my bare feet, just ten yards away I see us smiling happily, then I see you look my...
Play Maker
If only I could break the bonds that bind my heart And seal my fate as heartless bastard I would any day, if it would do no harm Would it not break any of those with a pure heart You were perfect, an epitome of grace If not for my shackled hands, I’d go in for the chase But at that time my heart was not up for bid I could not stop my heart to beat the way it did The bout was played right,...
An Actress On Stage
She cries unsalted tears of grievance, playing perfectly her role Simply following the script laid before her Though she is a better actor, than given credit for The tears seem so real, so acidic they burn Her cries and wails pierced through the air The emotion portrayed was so raw, its unbelievably wrong Those tears she sheds and the smile she plasters to her face They are all the same, a...
“Chivalry does not imply that women are powerless. On the contrary, chivalry is...”
– Jessica’s Guide to Dating the Dark Side.
Oh, only if this really was in society today. Only a handful of men (our age to be specific) carry this certain trait.
(via lightningthief)