how can you even say
the way the world
was just the earth before
you saw their face
how can you describe
the way the wind
was just a breeze before
it became a hurricane
Wrap me up in the peace and tranquillity of the darkened night. Shine unto me the light of a million stars.
Cast me no stone
No false tongue
Instead let us sew the seeds of love
In a fertile garden
Free of thorn.
And tie the red string of fate
Forever binding you to thee.
A Noir Kind of Love
She was the kind of girl I could fall in love with.
Lips that had a few secrets and eyes that held my gaze in a vice.
Every word she spoke went down like red velvet cake.
I rolled them around in my mind,
Like the way I'd enjoy a bourbon after a long hard day.
She was a puma
And I was happy to be under her paw,
If just for this conversation,
Even if she was about to devour me.
the stars will be our storybook
they seem to believe
love exists only in
paper boys, paper girls.
but paper towns like to migrate
and paper skies fly away
paper love gets harder to
find day by day.
so love stories aren't paper
they're written in the stars
invincible and inconceivable
to silly paper hearts.
Stars and Humans
Is it written in the stars?
Or is it written by us?
Does it make us who we are?
Or does it ruin our lives?
Is it made through much effort?
Or is it just natural?
Does it hail from a Maker?
Or does it hail from Nature?
Is it the sweetest of wines?
Or is it the most fowl meat?
Does it make lives intertwine?
Or does it complicate things?
Is it bought and can be sold?
Or is it something that's earned?
Does it remain when we're old?
Or does it leave with the wind?
It's like eating your favorite ice cream on a warm summer night.
It's like that first sip of coffee in the morning.
It's like your first good memory as a child.
It's like a cool breeze on a hot day.
It's like laughing so hard your ribs hurt.
It's like the fresh smell of spring.
It's like pay day.
It's like singing and dancing around when no one is watching.
It's like waking up from a beautiful dream.
It's like a sun shining and bird chirping day.
It's like a good warm hug that changes everything.
Far away love
Day and Night
You run through my mind
Just a sight of you
My body's filled
with so much warmth
The happiness swells on my chest
Tomorrows are something
to look forward to
To see your smile
Kiss those tender lips
Feel your arms wrapped around me
I am overwhelmed
with thoughts of you
Yet you don't notice me.
For hours, I toil at my armor
Layer upon layer, chunk upon chunk
I don it with pride- nothing can touch me!
But one glance from those eyes, and I am stripped bare
Shivering, exposed, as I stare into your face
It was always you- no other soul could bring me to tears with a one look
No other soul could make me lose my grace with one smirk
No other soul could have me at their feet with one word
Somehow I’ve gotten myself lost in this labyrinth, twisted and dark, slithering every which way, scrambling into dead ends that echo with your earnest sweet words
I’m searching to see where you’ve laced them with cyanide, but then why are flowers the only thing that I hear?
Your dancing eyes have got me spinning and I just can’t seem to stop
I’m really quite smart, but I sense that there’s something I’m missing when hummingbirds are pecking from inside my chest and my cheeks are blooming carnations and finally, finally, I realise- it’s you
and her, together, I’m watching, and my delicate heart has slipped out of my grasp, splitting into shards of silvery glass and the slivers embed themselves inside, one with my flesh, buried too deep to extract- Each step, each breath pierces through my body and I just can’t go on but I do
Once I got stung by a wasp and my arm was a bursting tomato and I thought I knew pain but now I know it was mercy
I’m caught in a shrieking gale, yanking out fibers of my essence, and I’m so cold, so alone
Waiting for the numbness that comes with frostbite but it never does
Wouldn’t it be better if we didn’t have to feel?
My emotions are a cruelty
Your existence a mockery
of what I shouldn’t be saying, shouldn’t be feeling, shouldn’t be thinking, shouldn’t be, shouldn’t, shouldn’t, shouldn’t,
A prisoner to this wretched demon of Hel
And there’s nothing-I-can-do-about-it.
Because no matter what I do: shut my eyes and hide under the covers and pretend I’m asleep just another fantasy I thought up lalala la
I can’t hide forever
So here’s to stupidity!
I love you
But you wouldn’t care.
whispered in sighs