be the one that makes me cry tears of joy and sorrow be my rose and I shall be the buzzing bee you wish to see I'll collect your pollen and place the particles within my own flowering rose chest I'll be the the one that's flawed and you can be the flawless be my withered flower but never pretend you are nothing more than the perfect one the way that gravity pulls on you and me, makes heaven look more reachable lovely rose, I wish to hold you but the only way possible is through poetry or prose so for now i shall keep my heart and my mind calm, for it may explode
I love you my rosey lover.. for you I'd never judge the book the present to me, no matter the cover
I couldn't help but notice how the clouds today looked like jellyfish floating in the air. as they moved across the blue clear sky, they carried long jellyfish stingers and a joyful attitude. they give me peace of mind whilst staring at their beauty. maybe one day civlilation will have to move to the skies, or maybe we will move planets entirely.
just like a radio, my heart sings words of lovely tunes to your ears. the distance will do us dirty but I know from far away you can still hear. listen for my love and yearn for the touch of thy skin and I shall write you love letters my dear.
I found you alone and empty like a car without a radio and without seats. now you feel my heart and i feel yours too, together we make the most beautiful sounding beats.
a radio and I are no different because we both love to bring music to your mind. you were the one soul I went searching for and the one I thought I'd never find but now here we are together listening to our favorite songs on the radio.. your heart is mine.
My head lays down on my soft fluffy pillow at night hoping to sleep. Instead, my head turns and spins creating tears, making me weep. The pages I stare at make me dream for things in the future that I seek. I was reckless with my lust, taken advantage of, my pale face is bleak. Scared and my heart is in repair but I’ve done my best and gave all the happiness I could spare. how do I ever trust again, after all of my history. you were just an empty memory and an empty promise but a scar on my skin and within me. I’ve been overthinking daily trying to piece the torment inside. overthinking only makes it harder to hide. the pain around my heart gets confused with the pain around yours. how do I stop overthinking when it’s the one thing I understand. how do I tell myself to stop saying I can’t when I know I can. overthinking is the worst thing a man makes me do, please stop my overthinking and I’ll do my best to trust you..
The house swayed back and forth between each groan of disappointment. Each hole that would form would leave the poor house crying like the rains from a hurricane. So tearful but so angry the house would become. Like a lion on the hunt for its prey, the house would stalk every new stranger that entered. The house grew more and more irritated as hole after hole formed. The people inside never cared because she was a house and no one believed she had feelings. The house is now alone with no one to shelter but herself and her new lover. She is a house but she is proud, because no matter how many holes people strike into her, the house will never give up..
Pain is only a feeling that runs like blood through our veins- Veins that feel love, happiness, and anger. Anger forms from others inflicting pain, Pain and revenge are a fools game. Games create sins unholy and perhaps unforgiving in the minds of Angel's. Angel's only save those they believe need saving.
She sits alone in a cigaret, cold, smelling garage thinking about how her entire life has made a thick armored heart in unbreakable skin. Her pen moves on the paper like waves on a beach as her mind travels her memories like a hurricane on land. Each direction is almost unpredictable but the aftermath is like a rainbow after a long thunderstorm. So beautifully created from a dangerous disaster and a mind full of chaos. Liquor slowly adds calmness to the destruction but it's like adding fuel to the fire. It'll spread faster and faster till she decides to stand up and put it out. This liquored hurricane is restless throughout her nights making her days feel slowly progressed and unbearable. Every day she'll continue to rise from her unrestful slumber to tame the hurricane.
in death we do not end.. we travel to the sky as our bodies begin to shine and turn into stars upon the earth's fragile land. we wait for our return to the ground but during our time in the sky, we truly find the meaning to life
your smile makes my bones feel weak lately it’s been hard for me to come back to reality but you’ve helped me more than you could possibly comprehend. my love for you soars the sky like clouds throughout the cold spring night. so tell me what your heart believes is true and I’ll give you the truth because that’s what you deserve, so that’s what I shall do. i know i get scared and i feel like i'm falling but every chance you get i’ll hear my phone ringing, the sound of you calling. the reassurance in your voice and your smile could make me fly miles and miles. maybe i could fly straight to your home within your small city.. i wanted to tell you so badly how you looked, because goddamn you looked so pretty.
Some memories, Seem so real That you lcan unge and grab them in the blink, Often in the middle of days, My mind takes me floating In the river of memories that I once lived. I find myself reliving those very moments, Making those very conversations. I find myself accompanied by the people very dear to me That life had the audacity to flung far away. I feel the warmth of their hugs And wholesomeness of their love seeping in thorough me. But then, something snaps me out of my reverie. I usually take a moment or two collect myself back. Then I find Either my lips raident with a smile Or My eyes moist with tears.
It's because even in afterlife, I want to be around her aura and vibe, that makes me feel so eclectic. The memories that I have with her are locked away in my heart's treasure chest and everytime I open it, it brings the fuel that ignites the everlasting flame in my heart for her.