The time we had together
was prohibited in the eyes of another
For you knew it and so did I
And that did nothing to stop
Our methods to create memories
Your laughter melted my mind
and filled it with a ringing sensation
Unlike anything heard, and tireless
Even now as I recall, it bursts loud and clear
As our time was short, I have to remind myself
That it was for the better
For if I am who I am, it would have ended in my usual ways
And for that, I will have those memories
pure...
- my creation of poems, memories, and thoughts - mix of words and arrangements visually - sometimes I rhyme, sometimes I do not - gibberish and nonsense with a personal perspective - description of thoughts and/or visions - meant to create confusion
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Sunday, February 2, 2014
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Not my Car...
With a glance, I vision the past in which we first met
Your mind is already made, with your own first look
Soon to be overturned with the conversational array of banter
and a look that makes you confused and curious
as I raise my head back over the table
On a couch, in a house, on a street, on the east side
we continue to battle our beliefs and bruises
And in a test of my interest, you leave
And stubborn as I am, retreat to the next opponent
Much more and less, we eventually rebound
Only your need is far more exceeded than mine
For now your ease is calmed with my presence
Yet you continue to throw hoops for me to jump through
And I little by little embrace your tactics
And break your concentration
And resolve your intentions
At the request of the time and limits set upon the party
We exit the premises and conclude to our modes of transportations
As I in the state of my consumption
Am not allowed to pursue my course
For your judgement is not whether I am capable
But for your own lingering temptations
I am convinced to enter an agreement with your direction
While others are not invited, we now alone
At your request
Long distance to get back to our starting point
And so our chance to revive the night is conquered
Assumptions are smoothed out and explained
Yet we hold back our intentions
After all the obstacles of the night
We end up in the parking lot of the place that started it all
Lies upon lies are spewed from our mouths
Yet you still believe me, only for your own amusement
You smirk and giggle at my nervousness
and awkward stance, as I question your motives
Your clear of your stance and make it so
You withhold your actions, in fear of consequences
As I do not give you what you wanted, you insist
As I give you what you insist, you overcome
As I resist you, you resist
And we end up on our own path...
to be continued for our next encounter...
Thursday, November 28, 2013
Ramble Take One
Looking around the crowd, all unfamiliar faces, enjoying the company of their counterparts.
Laughter and smiles, makes one enjoy its own solace.
And from out of the crowd, comes one with smiles and sparkles in her eyes.
Must wonder the mind frame this one has, to justify the possibility of an encounter.
How one views their own identity amuses many, and may also be considered a curse for consideration.
Hide behind some mask and pretend to ignore the possibility that truth is but a deception.
All memories from now on, will be considered bliss, for if your presence in them caused any distress according to new principles, shall be void and forgotten.
Laughter and smiles, makes one enjoy its own solace.
And from out of the crowd, comes one with smiles and sparkles in her eyes.
Must wonder the mind frame this one has, to justify the possibility of an encounter.
How one views their own identity amuses many, and may also be considered a curse for consideration.
Hide behind some mask and pretend to ignore the possibility that truth is but a deception.
All memories from now on, will be considered bliss, for if your presence in them caused any distress according to new principles, shall be void and forgotten.
Monday, November 25, 2013
Unspoken with those Walls
As we sit in a room, not a word spoken
emotional drips of tears, fade into the cloth
Your intentions are folded and creased with deceitful mutations
Now time passes, and creates a void within your existence
I shall pull every pain and gain within that pulsating gutter of whole
And without further notice and unsuspecting visuals claim your position
As I plant the seed of doubt, and watch it rapidly carousel through your thoughts
Little by little, leaving a trail of membranes of mortality soon to decay...
Sunday, November 24, 2013
Liimited
Your references only conclude your actions
for which you are limited
Relate this to the most and all of your intentions
Restricted and subdued to eventually exhausted permutations of thought.
Now question every thought and motive you would have given as a consequence.
Such feeble illusional creatures of creation, I speak of those low on the self worth
Speak of fear as an excuse to explain your actions or non actions thereof...
Sacrifice and Sustain those wishes, take them to the grave and bury them alive.
Blink and gone are your existences of thought patterns.
Now to gently caress that little lope and
for which you are limited
Relate this to the most and all of your intentions
Restricted and subdued to eventually exhausted permutations of thought.
Now question every thought and motive you would have given as a consequence.
Such feeble illusional creatures of creation, I speak of those low on the self worth
Speak of fear as an excuse to explain your actions or non actions thereof...
Sacrifice and Sustain those wishes, take them to the grave and bury them alive.
Blink and gone are your existences of thought patterns.
Now to gently caress that little lope and
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Such weakness for Your Presence
shhh, you whisper in my ear, to calm my mood
for
You know my intentions and reactions more so than I could ever know
my Potential is exponential in your presence
Your embrace and touch chills my devious thoughts
rampant and racing my emotions spin out of control
but with a simple glance of your smile
makes it conclude and seclude...
This all comes most when needed, as a fresh awakening
Makes me feel its all worth the wait and struggle of doubt within
The power over my chances, are given without hesitation or contemplation
The circumstances will and will always be for my benefit
and most of all, like many times before, I without a doubt
give in and reveal my weakness
to your affections...
for
You know my intentions and reactions more so than I could ever know
my Potential is exponential in your presence
Your embrace and touch chills my devious thoughts
rampant and racing my emotions spin out of control
but with a simple glance of your smile
makes it conclude and seclude...
This all comes most when needed, as a fresh awakening
Makes me feel its all worth the wait and struggle of doubt within
The power over my chances, are given without hesitation or contemplation
The circumstances will and will always be for my benefit
and most of all, like many times before, I without a doubt
give in and reveal my weakness
to your affections...
Growl and Post
Growl and Post
for which I have found
Not my situation, but can relate with little significance
A vision of your screaming and tears
Fills the hardest heart with pain and regret
Life moves you forward and leaves a hole
Life is created as a result...
Such beauty and talent combined, and combined would
With the thought of how those two would
have been...
for which I have found
Not my situation, but can relate with little significance
A vision of your screaming and tears
Fills the hardest heart with pain and regret
Life moves you forward and leaves a hole
Life is created as a result...
Such beauty and talent combined, and combined would
With the thought of how those two would
have been...
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Almost there
I shall trigger an Avalanche of words upon You
Only to watch You crumble relentlessly for more
We never did settle the score...
My hand out stretched, reaching for You
Only to watch You stumble carelessly for the door
We never will dream no more...
My last reason to treason Your wrath
Will be our longest Path
gone...
Only to watch You crumble relentlessly for more
We never did settle the score...
My hand out stretched, reaching for You
Only to watch You stumble carelessly for the door
We never will dream no more...
My last reason to treason Your wrath
Will be our longest Path
gone...
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
A Trail
Such a trail I leave for You
Catch me if you can
Scream more and struggle to win
Alas it has come this confrontational fit
Lay down this gauntlet and watch You
Sleeplessly stray sideways...
Sure I would rain pain upon Your heart
And Crush your spine with ease
But nothing more pleasurable than planting the seed of doubt
and watch You question your own existence...
Worst enemy is within, and this is a test
relate all these words, try to match them to You
Rise Your interest and begin contesting your beliefs
Challenge and Reason with yourself...
Give it all thought and come out numb
The more you convince Yourself, the deeper the hole
The Hole which will consume
Your opinion...
Catch me if you can
Scream more and struggle to win
Alas it has come this confrontational fit
Lay down this gauntlet and watch You
Sleeplessly stray sideways...
Sure I would rain pain upon Your heart
And Crush your spine with ease
But nothing more pleasurable than planting the seed of doubt
and watch You question your own existence...
Worst enemy is within, and this is a test
relate all these words, try to match them to You
Rise Your interest and begin contesting your beliefs
Challenge and Reason with yourself...
Give it all thought and come out numb
The more you convince Yourself, the deeper the hole
The Hole which will consume
Your opinion...
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Freedom Within
Melting mind of continuous complex
Randomly subjecting words and emotions
Finding ease and fast ways to complete a cycle...
Soon enough, many contributions will convey
Convey a pattern and system to these ramblings
One in the future may decipher and collect
A message and conclusion...
Or simply dismiss all alterations and a bounty
and yes it is true about what you think about
only need not explain your situations to those
in denial and ones that wallow in their own filth...
hard to boost this internal findings about and to others
when carefully choosing sentences for the masses
"he's gone mad" - nay - "little bit looney", I say...
which on occasion has been referred to as "Freedom Within"
Randomly subjecting words and emotions
Finding ease and fast ways to complete a cycle...
Soon enough, many contributions will convey
Convey a pattern and system to these ramblings
One in the future may decipher and collect
A message and conclusion...
Or simply dismiss all alterations and a bounty
and yes it is true about what you think about
only need not explain your situations to those
in denial and ones that wallow in their own filth...
hard to boost this internal findings about and to others
when carefully choosing sentences for the masses
"he's gone mad" - nay - "little bit looney", I say...
which on occasion has been referred to as "Freedom Within"
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Cruel Intent:
Inside of you I seek inspiration
Inside of you I meek desperation
Screams of vibrating solace
Taunt old Memories to surface
Your intentions creep Slowly
Up and through my Lowly
Haunted Heart...
Monday, July 22, 2013
Say farewells or Good riddance
Your mind was feeble when I met You
Now feeding upon emptiness without Me
Ego made me do it, good thing I wasted mine a long time ago
Comfort comes so easy when in the moment
Gigantic gaps in memory fade certainty
Now with that out of the way
I must move on, without resources
Why must I remain, when numb of self destruction
Give this three, and a last verse
A gentle bow, and simple curve of motion
Tip of the hat, signals retreat...
Now feeding upon emptiness without Me
Ego made me do it, good thing I wasted mine a long time ago
Comfort comes so easy when in the moment
Gigantic gaps in memory fade certainty
Now with that out of the way
I must move on, without resources
Why must I remain, when numb of self destruction
Give this three, and a last verse
A gentle bow, and simple curve of motion
Tip of the hat, signals retreat...
Dream revisited:
in the snow we leave our tracks, I chase You and You giggle
in the snow we leave our history, I submit and You squiggle
out of my embrace, higher and higher you rise out of reach
and I continue to chase, without haste
Up to the stars you float away, and step by step I step
Suddenly on top a roller coaster we sit, roller coaster is made of candy canes and wheels of life savers, with a huge blast, down we go, very slow we stop, and I turn to touch your neck to give a peck
to be continued...
scramble words
scramble words with intent of getting it across
a point that will make You see
what You left lying on the side
over, more references will soon create that one
Soon, I feel You closer every day
Ringing my brain, without reasonable consequence
only we choose to tease each other with absence...
a point that will make You see
what You left lying on the side
over, more references will soon create that one
Soon, I feel You closer every day
Ringing my brain, without reasonable consequence
only we choose to tease each other with absence...
down we spiral
down we spiral, tumble and laugh
instant happy buzz memory
down we tumble, laugh and spiral
out of control...
instant happy buzz memory
down we tumble, laugh and spiral
out of control...
mixed feeling
such a mixed feeling this be
when options are open and choices
collapse upon missed opportunities
redundant loops make for frantic fantasies
redundant loops make for frantic fantasies
redundant loops make for frantic fantasies
confusion is what I gave You
You have no choice but to contemplate my intentions
Giving up was easy, making no sense defends
Go ahead and dismiss, pass on, and focus elsewhere
No intention of submitting to your exceptions...
when options are open and choices
collapse upon missed opportunities
redundant loops make for frantic fantasies
redundant loops make for frantic fantasies
redundant loops make for frantic fantasies
confusion is what I gave You
You have no choice but to contemplate my intentions
Giving up was easy, making no sense defends
Go ahead and dismiss, pass on, and focus elsewhere
No intention of submitting to your exceptions...
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