i.
she is a star.
slowly, but surely,
burning out.
ii.
her loose smile and
enigmatic eyes lock
secrets deep within a
realm of disorganized
thoughts.
iii.
she has a dislocated
heart that knows only of
neglect.
disorientated and alone,
she has no place she
belongs to.
iv.
at night, when the demons
come out to play, she will
surrender to the
darkness.
3.
i can taste the salt
in the air and feel
the ground crumble
underneath my feet.
2.
i am slipping, neck-
deep in melancholy
and soon to go
all the way under.
1.
falling.
floating.
i've forgotten the difference.
A. i loved you
because you
could always
make me smile
and every time
i missed you,
you would
whisper
sweet nothings
through the
phone and remind
me not to worry,
that we'll be
together soon.
B. you were my
favourite
because you
understood me.
you could easily
be my shoulder
to cry on or
even the one
i could sing my
heart to.
you were
(always)
there for me.
C. we were the
epitome of
'meant to be'.
because i know
when everything
is changing
you and me will
be constant.
and your eyes
twinkle with
promise. as long
as i've got you...
i'd have
something to
hold on to.
i. i remember listening
to the soft strum of guitar
before falling asleep in
your arms. whispering hello
to the morning sun
and dancing to the
pitter-patter of our hearts.
ii. memories of flying in
butterscotch skies,
surfing waves of light;
as long as i'm with you
nothing can hurt me. we'll
explore forever, you and
me alone, together.
iii. reminiscing bittersweet
yesterday is only a pathetic
substitution for reality. while
everything (including you) is
moving on without me, i'm
searching for an answer, and
still wondering, why?
iv. you know i'll wait. for you,
for sanity. because
i can't stop stumbling,
one.
darling you're special,
don't you dare forget it.
hold on to your dreams
and let the sky whisk away your worries,
let yourself fall into serenity-
just dont forget your parachute.
two.
a thousand fireworks
couldnt dazzle me the way you do.
because even though playing with fire
is a risky game,
taking chances is worth it.
three.
hopeless and desperate
for affection; hidden fears,
and hiding insecurities
only feed the monster
within you.
four.
despite the dark sullen, circles
and faraway gaze;
your eyes shimmer with twinkles
of seafoam green and
forget-me-not blue.
five.
sometimes
and maybe there was something. by jeli-lo, literature
Literature
and maybe there was something.
-
you never locked your door
but i still knocked anyways
and i was begging you
let me in...let me in...
willingly
(i know you heard me but you never opened up, not once)
-
i was sitting on the steps
and thats when you came out instead
how uncalled for.
but you sat beside me
put your head in my lap
and let it all out
then you went back in and locked the door for good
i've never seen you come out since.
(i say you werent worth it but yes, yes you were)
-
you're special like that
you left a scar
and no matter what i do
that faint mark will remain
ugly but,
memorable.
(don't fret, i can't forget you even if i tried)
All the world's a stage
So let's prance about it
Soak up the spotlight
And we'll shine.
Just like the stars.
.
Escape this world,
join mine.
The rain will dance for us
and the daffodils will hum their sweet melody.
.
i promise you my dear.
just trade in this reality
it's as easy as
one
two
three
where will we go? where will we go?
our destination.
imagination.
Gathering your things
you kiss me swiftly on the cheek
assuring me for the thousandth time
"Sweetie, be strong"
I hug you for an eternity
tightening my grip although you hint for me to let go
And I do want to let go,
let go and learn to cope
Finally I wave to you my last format of good bye
You pick up the luggage and head off to the "DEPARTURE" sign
the airport suddenly so empty
like my heart.
belt, broom, coat hanger, cane.
these leave the scars on my ankles
the bruises on my arms
the ache in my heart.
ouch, the physical pain
it hurts as hell
but i'll recover
because my body will heal
for the tears i weep
a box of Kleenex
and a tub of Ben and Jerry's
is just the right antidote
but all i wonder
is why there isnt a bandaid for my heart.
im losing her
she's falling too quickly
....too quickly
i try to pull her to me
but it hurts too much,
and i dont like when it hurts
ouch.
i feel her slipping
...again
i dont think i can go on
no, i KNOW i cant go on
sorry
but i guess im not strong enough
and sorry but i have to...
let go
no wait!
i think i feel regret
yepp for sure its regret
i wish i could go back to before but i know and you know
that its too late
we cant go back but maybe....
could we move forward?
i.
she is a star.
slowly, but surely,
burning out.
ii.
her loose smile and
enigmatic eyes lock
secrets deep within a
realm of disorganized
thoughts.
iii.
she has a dislocated
heart that knows only of
neglect.
disorientated and alone,
she has no place she
belongs to.
iv.
at night, when the demons
come out to play, she will
surrender to the
darkness.
3.
i can taste the salt
in the air and feel
the ground crumble
underneath my feet.
2.
i am slipping, neck-
deep in melancholy
and soon to go
all the way under.
1.
falling.
floating.
i've forgotten the difference.
A. i loved you
because you
could always
make me smile
and every time
i missed you,
you would
whisper
sweet nothings
through the
phone and remind
me not to worry,
that we'll be
together soon.
B. you were my
favourite
because you
understood me.
you could easily
be my shoulder
to cry on or
even the one
i could sing my
heart to.
you were
(always)
there for me.
C. we were the
epitome of
'meant to be'.
because i know
when everything
is changing
you and me will
be constant.
and your eyes
twinkle with
promise. as long
as i've got you...
i'd have
something to
hold on to.
i. i remember listening
to the soft strum of guitar
before falling asleep in
your arms. whispering hello
to the morning sun
and dancing to the
pitter-patter of our hearts.
ii. memories of flying in
butterscotch skies,
surfing waves of light;
as long as i'm with you
nothing can hurt me. we'll
explore forever, you and
me alone, together.
iii. reminiscing bittersweet
yesterday is only a pathetic
substitution for reality. while
everything (including you) is
moving on without me, i'm
searching for an answer, and
still wondering, why?
iv. you know i'll wait. for you,
for sanity. because
i can't stop stumbling,
one.
darling you're special,
don't you dare forget it.
hold on to your dreams
and let the sky whisk away your worries,
let yourself fall into serenity-
just dont forget your parachute.
two.
a thousand fireworks
couldnt dazzle me the way you do.
because even though playing with fire
is a risky game,
taking chances is worth it.
three.
hopeless and desperate
for affection; hidden fears,
and hiding insecurities
only feed the monster
within you.
four.
despite the dark sullen, circles
and faraway gaze;
your eyes shimmer with twinkles
of seafoam green and
forget-me-not blue.
five.
sometimes
and maybe there was something. by jeli-lo, literature
Literature
and maybe there was something.
-
you never locked your door
but i still knocked anyways
and i was begging you
let me in...let me in...
willingly
(i know you heard me but you never opened up, not once)
-
i was sitting on the steps
and thats when you came out instead
how uncalled for.
but you sat beside me
put your head in my lap
and let it all out
then you went back in and locked the door for good
i've never seen you come out since.
(i say you werent worth it but yes, yes you were)
-
you're special like that
you left a scar
and no matter what i do
that faint mark will remain
ugly but,
memorable.
(don't fret, i can't forget you even if i tried)
All the world's a stage
So let's prance about it
Soak up the spotlight
And we'll shine.
Just like the stars.
.
Escape this world,
join mine.
The rain will dance for us
and the daffodils will hum their sweet melody.
.
i promise you my dear.
just trade in this reality
it's as easy as
one
two
three
where will we go? where will we go?
our destination.
imagination.
Gathering your things
you kiss me swiftly on the cheek
assuring me for the thousandth time
"Sweetie, be strong"
I hug you for an eternity
tightening my grip although you hint for me to let go
And I do want to let go,
let go and learn to cope
Finally I wave to you my last format of good bye
You pick up the luggage and head off to the "DEPARTURE" sign
the airport suddenly so empty
like my heart.
with each day i waste away
even more
bones become hollow,
my mind rots
even more
all feels dead to me
pointless
even more
fear twines itself
grasping hold
suffocating me
thoughts invade
what will i become?
what is happening to me?
what is wrong with me?
i hide away in darkness
behind closed eyes
all alone.
waiting to disappear
even more.
give me something poetic. by twelvedaysofjune, literature
Literature
give me something poetic.
like the way the grass
sparkles
at dawn. scratch that,
too cliche. say,
shush, close your eyes
see the dawn
then forget. forget
because forgetting
is poetic. remember
your grandmother, sick
in the hospital, saying
the old should be beautiful.
this deserves
remembering.
one.
darling you're special,
don't you dare forget it.
hold on to your dreams
and let the sky whisk away your worries,
let yourself fall into serenity-
just dont forget your parachute.
two.
a thousand fireworks
couldnt dazzle me the way you do.
because even though playing with fire
is a risky game,
taking chances is worth it.
three.
hopeless and desperate
for affection; hidden fears,
and hiding insecurities
only feed the monster
within you.
four.
despite the dark sullen, circles
and faraway gaze;
your eyes shimmer with twinkles
of seafoam green and
forget-me-not blue.
five.
sometimes
on show.
time is passing by faster than i can count the days that are turning to weeks to months to years that i'll look back on and wish that i had just lived without schedule.
realistically,
such ideals won't get me where i need to go.
these days it's like everything in my life is looking forward to something.
but what happens when i get there?
isn't there going to always be something more to do?
more work?
higher standards?
a series of accomplishments but it doesn't feel like i've accomplished anything just yet.
this might be all the exam stress talking, but i wonder what my life would be like without the push for perfect, orga
because it's valentine's day & you like coldplay (:
this is my wifeey: ~bilbilbs (https://www.deviantart.com/bilbilbs)
...we only tolerate each other
:heart:
so yes its new years eve and i am not out and about.
i'm cool like that (;
not to worry, i wont miss the gorgeous fireworks
i'll be watching them on my balcony. (:
anyways, happy new years to all you lovely people!
& i hope that not just 2010,
but everyday will be wonderful for you.