(via im-a-p4htat0)
WooHoo Jesus and Unicorns!
(Source: ashschange, via im-a-p4htat0)
Kitty Kat!
Jade
you nestled into me
you asked for love,
you beseeched affection,
and finally i gave in
i touched you as gently as you needed
around us,
the breeze feels so soothing
and the boughs seemed to flow
just as the wind guided it
you looked to me as you were falling
barred teeth
and claws outreached
it was then that i turned away
and it was then that you left
left me alone
i sat puzzled
and pondered awhile until you returned
you approached later
with a crazed look in your eyes
as you spastically danced around me
i kept my distance and watched you
such beauty
yet so wild
beckon me when you are mild
i’ll be wait here
sitting in this tree
lost in though
a dream so far
and yet so real
at least you accepted my affection
and i was not scorned
with the ever so familiar rejection
Lesson Learned
he walked silently away
drifted into shadows of grey
i don’t think he will ever come back now
after all that happened i can see how
the feelings have faded,
become nothing but jaded
she broke his fragile heart,
a gift to her from the start
she played him like a drum
now nothing left but a gentle hum
he had been so naïve
and knew that now was time to leave
he was thankful of the lesson learned
his vulnerability had got him burned
now he proceeds forward to yonder
leaving his heartbreaker alone to ponder
What’s left
when a cry is left
i only wonder why
in a small voice i call to you
and im left with with a friend
the only guy
who seems to care.
i’ve began the journey
i set out to meet
wasting the days away
on prolonged sleep.
my hands are shaking,
Im trembling as i write to you
my heart is pounding,
what will you do?
every encounter we’ve had,
has been all a dream
and i’ve awaited the day,
that it’d be in flesh.
and here i sit, with wary hands,
shy fingers, an aching chest.
wondering if at all,
i’ve crossed your thought
(Source: randommusingsofninjateenagenerds)
Fill my lungs
the concept is often equivocated
left in an ellipse of ambiguity
leaving the ponderer, to do exactly that;
ponder
is it a burning flame that consumes you?
is it simply the raging waters that engulf me?
how is it the moment
your lungs are filled,
filled beyond its limits
as you drift into an eternal state
of continued unconciousness
that is what i wonder.
the drops that escape the lips
seem so…
so…
translucently inviting
how can this be and how long will it be?
this is my inquiry…
Weeping Willows
the transgressions of humanity
are the very nature we are bred unto
every glance
every wonder,
a vaguely formed malignant entity
the whispers of longing,
are an echoing drum in my mind
the weeping willow
bending and bowing
in the autumn breeze
does not break,
for it flows and listens
to every command cast out
the very essence of being,
follows this pattern
not with-holding any true defiance
every kiss,
every touch,
an anchor in the roots of the passion
every breeze is but the turmoil in life
one must themselves bend to each gust that the breeze pushes upon it
yet denies the physics of the world
i wish to be a small fig tree
a prime example
of the ability to bear fruit
yet in the storm, its fate is inescapable
the gushing torrents overcome
and the small vessel is left broken
left broken and useless.
uprooted from the ground
left to rot
left to later join the soil
the very earth from which it came
but life isn’t this easy
there is no escape
just a prolonged wait in the vast silence
until a gust of wind and the whispers
break the quiescence
(Source: sundaycrossword, via sundaycrossword)
(Source: sowhatsanothernight)
