Monday, December 10, 2012

FRANKLY,

IT WAS A PLEASURE TO HEAR YOU SAY... I LOVE YOU TOO BACK TO ME
NOW BOTH YOUR WORDS AND MOOD CHANGED,
                       THAN YOU TURN YOUR BACK TO ME
           THINKING BACK OF WHEN OUR LIPS TOUCHED
AND THE FIRE THAT GREW INSIDE OF ME
THE FIRE INSIDE OF ME WOULDN'T GO OUT
EVEN IF YOU WERE FAR FROM ME
THERE WAS REALLY NO DOUBT OF YOU BECOMING A PART OF ME
           YOU BECAME MY BLISS....MY DOSAGE OF EXTACY
                           YOU WERE MY DRUG, MY MEDICINE
EVERYTHING THAT WAS GOOD FOR ME.
THE BAD WIND BLEW AWAY TIME AND LEFT ME WITH AN HOURGLASS.
THINKING BACK IN ATTEMPT OF TRAVELING BACK IN TIME...TO THE PAST.
PICTURES OF HAPPY TIMES FLASH
AS ECHOES OF PAST CONVERSATION TRAVELS BACK ON MY MIND,
CRAWLED ON MY DOWN MY SPINE.
HELD EVERY INCH OF ME, TELLING ME THAT YOUR MINES
YOU ALONE NONE ELSE IN THIS WORLD CANT REPLACE THE LOVE WE SHARED.
WHEN YOU CALLED ME YOUR BOYFRIEND,
AND I HELD YOU IN MY MIND AS MY GIRL.
NOTHING ELSE IN THIS WORLD MATTERED AT ALL.
THE WORLD COULD END, THE SKY CAN FALL
DEMONS CAN CRAWL OUT OF THEIR HOLE AND RAISE HELL, IF THEY CHOOSE.
KNOWING THAT YOU'RE WITH ME ALWAYS WILL AGAIN MAKE IT WELL.





PETALS AND THORNS

A LOVE LOST VANISHED,
               REAPPEAR WITH SILENCE PUNISHED.
                                        TEARS AND PAIN FELT AS IF DEATH
          QUITE ALIVE IN REST
                                        CIRCLING A MIND SEMI STRESS
PONDERING UPON PATTERNS MISSHAPED BY PETALS AND THORNS.
SOMETHING ABOUT A ROSE...
A SEED IN THE NEED OF GROWTH FROM CONCRETE , HELL FIRE TO SNOW.
OFFBEAT HEARTS IN SEARCH OF A LOW BENEATH THE HIGH.
                         SUNKEN GROUND, HEAT
ON A QUEST TO RIDE THE WAVES OF DEFEATS
                                                               PENETRATING TIDES WITH THE WEAK AND TIRED. 

PETALS

A DOZEN ROSES GREW WITH PETALS RED
SHARPEN THORNS OF SADDEN BLUES,
THAT SUNG OF WHY THE CURIOUS HANDS BLED
SHE LOVES ME ..SHE LOVES ME NOT
THOUGHTS FROM FALLEN PETALS ,DEAD
TRAVELING WITH THE WIND THAT CARRIES THIS VAGUE LIKE DEATH
FATIGUE FROM SEARCHING WAS NOT ENOUGH
MY EYES WIDE STILL SEARCHING
IVE FOUND RESIDUE OF WHAT WAS US
SPEAKING WITH NO VOICE, JUST WRITINGS AND WORDING FROM MY HEAD
I TOLD MY SELF ID TRY LOVE BUT,
 YOU HELD THE OTHER HALF OF MY HEART HOSTAGE.
SO NOW I TRAVEL BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN TWO WORLDS INSTEAD.
WISHING UPON A  RESURRECTION OF WHAT RESEMBLE US
MEMORY, A PULSE TO WHAT KEEPS THIS LOVE ALIVE
IF I WERE TO DIE,
I THINK I'D BE IN MY COFFIN,
WRITING MORE REASONS WHY THIS LOVE SHOULD STAY ALIVE.
DIGGING OUT OF THE DIRT AS I AM DOING NOW
DRAWING PICTURES WITH A STICK ON THE GROUND
PICTURING THESE ROSES THAT BLOOMED IN THE WINTER
GREW IN THE CONCRETE PICKED IN THE MIDDLE OF DECEMBER.
FOR, THOSE PETALS
YOUR LOVE, I STILL REMEMBER
THE PETALS
 

THORNS

DREAMS BECAME DAYDREAMS,
FADING AS I WAKE TO THIS PLAIN SCENE
THESE DREAMS HAVE EVOLVED TO THIS PAINTING OF THIS RAGING LOVE INSANE
SCREAMS TOLD ME HUSH
WHILE , WILD WIND CARRY ME OFF WITH A SPIN
HEAD SPINNING OUT OF CONTROL WITH MORE,
 THOUGHTS THAT GREW OLD.
YES, THIS THOUGHTS THEY UNFOLD
WITH A RUSH AND THAN CLOSE
AS A LOTUS THAT CARRIES PAIN
INSTEAD OF BLISS SHOWERS ONE WITH RAIN
INSTEAD OF YOUR KISS I RECEIVE MORE PAIN
WISHING FROM MY THOUGHTS ONLY HOLD MY HANDS,
NEVER CAN THEY FILL IN YOUR PLACE
IF ONLY THEY CAN REALLY PAINT YOUR FACE THE WAY IT WAS
COULD I LOVE AGAIN THE WAY I DID
FROM THOSE DAYS WHEN ..FLOWERS GREW INSTEAD OF THORNS
WITH THE SUNSHINE INSTEAD OF STORMS
WITH CLOUDS THAT CARRY AN INFINITE DOSE OF YOUR LOVE
FROM YOU AND YOURS.