Chase Gallagher
Chase Gallagher
3 days ago

My external self is merely my emotional vulnerabilities conditioned to be stoic and ridiculous until its formed itself into a tough callous, only bleeding in the most hostile of circumstances.
Outside extreme,
inside serene,
not sure what was lost in between.
If i say to fix something,its because there is something i broke and never fixed and don't wish the same on you.
If i laugh at your shortcomings,
its not because i think it's funny but because vulnerability makes me FUCKING UNCOMFORTABLE.

I want you to know that when I push you away,
I'm hoping you'll care enough to pull me closer.
If you see me cry,
though I'll never ask you to,
please sit next to me because whatever was able to break me down must have been profound.

There's a calmness inside of me,
a kind of bliss that turns to chaos when i try to express it.
So if I tell you that you're beautiful,
savor it because it means that I felt so strongly about it,
my serenity was able to overpower my insecurity and inhibitions and reach the surface of my lips.
I may seem spastic on the outside but my peace of mind is real, its there, and it's fighting to make itself known.

#self   #portrait   #bliss   #chaos  
Ma Cherie
Ma Cherie
5 days ago

Beautiful sunrise beautiful day,
I long to see your eye,
beautiful sunset and beautiful night,
I wish to stop the cry,

Beautiful moment- beautiful memory,
stay within the now,
beautiful sun- beautiful life,
a gift to show us how,

Beautiful birth- beautiful pain,
and all time in between,
beautiful death and beautiful truth,
our spirit new and clean,

Every day a lovely chance,
for beautiful you - beautiful me,
tell in words of a hearts dance,
make for the beautiful we,

Beautiful time- beautiful gift,
days are always numbered,
beautiful rays - beautiful lift,
we live on unencumbered,

A beautiful mind, a beautiful home
make for domestic bliss,
beautiful woman - beautiful man,
locked in eternal kiss -

I'm yours and you are mine,
  
As our lives,
are always,
inextricability,
intertwined.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Nice thought anyway..
#love   #poetry   #life   #home   #beautiful   #us   #bliss  

A kiss for her
To steal her breath
So deep and soft to confer
She is lost consumed a sweet lil death

Born again in a moments embrace
An electric captivity
A hint of heaven and sub space
Brief connectivity

Birthing eloquent shivers and long sighs
Making lust and love in a kiss
Of longing and urgent need growing between thighs
Lost in erótic reverie's bliss

~Wes Noneya

#love   #kiss   #lust   #longing   #bliss  

A great deal of time is spent in deciding what to do next,
however,
later on realized,
many times what you do in life is what you had never thought prior.

Still doing the same is important,
since it’s need of the hour.

If there is anything in life that experience has taught,
then one thing is for sure,
which remains the same over a period of time,
the fact that ignorance is bliss that needs to be kept in mind and remembered.

Over a period of time revise the same, since it’s difficult to tell when it’s application will be required.

Follow me down to the cherry tree
With ten thousand rose capillaries
So many sights still yet to be seen
Before the wilting of our dream

While the wind whistles a tune so sweet
Let’s dance with flowers in the summer heat
There’s plenty of time to swim in the stream
Before the wilting of our dream

I’m afraid now the hour is getting late
Soon my darling we both will awake
We can lay in the meadow of velvet green
To await the wilting of our dream

The turpentined clouds are the first to go
Melting away like wet April snow
The birds fall silent and the tulips careen
Into the wilting of our dream

Ashes an dust circling in the air
Slowly descend on your long golden hair
I stare at your face ‘till the last sunbeam
Erases the memory of our dream

#love   #dream   #bliss  

Les ondes de la mer me caressent doucement.
Je me sens si heureux chaque seconde de mon être
Et j’oublie mes chagrins si divers légèrement.
Tout ce qu’on veut maintenant est s’unir aux belles-lettres
En quoi notre destin fut écrit autrefois,
Où les chemins de la vie sont toujours dégagés
Et nous sommes libérés des regrets, des outrages
Qui empêchent notre envie de toujours voyager.
Nous manquons seulement du courage de fuir -
Des nos craintes, vexations, amertumes et avis...
En étant caressés par les ondes de la mer
Commençons de nouveau: nouveau seuil de la vie.

Février '17
#love   #life   #survive   #try   #bliss   #again   #start   #persevere   #anew   #vie  

By Arcassin Burnham

I fell in love with your ignorance,
It didn't show cause you were heaven sent,
I started aiming for the craziness,
Then took a trip back to my consciousness,
I fell in love with a your innocence,
Theres nothing crazy about deliverance,
I push your buttons cause I care with bliss,
I was use to whatever heaven sent,

Staring at the cold ground with sore eyes and leaky
Sockets,
Laying at corners of my head that's dripping from
My pockets,
I don't have a lot of money to buy some fancy
Concoction,
But to impress you just to caress you is not an option,
So I walk through these blue lights,
The subject I can no longer bite,
Hanging out on the cold winter night with a box
Of menthols and the devil cries,
the evening is certainly quite,
A sight to see up in the night sky,
But tonight this love can not die,
And this is the reason why I said...
I fell in love with your ignorance,
It didn't show cause you we're heaven sent,
I started aiming for the craziness,
Then took a trip back to my consciousness,
I fell in love with a your innocence,
Theres nothing crazy about deliverance,
I push your buttons cause I care with bliss,
I was use to whatever heaven sent,
Whatever heaven sent.

©abpoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/02/trip-back.html
#love   #words   #romance   #ignorance   #crazy   #heaven   #bliss   #caring   #deliver  

Would you have wanted to know the colors of the sky
Just to let them fade and from your hands fly?
Is it better to know how jazz sounds like
And never hear it from any other mic?
Was the warmth of the ember worth it
Knowing you'll live in the cold and never again feel the heat?
Do you find the bizarre taste of comfort admirable?
Even if it'll only be served once on the table?
Is your scent worth remembering
Despite the undeniable fact that it's next to nothing?
Was it better to know and have hoped to forget
Or to be ignorant and completely have no memory nor idea of it?
Tell me, to which will I feel less bad:
To lose or to not have had?

Feeling the thrum of ignorance and bliss warm my veins
and the cadence of rebellious refrain guide my steps
I can't imagine feeling any worse or better than I do right now.

Drunk poetry, lol, so probably not good, or even poetry. Whatevs.

Dreams render bliss
yet cannot feel
But I found a girl
whom is most real

To my best friend and lover ZA
#love   #bliss   #dreamgirl  
 
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