When you feel low
When there's no where to go
When you don't feel at ease
When people are too hard to please

Breathe easy
Walk out and feel the breeze
Let go when you are feeling queasy
Drown your worries overseas

When it seems like life is unfair
When things are going nowhere
When you can't tolerate the fanfare
When you sleep upon a nightmare

Feel the air
Life will take care
Hibernate your grizzlybear
It is only human to err

Hear the sound of the zephyr
Take a seat on the lawn chair
Let life go laissez-faire
Take your worries elsewhere

TIME

Time is the
fastest
vehicle
to any

destination if handled properly. It's the quickest means to greatness.
#c9_fm

Distant in the sky at night,
a profound and shiny light,
the moon slowly moves,
like a sloath on the roves.

A sensation in summertimes,
a cloud that sometimes
dresses the sky of white
when the moon guides my typewrite.

It's tuesday afternoon
I've been lying in bed
held here
by the thought
of you

सफलता के लिए
ईश्वर का स्मरण व
स्वयं का पुरुषार्थ
खुशी के लिए
माता-पिता का
सदैव सिर हाथ
सम्मान के लिए
परिवार का साथ
अन्यथा भटकना
है यहां‌ अकारथ।।

I currently sail on a current away from my current frustrations
to a concurrent location
where I don’t stay recurrent with gyrations at endless durations

what is night
but
a lark descending
from flight
upon
the
sacred moon
where
she dip both her wings
through
the
curious night
upon
the
living water

I'm still sleeping.
Clinging onto a dream,
Ignoring the open seams.
Bright red apples,
Seem so subtle.
I refuse to wake up,
But it's time to be up.
I need to let this dream go,
and stop finding hope.
It flew ages ago,
Yet I'm still not letting go.

the leaves are
disappearing

intersecting
naked branches

some thick
some thin

extend in
every direction

why do we
prepare for

winter by
removing

our coverings
and exposing

our skeletons
to everyone

are we not
as vulnerable

as you

i love you,
and to prove it,
i need to end myself?
it's not  that I'm scared,
but i would die,
not knowing,
if you smiled,
when you knew,
i loved you more than myself

I know you more than you know yourself and that’s why you resent me

I cant believe i just let you leave
you are just like me
i make myself sick with sadness
you are perfect
but you left me for her
the abuser in the relationship
but her soft eyes
and charming smile
are what captured me
and they've got you in their grips
good luck leaving
her sticky sweet trap
will be your downfall too

If I could fold up and package all the things
I do that make you upset I would

I would carefully twist and wrap and bend and
stuff it into a grenade and set it off inside your
house

The worst of me is still my best

We’ve been here before haven’t we?
Two strangers could never love so passionately
I stare adamantly at your anatomy while you throw your debonair back at me

Blood purple and trunked they raise to my ruby mouth socks
      liquid cooling stone

      cogs turning wheels turning cogs turning wheels
      cancer lifts to transcendence

      shimmering rainbows collide into metallic dust
      burnt orange flowers and blossom

      blood boxes box other blood boxes so the blood boxes can't spray life
      the green droplets drooped once to many on there little watermills

      Tori stop being Tori once nothing can pass through there centers
      Ash is not a torus

      righteous containers contain the righteous contemplating the unrighteous
      star dust encases star dust

      Sherbet and laughter, pipes enjoying other pipes smoke
      Stupid People

I long to update you on all the things
that I have been up to recently.

But I know that our memories
belong to the past
and that we were never
meant to last.

So I just update my status
to "single" and hope that
it makes you want me more.

i use coffee to stay awake
when i sleep
i fade into our memories
than i see you break me
over and over
i see us together
than you leave me
an endless pit of darkness
you abandon me
i run after you

your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you

His face
The sight brings a smile to yours
His eyes
You can stare into them forever
His lips
You wish you can kiss them
His hands
You wish you can intertwine them with yours
His mind
It intrigues you
His soul
You can love it for eternity
His heart
It doesn't belong to you

The wind rushes by
With an unseen push
Of an untouched sound
In the dark December sky

The trees speak to me
In the cold raking air
Branches outstretched
Like fingers through hair

Yet I do not understand
What it is they try to say
But I find littered leaves
Evidence, found in day

The wind yet pushes by
A pressure on the soul
To whisper long lost secrets
Trapped in a currents pull

Fingers of fire
Flaming desire
Flirting with strings
Melted angel wings
Acoustic profanity
Electric insanity
Liquid bricks in your heart
Tearing you apart
A nuclear star
Now that is the sound of a proper guitar!

you never asked to read my poetry
maybe that was the sign.
i told you i wrote for fun,
you shrugged and moved on.

If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems like *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.

They scream in their head,
Unending tears upon their bed.
They fight a battle no one knows about,
So they keep the pain and shout.