i've never let go of your hand, even when you don't have the strength to hold mine
Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 2:50 AM UTC
We barter a handful of memories,
for a heart full of sorrow.
As we have done for centuries,
future happiness we borrow.
We measure our capacity for love,
with a defiled metre stick of self-image.
Never trading with those they see above,
because what is already broken is difficult to damage.
There is not much that can compete,
with the feeling of being desired.
Once we lose it, we feel incomplete,
like a crossword puzzle being retired.
And with that pain left behind,
we forget the world right ahead.
Up in arms against our minds,
down-and-out, we feel dead.
Here comes another I refuse to trust,
lest my heart be crumbled to dust.
Yet when I caught her eyes,
all past wounds she did cauterise.
This time I say it true:
Bartered love - I hate you.
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 11:16 PM UTC
Light
Wages an eternal fight
Against the dark.
But hark!
For light simply fights with what it lacks...
But what does that mean if most of space is black?
If light travels at the cosmic speed limit,
Then how is it possible that darkness can beat it?
So don't believe your science teacher or your pastor,
Because the lack of light can travel a little bit faster.
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 11:15 PM UTC
The coefficient of my sadness
Is greater than the square root of my madness.
My thoughts are quadratic,
My actions are enigmatic;
My aim is to perplex,
Now all I have to do is solve for x.
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 11:15 PM UTC
I spent my whole life being told to simplify,
To "just get to the point".
Always asking, "How?" But never, "Why?"
Until I smoked a joint.
That's when I felt something inside of me,
Pointing out the irony.
So I gave the idea a punt,
Because that advice made me more blunt.
So sharpen your wits,
And keep them about you.
Because boxing gloves and fists
Are pretty **** blunt too.
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 11:09 PM UTC
I hope you do not judge me
When I say I measure love in frequency.
It's difficult to translate my feelings into words,
What I'm trying to say is, love really hertz.
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 10:59 PM UTC
I'm a simple electron.
And, although I have my quarks,
It's usually a persona I don,
Pretending I enjoy meaningless talks.
See, I was once in a pair,
With a fellow electron.
And, although it was difficult to bear,
The laws of physics ultimately won.
The closer we got,
The more we repelled.
When she was ionised, it hurt a lot,
She left, regardless of how much I held.
She soon paired with another,
Leaving me to start a bond.
It was my emotions I tried to smother,
Of myself, I was certainly not fond.
For a while my thoughts were scattered,
My emotions being forced up and down.
But none of that really mattered,
As I soon met another who would invert my frown.
You see, she was a blinding photon,
And when we met, she certainly did excite me...
And, just like my friend the boson,
I hope you don't take this lightly.
She perked me up a couple of energy levels,
Until she pulled me out of my shell.
Now, together, we're quantum rebels,
I'm a simple electron, and this is the story I tell.
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 10:54 PM UTC
It's astonishing how difficult I find it to transform my thoughts into ink these days
I don't know how to say it
I guess I never have
Maybe my emotions were conceived this way
To be introverts
To hide in the cave
Where it's nice and warm
I do think about you often
morning midday midnight
Almost as much is the fine grains of sea sand at the shore
Often as my heart softens
I sometimes wonder whether this tortoise computer is a blessing in disguise
Because in the interim as I wait for her while she toils to open a file
I get pirated somewhere in the horizon of your aquarium horizon eyes
Hark, for in that interim
I'm lost in your sweet alloy love
Here in your Turquoise Horizon eyes.
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC