Holding the hand
Ever so tender
Unraveling motions
Of my heart swelling dry
I look up to your eyes
Vacantly gazing
And wet stains of sorrow
Can’t keep my serenity-mimicking lie
Darkness can blanket my face.
But the nightlight is betraying yours
I can hear you breath
But you
can’t hear my words.
Nov 6, 2024
Nov 6, 2024 at 1:48 PM UTC
My eyelids shut, my mind’s at haze
I suffocate, cats’ smell, too dense
I get up slowly, windows opened now
Buts that’s not only
seal that’s opened. How
Deep is depth?
I tear the covers right
I’m sitting up
Against indigo sky
We used to sleep, right here, together
And now we don’t
The story’s over
You dyed blonde
I’m not broken
It’s not you I miss
I’m longing
For the kiss
For the hug
and the serenity of touch
I miss belonging
and I can’t sleep tonight
Thanks for being in my life
I’m much obliged
Aug 7, 2022
Aug 7, 2022 at 4:29 PM UTC
Знаешь, будто бы обуглена
Отпечаток солнца на оттенке ее рук
И изящной пары ног, что короткими шагами
Носит Солнце по земле
Прорезь
Между облаком и небом
Душа усеянная светом
Звезд, что на ее лице
Оставили сияние.
Она блестит всегда.
Хоть улыбается, хоть нет.
Янтарная звезда.
И Слово, и молчание
И спокойствие, и счастье
И улыбка, и гримаса боли
И скала, и море
И цветок, и солнце
И секунда и семь лет
Я пою твой свет.
Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 9:15 AM UTC
Razored by torrential feelings
Fried between the scorch and sand
Bleeding, willing
To at last prosper in home land
I find a creature speaking seemingly the English
Though im the one who’s teaching her so what’s the deal
A form encompassing the all within the all
A pitch between eternity and null
A sweet delight she’s at
As I am circling her around my head
In thought i have to hide
Even from myself
Im willing not to catch up in the tide
September 19 - 2 years we met
as I was standing by the door
4 eyes and one realization
9, 4 and school
You’re sun, sunflower and a bear
You’re a bracelette id wear
For the rest of my
Life and I
Want you to know
I kinda love you,
So
Wont you please
Please wait
Until the “1 and 2,
Oh oh and 2, too oh and double two”
So I would do
Do anything at all
Not fearing hearing a reproach.≠
Sep 6, 2019
Sep 6, 2019 at 1:52 PM UTC
For what its worth
We have travelled much
Out of school for several times
Starving for the journey and the ride
Bringing out the best we are
Heading out at midnight
Driving Hundred-Fifty mountain ride
We are living
We are living
Are we not the best that could've been
Dear Wisdom
I'd love to think
But my thinking cap has broken twice this rhyme
I'm conquering
But losing each
Drop of childish blood that we once had
See we are breaking bad
See we are buying heads
See its Hundred-Fifty down the sea
The juniper night
On the spring I was young
I spent all my brain for the reel
Not rockign the boat and
Not sailing abroad
Am I lucky, a fool or a bee?
Oh my buttercup friend,
I am girding for rest
So get on we are leaving the rest
So get on we are heading even more ******* West
And the sign of the wine
That allures me to dine
On the bones of the wasted time
Dont go lookign for fame and glory
You are doing great as you are
Dont go searching for fame and glory
Glory is another name for Love
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 7:43 AM UTC
im trying to be
a knight in pocket on a knee
a flower on a bed of reed
a sunshine in the ****** up dim
(trying)
perpetua in timeless home
a shaving boy, a cheap add-on
to beauty of your youthful old
twenty four y.o. cute face
Sep 1, 2018
Sep 1, 2018 at 4:18 AM UTC
ive seen the world all people same
we love we fear, deprived, insane
absolute mass and no division for the HQ supervision
we are Trialed in side by solicitude at night
blindfolded OF!
superiority of those that are biting in our nose
medicating under-eighteen that appear so differently
and thus don't reap the boredom we are destined to live through
im sorry that I'm different
and I'm sorry that I speak
for the nation of the flowers
all fragile but not weak
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 7:33 PM UTC
luv, kids, luv
meet plenty clovers-bowers on a bed of dove
bros lead bros
u can't predict them meeting ai fortuna, love
liv kids liv
be-tray all, but your myth
Jul 7, 2018
Jul 7, 2018 at 5:57 AM UTC
See, I see clouds roll by
As my feet emerse in my mind
My inner child dreams
No more deeds
As I finish my chores
As I cure from the bore
As my abdomen is moving to the slow beat
As I sing to the king
Of my past and new teenage sins
As my fingers are tipping to the slow beat
I see giant in sky
See his hands are moving to mine
The deceptive tongue can not lie
As
As I see clouds roll by
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 1:32 PM UTC
this mock has never been a lie
obnoxious introverted creatures
live inside
pink suit-up knights
and blue yet-to-be **** witches
kulupnays
homage to excessive tse-tse flies
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 10:46 AM UTC