If I had Audrey Hepburn's class and elegance, would I catch your eye when we passed each other in a morning rush?
If I had Elizabeth Taylor's eyes and body, would you stay a bit longer?
If I had the simple yet perfect beauty of Grace Kelly, would you wrap your arms around me at night and make me your princess?
And if you saw the lurking shadows and sensed the sadness behind my smile, just like Marilyn Monroe, would you leave me
all over again?
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 10:22 AM UTC
in the middle of the night
when everything is at its quietest
i feel a tug at my hair
i feel a nudge in my side
i feel the pull of my hand
i feel a restlessness in my body
something is calling me
a distant land or perhaps a forgotten muse
something is calling me
and i cannot wait to answer
Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 8:46 PM UTC
My mind drifts in this abyss
And as it goes and goes and goes
I cannot stop it from touching those
Tender, broken, shattered pieces of what seems to be so hard to identify and erase from the mind.
My mind keeps on expanding
And as it goes and goes and goes
It touches those forgotten, dusty little corners and invokes a new set of flames in my heart.
The fire reaches the bones that keep me sane and i begin to transition into ash.
The wind picks up all the particles and scatters me
here
and there.
Finally, I am away from myself.
Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 8:12 PM UTC
He stays where he should be
He knows just how to shake me
Fate is not to blame
It all started with a red, hot flame.
He takes the glint out of my eyes
No longer am I in disguise
Fate is not to blame
It all started with the broken frame.
He kissed me on the hand
Politely, as if it was planned
Fate is not to blame
When he burns as vibrant as that flame.
Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 2:31 AM UTC
I wish I could
Scrape the faults off
like old and worn paint
From the wall I created.
But my nails are worn
From fighting and climbing
Up these holes I somehow dig
Unknowingly.
As soon as I see light and breathe
In the sweet scent of your presence,
I slip.
I fall.
But I'm tired
and I can't climb again this time.
Not alone.
Feb 22, 2014
Feb 22, 2014 at 2:49 PM UTC
She eagerly brushes her fingers through her hair,
Pupils are dilating,
Biting of the lip but swiftly stops.
She was told not to.
Why, she thought, why couldn't she just listen.
Or maybe she did that too much.
He isn't there to stop her and she hates him for that.
Dec 27, 2013
Dec 27, 2013 at 1:28 PM UTC
She couldn't look past lovers in the eyes.
When realising it, she'd set them free.
She found him,
and fell in love with his eyes.
When realising it, she'd never want to set him free.
Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 3:33 AM UTC
I'd like to think that we are all stars.
Dead for thousands, billions of years.
But our souls are still illuminated.
And can still be seen over a course of time.
We're slowly drifting through the galaxy.
We sometimes fade, but are still there lightyears away.
Stars are reborn.
We scribble and dance our fate into the universe.
We collide. We fuel. We die.
We're part of history.
We're part of eternity.
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 1:04 PM UTC
She catches her throat in horror
And the scream escapes and shatters against the walls of his heart.
She embraces her chest in pain
And her faith starts to deteriorate with every tear that is not being catched
by him.
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 1:23 PM UTC
The words that come through my mouth flow from the very core of my soul
Afraid of you taking them, I hid them, forbid you to make your way here.
But I should have known, that your curiosity would have grown. (Mine would have too.)
Afraid of you running away, I held them close to my heart, waiting for any sign of depart.
It is hard, no it is torture, being inside of my mind, the plague messed with my thoughts.
And it prevents me from saying the pure words that flow from the very core of my soul, the things that come out is tainted by the plague that is inside my mind.
So please don't believe a word I say...
Dec 18, 2013
Dec 18, 2013 at 4:26 PM UTC