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narmonsea
narmonsea
Peek into my mind a little, see if you're interested. / Just don't get lost.
A dancer's mind is, An amalgamation of serenity With one's expression, Reaching to a higher plane: A world devoid of language. Manifest a paradise Within yourself, only to be described Through yourself, in the form of Dance. Weave the pattern that you will glide along. For every breath of life, Into the sway, twist, turn of each limb Is never complete, Ever flowing.
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Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 9:21 PM UTC
A Dancer's Mind.
I saved my sanity. Wandering, lost in Chiang Mai. The Child, bewildered, At all the greatest treasures. Yet a map had not revealed The back-alleys, hidden between gazes. In the weave of foreign air, There lies a curious urge To explore. Pondering. You took me around, Aimless at cause, but Genuine in eagerness. You smile speaks in stars. Taking in the blue jar, Laughter over mind. Thinking in balance, The necessity in fun: Every story, an adventure, Every sip, diving deeper, Every shot, poetic. All in days of conversation. Yet, what lies in fatal attraction, Pulling me towards you. Your state of mind; Your insecurities, your imperfections. You were lost too. Life had not yet reveal The answer to your questions, and You stand in frustration, without The sanctimony of Comfort. Let me add to yours. Would you take my hand? Share this journey with me, as I give you The chance to find your pursuit? Maybe, just maybe. We'll have the end in Chiang Mai.
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Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 8:22 PM UTC
Lost in Chiang Mai.
There are times where I wished I let you go. No logic can hold the burden, Taming the desire To bathe in your presence. A spring of lava Warms my shell With pain, and with Asphyxiation. Yet, Irrational as I may be, You inflict the wounds That keep me alive. Come. please. Stab me some more. Eviscerate me As you will. For I am irrational, Void of human, A being of lust, At your satisfaction.
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Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 8:47 PM UTC
Irrational.
Knots of a string, Tied in the darkness Where my soul dwelled. Beyond the horizon Where the seas not part it, The tides shan't break, and Wildlife dare not hunt for its flesh. For man, the greatest adversary, Could not create The greatest obstacles in life To prevent you From pulling me Towards you once again.
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Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 6:57 PM UTC
Heartstring.
Is it strange? That a thump, A sound In regular motion Within the confines of your body Would bring such happiness To your everyday life? *Does it not Give you a smile?* Every experience is shared, All feelings connected, The warmth of a newborn, Like the glow of sunlight: Precious. That in due time, The sudden loss of this beat, Before he starts his dance, His first step, The smallest but greatest, Would have faded, Into oblivion. You would drown in despair, At the loss of your loved one. A half-hearted living, Empty at the core. All purposes, lost, to The wound on your soul As Time passes by you. Yet we not have to worry, For he will enter the gates, Amongst a grand parade. The heavens will watch his dance. A standing ovation awaits, and He would merrily dance again. Your loss is Heaven's gain.
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Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 1:28 AM UTC
Precious.
Def. To gaze in your direction Should your eyes divert to provoke me. Or, in the distance, The horizon you seek of Would have me waiting there for you And none other. To listen your notes; The pitch, the melody, The songs you pen for me. Whether it be in tune with mine, Compared to other men; The wolves that hunt you for your flesh. To take in your breath; Every ounce of air from your lungs, A self-destructive fallacy, Your troubles folding in on you. As if the perspiration compels me To make you feel whole again. Until I'm sure, until my obsession Vanishes from the thoughts Of your attention towards me, The gears will turn for aeons, The tears will flow forever, The sadness will overwhelm me. Until then, I'll be sure to be Your other half as destined.
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Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 11:05 AM UTC
Over-thinking.
*Let us be like the oceans that travel the world; Borderless like the sea, Vast in knowledge and mystery, Through the waves that crash towards one another. Let us be azure, gleaming with the light In the sky, where Mother envelops us The Earth our bed, Amidst the stars we shine.*
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 10:22 AM UTC
Azure.
Take me back to Hokkaido: The streets encased in white, The crumbling beneath our feet As we traverse this region Seeking peace, found in all directions. Take me back to Hakodate: A particular bliss can be found, In the healthy spring, Whilst we wander naked in the snow, Bathing in the deepest of seas. Take me back to Sapporo: A quiet, yet bustling city, Touches of silence paired with serenity, Glimpses of modern paired with old, Giving us the chance to find ourselves again. Take me back there with you: Eyes looking forward into the distance. Our selfishness brings us together, Yet our selfishness will tear us apart. Yet we still adore each other.
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 6:00 AM UTC
Hokkaido.
Do you ever realize? The significance of a coin Given, to the beggar On all-fours. For the value of this coin, Worth no more than Spare change to thee, Brings them One step closer to Living another day. Do you ever ponder? The release of instincts, Like hyenas, in search of food, Scouring the plains. When beings seek nourishment. Every second, minute, Longing for survival, Basking in the smell of food. Without a meal and shelter, The homeless have nowhere to go, Do you ever wonder? The act of charity, Bringing a smile upon the under-privileged. For their appreciation, Their meager 'Thank You', Greater for themselves, Than they do to you, Regardless of your standing. Bless be the silver That feeds their families once again. Never do you believe The true value of your coin, When it is brought upon others Whom need it more: When it is used to bring others To a plane higher than ever before, When it is used to provide, To nurture, To care For the homeless. *The coin in your pocket may be Their shelter for a day.*
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Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 5:33 AM UTC
Hyena.
*Let me possess you: Pull you by the throat, Lest there be an end to this Carnal flame. For I am the sin You chose, and I am the sin You commit, When you flirt with the devil, and Lock lips with evil. I am the guilty pleasure You seek, You crave, You claw for. Abandon yourself In the embrace of this Whiplash tongue. Look me in the eyes, I will warn you: The devil will tempt you, Walk no further. But do, and You will feel A burning lust, Satisfaction, The need and desire of your body, Pushed to the edge, An unbearable fire, Whipping, the chains, The violent thrusts, The clawing of your skin, Pinned to the ground. The Devil will know. You, Forced to excite the Flames within, You, Falling for this temptation, This sin, You, Realizing I am the one To release you, Over, and over, and Over again. Until you willingly Chain yourself Towards me, and I will use you Like the slave you already are.*
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Aug 10, 2016
Aug 10, 2016 at 2:58 AM UTC
Sin.