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Dec 2013 Unknown

Blue

Dec 2013 Unknown

L O

Blue

He is a seashell and I am the ocean, but it is not his fault.

He can only hold so many grains of salt or sand, he can only catch so many china       tears before they hit the floor and shatter into a billion disappointed slivers, never to be collected or krazy-glued.

It is not his fault.

In today’s society, it is preferred to be flat.

                     So he is blessed, my skipping stone.

It’s the people like me—the bottomless ravines—

That get lost in ourselves
                         That vacuum up lost puppies and paper cuts and hold them with us                                        so tightly that we’re guaranteed to spill over.

But we don’t. No, not even the slightest.

We just get deeper and deeper to make room for the cold water.
       We build secret gardens to plant poisonous roots and we hide them in our green teas and salads.
               We draw lemniscate maps that loop treasure hunters around our hearts, searching forever.
                          We shun the sturdy carp and send love letters to fickle anglers and glumfish.
                                       We refuse to die in our sleep.

His favorite drink is water and his favorite color is blue.
     My favorite drink is whiskey and my favorite color
Is alabaster when it’s raining,
                                     sea foam green if I’m trying,
                                                                               and violet when I’m in the mood.

Dec 2013 Unknown

A Poison Tree

Dec 2013 Unknown

William Blake

A Poison Tree

I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden stole.
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see,
My foe outstretchd beneath the tree.

Dec 2013 Unknown

Haunted By Love

Dec 2013 Unknown

HML

Haunted By Love

Don’t love me she said in her head to the dead
For I can’t love you back, your soul is in bed
Whether it is up or its down, in the clouds or the flames
I can’t love you back and it’s an awful shame

I feel you here, there’s fear and tears
I should be scared but your presence steers
Me somewhere I know, I trust, I go
Somewhere where there’s both friend and foe

You make me feel sound, soul round, mind bound
Strange that up or down you put me on ground
Ground that is solid under my shaking feet
I may sit in a chair but you are the seat

You hold me, console me, control me
You presence will grab tightly and have me wholly
You whisper you love me when its dark and I’m in bed
But I can’t love you back, for you are the dead

Dec 2013 Unknown

Apart

Dec 2013 Unknown

dr Jade

Apart

Feeling at a loss, incomplete
An integral part of me, missing...

You, my darling, only you
You are the blood that rushes through my veins
You make my blood boil
That my body sings with pain and pleasure

You are my fantasy, my obsession
This distance rips me apart
For I am tethered to your side
Your half, your friend, your lover, your slave

Even this torture I will endure
As long as you are part of it
Even though you may reach the ends of the earth
I know you will find home in me

Love me, hurt me
The only way you know how
Holding nothing back, selfish and selfless
Insatiable

I can almost feel you, my love
The warmth of your breath
The pulse of your heart beating...

I cannot stay away, nor do I want to
You call out to me
You lure me in

I am but only human
I cannot fight these overwhelming feelings
I miss you so much it hurts...

Dec 2013 Unknown

a sealed confession

Dec 2013 Unknown

Gem Elliott

a sealed confession

a sealed confession written on the inside of my eyelids,
visible only when wanted to be seen.
when opened, the confession becomes an admission,
what is will then have been.

only you or I may open it,
and only if we please.
let it whisper wind through the branches,
and tell tales among the trees.

may it foresee the future and remember the past,
but let it not change us, to our very last.

Dec 2013 Unknown

It's O.K.

Dec 2013 Unknown

MJ Smith

It's O.K.

You honestly have no idea who the **** I am and you don’t know a thing about me and probably never will
 I will never open up to you

Dec 2013 Unknown

Bury Me

Dec 2013 Unknown

Janessa Luna

Bury Me

Don't let that name part those sweet lips again
A perfection in a perfection is impossible
Unless it is I
How can you not see it?
Every time you speak of her perfection, I look at yours
You say cute as if a puppy following your every step
Am I only a sister to you
A foe?
I can't help but look you down and feel anxiety
I can't help but look over any flaws
For it seems I take all of your imperfection
I feel so awkward around you
Only because I feel everything about to burst
Only because I know you may not ever feel the same
Only because when you speak her name I see your face brighten
That is what kills me
Every faint sigh
Every sad conversation to which I want to kiss those words away
Wrapping around you
Bid All Sorrowful Things Away!
Not knowing what I wish
For you put me in a realm of idiocy
I want that touch of your warm hands on my burning skin
Oh! Just that sighing aching thought of loosing you
If only you knew
I want to lock you away in my heart
To tell you dreams are only dreams
To lie to you and say I am fine
Kills me even more
My old soul and dying heart
Being left for dead from the sound of your voice
Please!Just whisper the word fair mind
For thy lady cannot know.
Her beauty to fragile
Her heart to kind to even spare me but a mere couple words
To even gaze into my eyes
For she pumps my blood
She fills my steaming ecstasy
Don't smile with my thoughts running a muck
Don't sound so happy when you are speaking her name
That sound is poison to me
Dripping with every syllable into my chest
Let's just run away
You have already taken my soul
Take my lonely body with you
Why must being so young hurt so bad?
But feel so good?
Remembering the dreams of peace
And love
And rock and roll
And of me getting you for once
naked in a field of flowers
Wait? You say
For you to stop loving this?
For me to get your broken heart after leaving her?
What is cute?
Constant thoughts about how it will never be
Your awes every time I say a word sounds so pathetic
So sarcastic into another way of saying you don't care
Just stop the nonsense and keep calling my name
I want to hear perfection
Like I think of you
I want to get hugs like you give everyone else
I want to feel your touch
I want to call you mine
And show how much I love you in front of the world
In front of your cruel relative blood
What is this?
I have not any words to tell you in person
For fulling knowing it is i ?
Or it is you, lady, the one I love dearly
I don't want to loose this friendship as I lost my heart to you
So just say my name
**** me over and over
The thing you are so good at doing
Keep on introducing me to other lovers of yours
Keep burning me with those sad words
Bury me
Bury me in my own blood
In the blood of your perfection
For I am cursed to never grasp love
And always grasp friendship

Dec 2013 Unknown

Paper Planes ✈⛅

Dec 2013 Unknown

deliciae

Paper Planes ✈⛅

we're soaring like free birds
high above the clouds
pretending they're cotton candy
like we did when we were young

and we're gliding like paper planes
high above the problems down below
pretending they don't exist
like they did when we were young