Haruhi

Haruhi Oct 2015

Joy

Joy is my life
She is the most beautiful girl
She is my woman
She knows how to dress to impress me
I love her with all my life
She can cook *** pies like
a southern woman
Joy brings me happiness
And puts a fascinating smile on
me everyday
Her smile brights up my day
Her laugh gives me comfort
Her eyes gray and blue
the colors of my mind
Joy can do everything
anything
I could never be mad at
Joy
Joy is my Jo-Bear
And Joy is mine

Joy is my girl and I love

#mygirl #jobear

Haruhi Oct 2015

Inpending Sleep

As my eyes grow weary
My body starts to fall
I know now
that I need sleep
So tomorrow I can
be headstrong

Oct 2015

Tapiwa Individualist

Comparison

Comparing yourself to others,
Seriously robs you of joy,
Accept your life as it is,
Love what you own,
There's no satisfaction in comparison,
You'll always think you're not good enough,
Compete with yourself,
Compare yourself with who you were yesterday,
Live in your life,
Be happy,be content and make improvements day by day.

#life #living

Haruhi Oct 2015

Memories

It's 9:20 and the girl in front of me
is thinking about him
She's thinking about how he
can forget about what they had
She's thinking about how
bad she feels and
how it doesn't even seem to faze him

Is she not worth the memories?
Did he wipe their wonderful times
out of his mind
Or was he thinking she hurt
him so much that
he never
wanted to think of the
pain she caused him
ever again?

They see each other at school
practically everyday except
Saturdays and Sundays
Fricks' sake they even talk!
So why is it that he doesn't seem to
remember their relationship?
She still remembers

She still remembers his warm
greeting smile
The tender hugs that
just screamed
I love you

She was too shy and young
to say it back then
She'd always blush and look down
whenever he said that to her
She really couldn't control it

She knew she should
have said it back but she ended
up ditching him instead
yes she feels bad but
this isn't your normal kind of bad
This is the kind of bad
you get when you mix
fear and despondency
together in a bowl

Fear
because she doesn't want
to hurt anyone gain
Despondency
because she misses his warm embrace
and soft, vibrant smile

I have a little problem with this though
Why do I constantly narrate
my own life?
It's because I'm afraid of
saying I hurt him
I held him that
I had his smile for myself
and what did I do?

I threw it out like garbage
because I thought
I would ruin our relationship
sooner or later
I just didn't understand
the concept of
"breaking up" with someone
and "loving" someone

And so here I am lying
in bed
writing a poem about
the person I miss
just because
I couldn't say
"I love you"

Yeah......... so.................

Oct 2015

Parsavagely Kompenere

Our heart

I looked in the mirror,
And made a promise to a girl.

I told her not to be afraid,
I told her never to doubt herself.

She was trapped,
I told her she'd be free one day.

I told her not to worry,
That this world would be kind to her.

I told her I'd do anything to bring her here,
To let her escape.

She looked me right in the eyes,
And she smiled.

She smiled a beautiful smile,
Joyous, beaming, grinning.

She smiled a pure smile,
Not forced, not a hint of sadness.

She cried three tears,
Of unrelenting relief.

And she whispered back,
So quietly.

I got so close to the mirror,
My breath clouded over her lips.

She whispered,
I will be strong

And when I drew back,
The mist of my breath,
Formed a heart,
One heart,
Between the two of us.

Haruhi Oct 2015

Similarities

Isn't it funny how similar
Computer viruses are to
a broken heart.
The longer you hold on to them
the worse they seem to get

Or how similar a
crashed ship is to a
broken girl
Both were once beautiful
in everyone's eyes

Or how the outside of a person
is the same as a costume
A costume to look like someone else
A costume to shield yourself
from your own hatred

Or could it be that all these
similarities are merely a
Frankenstein like doll
Put together like stich work

Or is it actually true?
Just as true as the sky
Just as true as the soft hum
of a mothers' song

Whether it's true or not doesn't
matter to me
as long I have the strength
to put down this
heart shaped glass
and face the true reality
of my heart.

#memories #thoughts #emotions

Oct 2015

Mike Hauser

~Give~

All of life is give and take
Though most take more than give
Placing blame on the nature of man
Tossing out the mix of live and let live

But that's not how it works in life
With the more you take
The less you have to give back
When time comes to give away

Imagine what would happen
And the difference it would make
If all together we faced each other
And gave instead of take