Rainswood: Favorites

Nov 2017 Rainswood

(at night)

Nov 2017 Rainswood

tm

“why do you give him those angel wings”
“well, he promised me joy and roses to smell”
“hell, did you receive any of those things”
“i can’t tell behind my cerebral prison cell”

“what’s letting go to pain”
“what’s with the spot test“
“why do you still keep him entertained”
“why don’t you just rip my heart out of my chest”

“maybe these questions are foolish”
“you don’t know how...”
“you seem to hold onto something ghoulish,
but maybe it’s not my place to frown”

“maybe it’s true; you can’t choose who you love
you can’t choose how the stars align
you can follow what your heart is in search of
i just hope there are roses along the line...”

- t.m

#love #pain #heartbreak

Nov 2017 Rainswood

Art

Nov 2017 Rainswood

Derek DM

Art

There is no art.
Only the scribblings of madness
Bled onto a paper or canvas
Dying to run out
To cure in the heat
Of our own light
Where it birthed
And died
In the same breath
Of each stroke
In each every hue
The story of us
leaks into the air
Onto a medium
That is set before us
on long sodden sheets
Originally white and pure
We then set apart
To begin
There is no art
Only Sin.

Our expression is part of us. Quit judging it.

Oct 2017 Rainswood

Untitled

Oct 2017 Rainswood

Graff1980

Untitled

You were the chaos
of swift currents
sending me under
in a ridiculous
blunder
as I was consumed
by my desire for you.

Angry, jealousy,
all things I thought
I had discarded,

but the brick wall
that was ****** red
which I built up
to protect myself
crumbled
in your clumsy presence
as you intruded
in the life
I had carefully constructed.

Sleep deprived,
driven by emotions
which I knew
clouded my rational mind,
I still longed for you;

And the thought
of the loss
of something
that never was
caused
black waves
of anxiety.

Until, today
when I found me.
I am not hurting
or heartbroken,
but working
on knowing
that some attachments
are better than others.

Oct 2017 Rainswood

DOWNSTREAM

Oct 2017 Rainswood

Jackie Wilson

DOWNSTREAM

a torrential river of sadness
flows through me.
here and there
among the churning rapids
glint chunks of emotional gold:
happiness,
contentment,
fulfillment,
strength,
peace,
waiting to be caught
and hauled to the shore
of my consciousness.

Jul 2017 Rainswood

a story of a love

Jul 2017 Rainswood

Akira Chinen

a story of a love

Tell me a story of a love that had to be lost
so the broken pieces of a heart could be found
and a fairy tale where falling in love
was as painless as falling out
and paint me a picture of who you are
when you're naked and alone and vulnerable
and illustrate the beating of your heart
when you know its a love
more dream than human
and spin magic from your fingertips
to show me something that's not just an illusion of sin
and bring the moon a little closer
and pull the stars out of your skin
and wrap lust around the night of eternities horizon
and crush velvet flowers between the whisper
trapped inside your lips
waiting for the right moment
to tell me a story of a love
trapped inside the pieces of a broken heart
and I'll get lost in every syllable
and I'll hang on every word
and I'll love every moment
with a love
more dream than human

Jul 2017 Rainswood

soft sins

Jul 2017 Rainswood

Akira Chinen

soft sins

Whisper to me of soft sins
and hard moans
I want to know
who you are in the dark
When you are naked and alone
I want to feel the stain
of your wet kisses
up and down my kneck
Push me onto my back
and carve your name
into my chest
Sink your teeth
into the corner
of the inside of my thigh
There is no pain
when I have the pleasure
of being in the reflection
of the carmel desire in your eyes
Pull me under the secret universe
you hide in the mad love
within the pulse
and rhythm of your stars
Drown my breath in the colors
and pallet of the beauty
of your blood red lips of lust
Leave the scent
and taste of your flower
To haunt the eternal hunger
you have seared
into the marrow of my bones
It is only by the warmth
of your breath
that I can enjoy death
and rise and die again