Trees

I don't smoke cigarates but I have alot of **** in my system, trees made me me a victim as they planted their seeds in me just because  they felt my soul had a lot of life. They attached their roots to me as they pulled my souls energy source just for their own life's force gain. Now I roll up after cutting some detachments since this trees have been riding my waves as part of my emotions just so they could be free Trees.


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A Cold Affair

She'd been  the queen from the moment she was born everybody felt her. She knew it and at some point became sure of it, but nothing lasts forever in the circle of nature all four siblings got their turn and every one of them brought their own drama with them. She was the cruelest of the four because when she came around everything in it's different existence had their mixed reaction towards her. Some animals would hibernate and humans would almost do the same but for them it was a part time thing specially when her moods were up. She would make them feel her every single move they would get cold, change their usuals clothes and trade them for their warmer versions which usually stay stuffed in the deepest parts of their closets. They'd put on scurves, boots, track suits to hand gluves since even their hands would nearly freeze she was one hell of a cold women. As her circle was nearing the finish line on her last run she would become the meanest. To be honest she was never cruel or mearnt to torment, being cold was the only way she knew how to show love and by the cold breeze and a wave of cold fronts it was her only trying to be remembered as another sibling was about to take their turn. She would over express herself and yes she would be felt as it was winters last goodbye.

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A Shadow Hidden From Its Shine

From the very beginning it was put on, then put out when it got too excited. Hidden from the spotlight it only came alive in the..........

A Smile From Rose

It was right there, right then when I realised it, might have somehow thought my mind was playing tricks on me, but that didn't matter a rose had smiled at me.


A beauty a thing, a powerful being, as years went by I realised it had a strong hold on me, shook it off a cupla times maybe even convinced my self it was just a dream too, but no I'd see that smile from a rose again and nearly fall on my knees, but what was it? Just a smile? A normal a thing was it? No ways it was something way more as time went by I stopped being confused, took it in and eventually  started wearing it my self. It was an amour in most times, how untouchable I'd become pulling that energy from it. I could have lied to my self thinking it was all me, but no I wore an amour made out of a living smile! Unseen to the visible eye but powerful to the imagination to the point it somehow influenced my reality, it was a smile from a rose shining on me and its warmth would make me whole in ways that couldnt be explained. A dilusion in the eyes of a normal folk and a make believe to someone who thought they understood. It was something more to me, who could have thought a life would change the day a rose smiled for them a smile from a rose

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The Sea

The temperature changed on us as my arms froze, At that moment I feared that I couldn't save her!!! All that struggle all that fighting started to feel like it was for nothing but was all hope lost? Was it all lost in the sea lost in the sea?
During those final moments with the hypothermia starting to kick in its coldest grip,the dilutions of a perfect love affair had us smiling as the ice froze us together forcing that  automatic but ice cold type of cuddle, me and her were caught in moment of something like the Titatic non perfect cold driven script.
Where we finished? Was there not even a little hope for us as we were lost in the sea, lost on the sea?
Looking back to the life we lived.. I wasn't all that bad. I loved her way too much otherwise why would I still be here? Still fighting and having hopes that our heartbeats would combine and the rhythms together could give us a fighting chance.
I could've have left her but the current was too strong my sea was her, and deep in her eyes her tears drowned me and her eye bags were as the ice bags that would freeze since we were both in it so it was killing the both of us.
So hope wasn't lost and the love was still the same, the only thing was that we just had to master the way of the waves that always seemed to be always a bit to strong but never for both of us the sea.

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Programmed

Deep in the depths of her inner core the fragments of me call a sweet home, years have passed by with new versions trying to insert and hack her mainframe. I've stayed hidden living in the most delecate parts of her functions, "suctioned by the old father from that day I vouwed  I'd never live" even if one day I'm mimicked in a version of a doll, or cast away as ash in mother natures oceans path ways in her I'll forever live programmed.

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A Beaming Love

Caught up so caught up that's how it feels, how you often ask yourself how could you be strangle held by something so not normal, but then again what's normal have to do with anything? When it gets you it gets you if it doesn't move you someway, make you shered a tear or give shivers to the spine, it must be unreal if it dont make that moment right there feel like the entire universe is looking at you just you at that moment then is it really love. Can you really say you're being  love beamed?


 Cause you can front about it, make claims of loving but is the person you loving feeling loved? Do they often find themselves feeling the pressure from the words you tell them? find them questioning themselves about a certain moment involving you and them?  Then end up being sure by comfirming it to themselves like ****** this one loves me!!! Love beamed that's how it works one energy channeled from one destination to another, a dancing of souls without you even being there in a form of a traveling love. Its a matter of feeling because you can say it all you want, but if the one you claim to be loving doesn't feel loved then you don't possess a beaming love love beamed a beaming love.

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