Catch every word flung in your direction
As if spoken with the purest, kindest of intents.
You'd be surprised how often
They are.
Take rocks for roses, no matter how
Cold to the first touch.

Learn from river hit by boulder or feather.
I have room for both.
Float along or rest.

No thing thrown in anger hurts me.
I will not complain nor
Thank. I am a river; I
Run to nothing
From nothing.

No one single misunderstanding arises
Where man so rarely roams.

Took a deep breath, I whisper
           Dont let them get into you
        Show them you can do better
           In every little thing you do.

            Never look down, just up
     Dont be scared to do what's right
           Breathe and never give up
         In the end you'll see the light.

   Dont listen to every words they say
You know yourself better than they do
    When you're down, He'll find way
           Little girl, He loves you.

Uproot me from the solitary woods
And plant me in your backyard
For, that is where I can be nurtured
And, I can be your shade, from the harsh sun*


© Amitav (Radiance)

I feel
Entirely
That I can’t let anyone know.

What hurts is that
Irrationally
I want people to understand without asking.

They don’t.

So when I check out
Temporarily
From myself and everyone I know

Forgive me.

When you did what you did,
I tied my hair back and rolled cuffs into my jeans.
I put on my work boots and started to pick up the pieces of myself that you spent all that time chipping away at.
I let myself look at each one, giving myself time.
It's hard to remember where everything went, but I tried my best.

There were days that I'd sit in the middle of it all and let it overwhelm me. There were days I would pretend you were still here, chipping comfortably away.

I didn't know it'd take so long. I didn't know it'd hurt so much.

But with my sleeves pushed back, I worked and I learned. I learned how to take care of my broken pieces. How to treat them gently and lovingly, even when I felt I had no more love left in me.

I don't know exactly when it happened, but it did.

You did what you did, and I did what I had to.

And suddenly I am whole again.

My moral compass has gone askew
In truth I flung it away
Like caution to the wind

Here I'm ready for adventures
Take me on a sensory journey
Guide me on a trail of wonder

Lift me up to flights of fancy
Roll with me in meadows
Skinny dip in azure seas

Lets cross unchartered waters
Taste new exotic foods
Sip from my overflowing cup

And we'll set up camp
and explore the undulating
peaks and valleys
of our own landscapes ;-)

She is a sour patch.
One minute she is carelessly hating you
the next she is caring for you
and loving you as in an apology

She is so young she doesnt understand
when its time for silence and
when its time to laugh like crazy

She is as a bit more creative as any 11 year-old would be
writing on sticky notes and putting them everywhere as if we needed them,
puts color on everything to make it look beautiful
even its suppose to be something ugly

She is beautiful like your favorite flower
delicate but lovable
fragile but strong

She will make you fall in love
the moment you see her
But she wont let you in easy
She will make you work for her love.
-M.R.

The throbbing headache and nausea
I can endure; I've had worse.
Right now I could cry,
such a raw hope consumed me
as I thought about you, desperate.
It was still dark for me then,
when I needed you. Now it's day.
It brings a true smirk to my face
to know you are nothing more
than a night of binge drinking:
a foolish part of my youth,
a consequence of boredom.
I could not hold your liquor,
I vomited all that bile you said to me
in the hedges outside. Don't fret,
this is not a bad memory, in fact
you might never be a memory at all.
I am well. I will drink better and
far more dangerous poisons.
I am today, you are only last night.

It feels like having a nightmare
It must be the sweetest daydream
But then, it turns to be a failure,
in the top of the balance beam.

Staying up all night with not so easy stuff
Being with that electric numeric thing without sleeping
Being crazy analyzing
There are loads of question marks everyday in my head.

This is maybe not for me
HE cut me down so I can see
It's not facing an avenue of broken dreams
There is just a time not to hold.

I'm falling but it doesn't mean I will stop trying.

Her blood is a running force.
Her temple's hydraulics; the
Instrument of
Her will. She loves like a natural
Catastrophe
Without remorse or contemplation.
Leaving scars in her wake.
When she moves I hear the theme
Song to Raiders of the Lost Ark.
She is my Tomb Raider, my heroine.
I recieve her
Saving me
Like the plot of any
Action movie.

She has blood like a vulcano.
She has love like ashes to bury
Cities.

These are Days of Wonder.
Everyday magic
World shrunk
To seconds across.

Days of Wonder, these are
The unimaginable futures of
Some past gone.

Leaving little pieces of ourselves
Within each machine
We build to lighten our little
Loads.

These are Days of Wonder; I
Wonder how on Earth
I'll name the days to come.
They will be longer and
Brighter and
Warmer than
Ever.