Hank Van Well Jr: Favorites

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

lX0st

Never alone
But always lonely
I've nothing to hang onto
So you never hold me
Dripping from your hands
With a futile disgust
We're dreaming of love
Yet give into lust

Maybe that's why we're all lonely.

#love #sad #lonely #alone #lust #longing #disgust #quick

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

Tranquillity

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

ryn

Tranquillity

Arrange my mind's galaxies and planets.

Sedate angry asteroids and burning comets.

Align for me my heart's constellations.

Clear the clouded nebulae in my intentions.

Turn the moon gently to look upon me,

So I may find the sea of tranquillity...

Tonight.

Clouded, dishevelled mind. Want peace...

#peace #sleep #universe #troubled #amok #unsettledmind #heavyheart

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

In a good Moon

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

Ocean Blue

In a good Moon

Last night
I asked to the moon
If she would still want me.
She replied very soon
That she's not used
To deal with cases like me.
But she whispered
That if I wished
I could
Lift mountains.

Inspired by Indochine's song "J'ai demandé à la lune"
(Mistakenly deleted and fortunately remembered)

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

flushed.

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

NV

flushed.

I flushed my suicide note down the toilet.

The same way I'll flush the pills down my throat.

Because I didn't deserve to die.

The same way you didn't deserve to know what killed me.

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

only a dream

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

ArianaRusso

only a dream

Crisp air, crisp air

wistful whisper
weeping writhe

Crisp air, crisp air

Pale eyes, dainty lips

Crisp air, crisp air

Thaw
amorous embrace

Flushed air, flushed air

wistful kiss, crimson lips

blossom, bloom
bloodless doom

Pleased ease from a faithful and analeptic ******

-Rouse, rise, awaken

just a delusion, dream;
Only musing

Fizzle

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

An improbable reality

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

MalaiDaisies

An improbable reality

My breath quickens as he draws close.
It's everything about him. From his tousled hair, unkempt beard, and those eyes of his.
Eyes that hold the universe.
Eyes that are the universe.
For me.
I am but the girl next door who made the mistake of getting too close to the stars.
And burn me he did.
Leaving scabs that are never to heal.
That can only be forgotten.
But how can I forget him when he has crawled onto my flesh and taken proud residence?
How can I forget him when every insolent breath gives me a chance to hope?
How can I forget the stars that soar the sky every night?
But here is something that I have forgotten in my haste to love him,
You can only see the stars.
Never reach them.
And never for one, have them for your own.

I want him. I need him.
Like nothing else in my life.
I need to move on. I need to forget.
But I seem incapable of doing just that.
If you have any words of advice, I would greatly appreciate it :)

#love #life #eyes #breath #stars #forgetting #him #unrequited #longing #scabs

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

A Poet Is

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

LittleFreeBird

A Poet Is

A piece of you
Reflecting back
The bitter words in your mouth
Too raw to speak
A poet is
Someone in pain
And someone in love
Someone who looks at the world
Through a kaleidoscope
Who takes a magnifying glass to each
And every
Word you say
And lets them imprint on their heart
A poet is
A star gazer
A dreamer
A chaser of
The improbable
But hopes anyway
A poet is
Tissue paper skin
A heart of glass
And a soul of titanium

A poet is
A sharp tongue
And a gentle kiss
She is a sob
He is a sigh
A poet is
The sun at midnight
Bright and
Burning
Hot
Alive
But cloaked in a darkness
They cannot shake
The brightest day
And the darkest night
A poet is
The human experience
A paradox
An oxymoron
So complicatedly
Simple

A poet is
A lover
Who refuses
To stop wearing their heart on their sleeve
No matter how much it bleeds
But rolls them up
So you can’t see
The blood stains

A poet
Is Poetry

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

I thought you would miss me

Oct 2014 Hank Van Well Jr

stella fitzgerald

I thought you would miss me

that was the day I set sail
that was the day I said goodbye
before the day of my shipwreck
before the day I closed my eyes to die

you see
I thought you would miss me
when I set sail
when I left for the sea

and now here I lie
on the ocean floor
waiting for the tide to be kind enough
to wash me up onto the shore

but now I see
I dont know how to make you miss me
because now I know
you never did love me

#love #heartbreak #sad