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May 2015 · 2.3k
Jean So Mean
Jude May 2015
Interconnecting my genes into the Universe
So that every single thing is me.
Something he would say
May 2015 · 346
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Jude May 2015
Winding roads unwind my soul.
They never get old, their secrets untold.
Rays of Sun ******* undone.
A fire that's come and never has gone.
May 2015 · 361
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Jude May 2015
I've lost my marbles..
They've scattered across this world, that world
So now I must travel.
And as I find each one, slowly, but surely I find clarity
Jude May 2015
Oh how our imperfections make us perfect for each other.

She held me and said “It’s about you, and you are I”

Grip tightened, bones creaking.

… “You’re insane”

And you’re a genius.

A kiss planted,

I caved into her chest and let the waves cradle me, bring me in.

A kiss planted,

On the grounds of untouched land.

Sinking… Euphoria?

Sinking nonetheless.
May 2015 · 406
NoEnd
Jude May 2015
My days have gotten much better.

            My nights, a black hole.
“Don’t let the name fool you: a black hole is anything but empty space. Rather, it is a great amount of matter packed into a very small area - think of a star ten times more massive than the Sun squeezed into a sphere approximately the diameter of New York City.” - NASA
Apr 2015 · 378
Untitled
Jude Apr 2015
"Jude everyone who meets you,
wants the power to defeat you.
But she has the wings and eyes of an eagle,
her veil is too thick to see through"
Written by Jean Carlo Ochosi
The truth behind his words almost frighten me
Jude Apr 2015
Constantly questioning my character, disguising it with laughter
Like its some kind of joke as you create this wild anecdote
Of all the things you are projecting
and it's finally connecting.
You hate yourself so you attack me.
Now tell me is that any way to be?

Lies upon lies while you shrink in spiritual size.
I don't even have to try, you build your own demise.
Apr 2015 · 489
You Don't Exist
Jude Apr 2015
I want to soak my hands into the water fountain of knowledge
placed in your cerebrum and take a healthy sip.
I want to explore the caves within your chest,
find your subterranean river
and take a long dip.
I'd wander your forests, trees upon trees
From end to beginning, I'd do it with ease.  
If you were the Sun I'd bask in your rays forever,
and if you were the Moon I'd leave your side never.
Not too sure yet just who you are.
But you're getting closer and closer,
you're not too far.
Love notes to a lover who doesn't exist yet.
Apr 2015 · 595
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Jude Apr 2015
El Invierno
es un infierno
para mi.

Mis dias
y mis noches
se llenan de
recuerdos de ti.

Yo no puedo aguantar,
yo no puedo soportar
Lo tanto que te extraño.
Lo que haria por un año
mas contigo.
A poem for my mother, may she continue to rest peacefully
Apr 2015 · 11.7k
Insecurity
Jude Apr 2015
You used to course
through my veins before I knew it.
Seeping into every part of me.
I knew only to succumb....
Like a drug taking over against all will.

Now you have found a way to become
an entity that sits before me.
Staring me down in hopes of success.
Oh what a joy to be able to
stare back and simply walk away.
Apr 2015 · 299
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Jude Apr 2015
It seems to me
You're still lingering
Like every kiss you've ever planted.

They ache, you know.
When you're not around.
They are never forgotten.
Apr 2015 · 354
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Jude Apr 2015
Remember the night we walked in
The moon's light?
It shone so bright I saw the very essence
of your being.
We were barefoot
And the blades of grass were so sharp
They sliced the soles of our feet.
We wept
Because we felt.
We felt
Because of Faith.
So we closed our eyes,
Embraced the dark
And gave in to the pain.
Apr 2015 · 2.2k
Desert Jasper
Jude Apr 2015
In The Light, I am engulfed.
Eyes wide open yet I see nothing but white.
Feel nothing but an impenetrable heat.
As if my eyes were closed and the sun
were blazing right before me in all His glory.

I am lifted into an infinite beam
by a powerful gust.
Soaring higher and higher.
My body slowly begins to dematerialize
into grains of sand.

The wind, She spreads me all about.
Each grain a gem waiting to be discovered.

— The End —