Lethargic energies found on the corner street
Dreams devoured by their caustic cigar
Infatuated with not what to eat...
All the seek is the next bottle of liquor
The women selling mealies and vetkoeks
Hoping for at least, a penny
The kids are back from school but too hungry to entertain books
No wonder these kids grow to be as fatuous as Lenny
Not once but the number of stars on their shoulder
I wish miracles existed 'cause he'll never survive
Is this what is meant by laws being bolder?
Taking the life of a youngster holding just a knife?
Live ammunition shot by fatuous brains
Bury our bodies but our soul remains
Venting on reality. The unjustified decisions police make.
while hugging, our bodies release oxytocin hormones into our system
eating chocolate gives off the same hormones
as being with your loved one
...guess that's why I'm rocking back & forth
on grandma's squeaky chair
with all chocolate money could buy
a precaution for the lonely hours of 2am
when the chocolate is well out
& still...quivering & craving
your feminine touch
your sweet lullaby voice
& your ability to numb my heart from the pain
right after you abuse it with love
chocolate makes my heart weep,
You make it roar
louder than a lion that just won war
a blink without your love quivers my soul
Don't you see, you're the drug
that makes me whole
you make ****** seem like ordinary water when compared to you
Based on a true love reality...not story.
Yes, actions speak louder than words...but some lies shout.
Random, how truth is bound to be futile in this generation.
from pitch black coals
turning everything they touch dull & old
Every fierce, eternal fire of hope demands the same load
of dark unattractive coals
that nobody wants to touch.
There are no parachutes given
on the plane of Love.
Love & life are not parallel, don't expect to have one of them without the other...
Even if my rib cages confined my heart away from you
Your ability to make it melt
would let my love drip through to you.
-For my pumpkin.
Amongst all things that devoured my life's time
From birth to death
Smiles to frowns
Laughter to cries
Even the most intense euphoria I ever had
There is no doubt that
If tomorrow was judgement day & the Lord asked what I did with the gift of life...
I'd say I spent it with you.
#Random.| My life, is my "Joy".
I witness souls die everyday
Showing no pity for them
For I am now used to this daily routine
Except for mine
My soul never dies
...It has been dead all along.
Once again, protect your Self-esteem...while its still high.
Drop my heart into a volcano
Let my LAVA erupt...
Death is like a shuffled playlist..anyone could be next.
words undress your self-esteem, some never put them back on...
Don't let negative comments obliterate how you feel of yourself. Be the source of your self love.
Constant procrastination draws anything closer to the brink of impossibility.
an ignition far more vivid
than a nuclear bomb
is how it all began
a war between two great kings
heart and mind
feelings and knowledge
mutually assured destruction for both
& with everything destroyed,
I love you with the survived debris of my heart.
you know not
the pain you've ignited my heart with
I am but stuck with burden memories
Promises, promises that we'd make it till forever
Now time has picked up its pace
The bus to forever has left just a second early
And once again,
I might be stuck with a forever of not believing in forever...
One day there'll be a time where there is no time, no estimations predicting how long forever is, because with time there is no forever.
To find enternal beauty meticulously I look into your crystal eyes
I can never get over her & her eyes. Each day I stubble into love with her like the 1st time all over again. -Joy<3
Most believe happy endings are fairytales
Some have had theirs granted
& that's the reason...
We read too many fairytales
sit & wait for one to come to us
Instead to forbid yourself from writing about one
& make one
We're told doomsday is inevitable
& that one day the largest star will obliterate the only home humans ever had
Most fell for that myth...
For your eyes are an iconography for eternity.
If most people could keep shut,
Maybe I'd fall in love with humanity again
If they could fully cook up delicious comments than ignorant bland words
Then I might just...
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