I have a fascination with all things love, Daydreams constructing expectations and a daily need for a thing which I have yet to experience, It's an obsession which has evolved into a fear ~ Fear of a broken heart, of a lonely life, of distracted dreams.
A blue jay perches Watches the autumn leaves fall-- And stays there alone
I honestly didn't even know what a Haiku was (I knew it was a type of poem but nothing else)before this website. It's my first time trying, and it was really hard! I did my best, though it didn't turn out as good as I hoped. I decided to post it anyway.
Remember when you licked the beaters As your mum baked cakes? Nostalgia of innocence teeters, Recaptured on my lips Today, after making meringue For a raspberry daquise. Fabulously, fruity favourite, heart-sang, Laughing afterwards as I notice a leftover moustache.
No one listens when you talk in black and white Only when you color the conversation can you get them to think twice Black or White they fight back Turn to color sweeten truth Make it smell better they hear only what they want Their minds have become untouchable There is only Silence now in the black and white
As I scrapped the scabs on my skin With and eraser These colours stuck at the corners of my eyes What an eye sore I thought But people looked at me weird down the street And they silently whispered "Did he beat her too"
Once, I used to gaze at the dark moon, I wandered through the abyss, I saw the snake’s skin, My heart was not this dark, I felt more love, I read Beddoes, Everything has grown colder.