Shay-za-di: Favorites

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

con cat

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

WILLIAM WORTHLESS

con cat

hey ****** ****** the cat was on the fiddle a conman cat was he
claiming lots of benefits and anything for free

working on the side not going through the book
a proper little villain a proper little crook
he took holidays travelling abroad
with the money he had made from his scamming fraud

he started getting watched to stop his little scam
his benefit was stopped now he was in a jam
cat he changed his way started going straight
now he was a honest cat before it got to late

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

Old Friends

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

Sally A Bayan

Old Friends

Their eyes meet...
from two opposite corners of the room,
immediately recognizing,
but still familiarizing
eagerly staring
without faltering
each other' s thoughts, they are reading
yet, torn by hindrances existing...

But their hearts and minds overrule...
"forget the couples surrounding!
forget the music playing!
forget the shadows in the dance ongoing!"

Not a blink, not a wink...
eyes, seem deliberating,
steps, though measured, still move in haste,
walking,
the distance, lessening,
crossing,
nearing without knowing...
hands clasp
slowly,
tightly...
lovingly accepting...

Hearts are beating faster,
now communicating...
how could it be possible
to touch without touching?
thinking their lips, kissing,
to hug without embracing,
through their eyes,
caressing...

~~~it is time to escape~~~

Eyes still glued to each other,
face to face this moment,
here...now...
breath against breath,
lips...apart...begging...
both unaware
of their chests thumping...
arms seeking arms,
lips seeking lips...
this is the moment....
sweet, sweet surrender...
love, long withheld, to be released,
desire, has to be unleashed...

Two old lovers,
once lonely doves, now making love,
in their own passionate way,
making up for long lost times...

Two old lovers,
left with no choice but to
tread along life's beaten roads,
find comfort once again,
in each other' s warmth...
arms wouldn't dare let go,
never, never again....

Sally

Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A Bayan

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

synonyms

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

malaz

synonyms

we maybe similar but we aren't the same. synonyms know each other like old colleagues, like a set of friends who've seen the world together. they swap stories, reminisce about their origin and forgot that though they are similar they are entirely different. because a quiet night is not the same as a silent one, a firm soul is not the same as a steady one and bright light is not the same as a brilliant one. i force myself to believe so because the way these words wedge themselves into a sentence changes everything.
we maybe similar but we are not the same. we both seek a home in someones chest because the houses we came from were built on nothing but shattered whisky bottles and lies. i guess the stomach drop i felt when you looked at me was your first step in making a home of my heart. but i tear myself down and i can never piece myself together fast enough because my heart has been stepped on and my chest has been ripped wide open leaving my scars on display. more often than sometimes my heart refuses to stay in place. though we both have thoughts made of our mothers shouts at 3 am you slowly implode while i violently explode.

#broken #sad #lovers

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

Untitled

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

malaz

Untitled

they say opposites attract,
but then,
how are we in contact?
we met in the same hiding place, with walls up to our embrace.
same empty wells on our faces
same invisible threads on our lips
slouched posture
boney hips.
i was a blank canvas of a girl and you were a boy who liked to spill your ink on ****** white pages.
i was painfully boring and you were the ruins after a hurricane.
you had stars for eyes and flames that licked your lips like you were the only wildfire out there and i was nothing but a crack on a sidewalk.
you had every natural disaster dancing on your fingertips and i was dying for you to touch me.
but your palms only sweat when you daydreamed about kissing me and i was infatuated with your dreamy eyes
you kept galaxies in your palms just to give me a sense of home every time we held hands.
silly boy hasnt anybody told you death doesnt have a home.
hand in hand we are filthy image to them they try to **** us
but you spill anything about us to anyone that would read
according to you there wasn't any us, ink all over paper yet never any love
they asked you if you ever loved someone you said you never really cared
seems like i was the air you breathed in but coughed out as dust instead.

#love #sad #girl #boy #galaxy #lovers #air #bony #hidingplace #hurricane

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

i miss you sometimes

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

malaz

i miss you sometimes

once a boy told me my eyes remind him of the ocean and i thought to myself what the **** is this boy high on. he then continued to explain that my eyes arent the kind of coffee brown that you could stare at while you slowly stir. my eyes werent the brown dirt of forests that he would set on fire just lovingly watch them burn. my eyes are like the ocean not because they are blue but because "have you ever tried to describe the ocean to a room full of blind?" he asked and i was still not sure what he was onto "well you cant because they cant grasp the idea the serenity of that picture you are describing to them because there is so much to it and thats what it is like with your eyes i can never fully grasp what it is but i can never gaze too long because it feels like they'd swallow me whole and i would always imagine what it would be like to describe your eyes to a room full of blind" then i understood what love was.

its past midnight and im really sad and i miss him so forgive me for my crap poetry i cant even call it poetry but ya

#love #broken #sad #eyes #him #star #ocean #imagine #midnight #gaze

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

Ode To The Onion

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

Pablo Neruda

Ode To The Onion

Onion,
luminous flask,
your beauty formed
petal by petal,
crystal scales expanded you
and in the secrecy of the dark earth
your belly grew round with dew.
Under the earth
the miracle
happened
and when your clumsy
green stem appeared,
and your leaves were born
like swords
in the garden,
the earth heaped up her power
showing your naked transparency,
and as the remote sea
in lifting the ******* of Aphrodite
duplicating the magnolia,
so did the earth
make you,
onion
clear as a planet
and destined
to shine,
constant constellation,
round rose of water,
upon
the table
of the poor.

You make us cry without hurting us.
I have praised everything that exists,
but to me, onion, you are
more beautiful than a bird
of dazzling feathers,
heavenly globe, platinum goblet,
unmoving dance
of the snowy anemone

and the fragrance of the earth lives
in your crystalline nature.

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

Desire

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

Paige

Desire

Sometimes you
learn the most when
you stop paying attention
and start listening.
My professor said
something in the middle
of her lecture that caught
my attention so much,
I wrote it down.
the cause of all suffering
is desire.
If only I could
stop my heart from
beating, every time
he says my name.

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

Untitled

Apr 2014 Shay-za-di

NuurSeraph

Untitled

Funny how simple poetry, beautifully unchanged in time. Is met with prose of those with guilt and blame and abandonment and the withdrawal of love or acceptance.

Amazing what a soul sharing simple beauty must pay for the sufferings of those she does not and has never known.

Now that is food for thought and that's to much to think about well, ***** to be....