Random, hidden from behind move from side to hide, withered with an empty swoon, to slide from an open hand to hand, whispers from adjacent hopes the frequency... now feeling hollow from inside. Silent steps from a small space to a small place, withstanding the indifferences with discerning gait. Housing the apathetic thoughts constructed from the sphere centered in our mush, the spiraling of gravities conveying all of these random afflictions, I gave to you.
Soleil éthéré d’été Laissez-moi être ton Icare Même si je tombe sur la mer Blessez mes faibles ailes Brûlez mes yeux du cristal Pour avoir du plaisir de vous regarder Seulement une fois dans l’aube
Tomber amoureux, ce n’est pas un canular Mais comment peux-je dire si vous me trompez ou pas ? Serez-vous capable de me susurrer des illusions ? Serais-je capable d’être le guignol de tes mains ?
Larmes d’or Dessous kilos du sel Personne n’écoute le son des souffrances invisibles Néanmoins, comment pourrais-je demeurer dans vos oreilles ? Quand l’air, c’est l’eau Et quand mes veines ont des poissons, Toujours cannibales, En nageant dans le liquide sanglant.
Serra ici le vide n’est plus un chose à craindre ? Serra l’amour qui donne l’heure obscure ? Alors, on paralysera et tombera sur un dimensionnelle lagune ? Sans savoir où ou qui je serais Malgré une existence n’est pas une réalité Sans vous, les flammes, dans mon cœur avare
when people look me in the eye for just a fleeting moment i feel as if i will die palpitations dilation sweat flight or fight apologies i feel as if i will die for just a fleeting moment when people look me in the eye
More distant more cold The frigid waters freeze your fear The frothy fog fades the shore Swing low and stare at the stars Ice halos around each twinkle Born of broken wishes Frost lays her sheet across your bones There is no worry here for you Be at peace and sink below One with the salt and the sea
How did I come to know you this way I couldnt fathom what I was in for I hope you're happy now you're mine like never before You crashed into my world so I'm gonna crash into yours It seemed like only yesterday I was just a little girl Remember how use to dream and I still do Dreams were where I first met you I thought you would disappear as I grew But that remains one sad goodbye I never had to use Such is destiny such is to follow Look at us we must've been shot by Cupid's arrow
Some nights my imagination runs beyond wild Sometimes l cant help letting go of my mind I kiss the pen as I fantasize Ready to make your mouth open in delight I'm gonna keep you on your feet When I'm happy I'm gonna have you dancing to my beat When I'm angry I'll pierce you with misery so hard you'll bleed When I'm hurt a river is all your eyes will see When I'm in love I'll whisper words soft and sweet When I feel passion you'll have to fan off the heat I promise you a taste of everything coursing through me I'm starving to create like thee almighty Don't ponder or waste precious tears of sweat Trust me I'll paint it so you won't forget The many shades of this poet
I catch a glimpse of flames Submerged in the swallowing smoke Stare as it burns in the distance Full of radiance and life, yet slowly dying Light increasing, in its path diminishing The depth of the valley, the vibrancy of color Where is the point of ignition? It spreads across the horizon: milky clouds of white earthy transparent brown deep violet filling the air The sun setting behind the tragedy, forming brilliant, engulfing layers: scarlet transfers into a peachy blush pink Mountains blue as Washington’s Pacific Ocean Sky breathing life to my favored colored pencil Thin clouds lay as one with the atmosphere, each varying- fluffy white into cotton candy pink to an Easter bunny yellow This is no dull view for the eyes Nature, destructive while creating its signature on this piece of art Engraving the masterpiece in my sights Each flame once its own morphed into oneself, dramatically altering its appearance, its mass A single flame has the ability to become a wildfire within an instant Could I smolder a fire on my own?
How beautiful a skirt twirling. Creating your own wind a smile, so genuine a laugh, a grin Spinning in your dress making the crowd swirl Dancing alone, in your favourite shoes ones that weren't handed down to you. You dance in blue Spots, and black. The wooden floors and all their cracks. You sing the lullaby and dance yourself to sleep. You awake in a song and play it all again on repeat
You dance in the box That holds the jewelry. from dancing, to darkness, that's all I know. Either putting on a show, Or in a black box. I have not yet found, an inbetween
I watched as a small bird chirped in determination and tried to fly. It flew with hope and strength, but smashed into the copper bars of the cage that trapped it. I frowned to myself. Why would anyone keep such a beautiful thing locked up, unable to do what it wants? Then, an idea burst into my mind. Quickly, I opened an old, rusty window and walked over to the cage. "You need this. I... need this." The bird was trembling in excitement. I undid the clasp, and swung open the door, My wings taking flight in the open air. Freedom, at last.