adorn my manner with a blast,
posh, huge, cemented, ugly lust,
adorn and redefine a glamour,
it’s so hot, it’s melting in the summer,
it’s melting mountains of despair,
it’s heavy rain inside my mind,
it’s funny, ugly in the dark,

What does love look like today?

love today looks like mountains that I can’t make move or see over
like breaking and no space to sit down and put the pieces back together
love today looks like rain w/ no peace to lie down and enjoy the falling
like the sun building up its walls in reaction to me
like myself building up walls in reaction to me...

Flat is boring
You see everything ahead of you, its flat
The ground is easy, its flat
Straight lines ahead show you your path, its flat
Your feet glide across the smooth floor, its flat

Mountains are grand
You have to use your body to push you forward, its hard
Your legs constrict, relax, constrict again, its hard
You can't see over it, its hard
The ground is rocky, full of twists and turns, its hard
You reach the top, your shoes are worn, your muscles ache, its hard
You gaze over the mountain, real slow, you stretch your arms up
It was worth it

You pushed her so hard,
to fly as high as she could.
As high as the mountains,
as high as the stars.
You pushed her so hard,
though she can't,
till she fell and broke her wings.
Now, her broken wings
could never fly,
can't even reach the tree,
she always dreamt to be.

In the light, we laugh
under the moon, we gleam.

lying on the dry grass
of an unknown field.
we talk about how
on a cold mountain
one day,
we'll wrap our arms
around each other
humming the songs
of our summery dreams.

_PrernaK

Who taught the sea to sing?
called the clouds to dance?
Who let the wind wander around?
made the mountains to stand?

Creation’s beauty
has me perplexed
yet I’m not surprised;
not asking why or who
for I know it was You.

Oh! the walls of might raise voice,
Oh! the halls in white rejoice;
A coat of clouds covers them all,
Its icy magic dances a ball,
Its crystals causes our hearts to sing;
The lights and fires let amenity ring.
Oh! comforts of winter glow,
Oh! the magic of the snow!
Winter would not be pleasant at all
Without the precious snowflakes’ fall.

Mist may hide mountains,
But nothing covers my smile
When my eyes grasp you.

Not One Hours Rest, Moon Still Standing Nice and Tall

Stars Still Hanging on, You Ride Hazily and Lazily to The City Train Station

Seeing Faces, Seeing Slouched Shoulders, Seeing Tired Eyes all around you

Waiting and Thinking of Home, Observing Yet Constantly Yawning

In No Time You Are Propelled Forwards and Out Through the City Limits

Metal Container Rattling, No Snooze Alarm for the Rising Sun

The City Dissolves into the Back of Your Eyes as You Hit A Tunnel and Enter the Suburban Void

Suddenly Fantastic Splotches of Greenery Drift into Sight, Dabs of Golden Light Float Like Dandelion Spores in The Air

People Move Up and Down the Carriage Schizophrenically, Fidgeting, Never Considering Sitting Still, Not Even Once

Please Just Look Out the Window

Outside Battered Tree Trunks Lay Lifelessly in the Middle of Wondrous Sprawling Fields

Clouds Ripple Insanely Throughout the Horizon, Livestock Enjoying Themselves While They Still Can

What Follows This is a Series of Dilapidated Sheds and Abandoned Roads Leading Up into the Hills so Jagged They Must Have Been Cut by a One Single Colossal Breadknife