By Arcassin Burnham


My consciousness is fully intact,
From the things that I've summoned,

I've giving my all to being a human being,
I just need a vacation,

Flying on the other side , you told me that we
Would be alright,
You lied,
It was never us to qualify or be in love,
You're young,
And I'm just traumatized,
I told you all the things a youngin' would want to hear,
You were caring but you never cherished years,
Your dreams,
They fade with colors of a broken home,
I don't know what to tell you now cause you left me alone,
Despite the age difference,
I'll never stop loving you,
Won't you come to your senses and keep from
Being blue,
And listen to me when I say I trust in you,
But you just had to make an exit or an excuse,
I'm done with you.

A sense of satisfaction must be followed by the desire to win,
a dream to achieve and accomplish with regards to what has been thought of prior.
The desire to win must be followed by the drive to do and get everything done in time.
In more than one way, a few things that give life it’s meaning and substance include peace, love and accomplishment.

In short while from now, in sometime from now things will change, since everything will not remain as it is in the present as it used to be in the past, when everything was thought of the present while in past.

In short while from now, in sometime from now, past will become a thing of past, then a thing of remote past, since somewhere down the line present has become a thing of past.

In shortwhile from now, in sometime from now things will change,
a moment in time will pass and become a thing of past,
the moment,
which initially,
in the first place itself used to be the present moment.

In shortwhile from now
In sometime from now things will change,
everything will not remain the same,
since time will move on.

Definitely uncertainty is a part of life,
will remain in life and continue to be a part of life as long as life remains.
In life and death,
in past, present and future,
one thing remains the same,
definitely for certain,
it’s the future that remains ucertain.
The sooner it’s accepted,
better it becomes,
since it changes the way of doing and getting things done while in present.

At the back of mind where all the planning is done,
it’s the present that plays it’s part in shaping the future,
which even then it’s clear future will remain uncertain.

The love for life will change the way of life,
if life has found it’s meaning in the way of doing and getting things done and love has found it’s meaning for life.
Definitely the only thing that remains certain in life is future,
which in more than one way,
in many, many ways remains uncertain.

The feeling of loss is indescribable.
It's a feeling that none other comes close to.
It's a feeling of being utterly alone and helpless.
The good thing about loss is it's the one time people show they care.
It's the one time everyone comes together.
It's the one time you are given company when you believed you would be alone forever.
It's brings a sense of loneliness with a touch of hope.

I was a believer
Long after the other girls got interested in parties and boys

I would sit on my heels on the floor of the school library
And stare at the musty shelves of stories, searching for my next fantasy

I was a true believer
It seemed strange to me that while all of these characters, my friends,
kept finding magic in their worlds
mine was devoid and empty
I kept wondering, Why not me?

I was sure the magic was just hiding from me
Waiting for the right time to show itself
Waiting until I was ready to become the heroine
Every windy night, every walk into the woods,
I would think
This time, it will come for me
But it never did

I had a book on forest faeries and how to find them
After waiting and waiting all of those years
Clinging to my last hope, I decided I would give the magic one more chance
I went out to my back yard
To the perfect faery tree, with all the knots and holes in its trunk
And deep red berries stirring gently with the warm breeze
I stood under it, hands clasped, eyes closed
And waited one last time
Please I begged Please

And that was the day I stopped believing

From then on, I was determined to be a rationalist
An evidence-only type of girl
I switched to kneeling before the science fiction shelves
Followed the inventions of today's great tech scape
It was magic in its own sort of way

But my metaphoric heart has never quite given up on the romance of true magic
It loves it in a tragic, primal sort of way
It wants to make my life into a hero journey of fate and destiny
It wants there to be something more to this world
A something mysterious, a something beautiful
All my head and heart seem to do is contradict

A long time ago, I used to be a believer
But ever since I decided to give up on magic
It seems that magic has refused to set me free.

Every day I spend with you is a puzzle.
Dozens of pieces scattered around in a jumbled mess, but with you it all comes together and makes sense. The pictures we create together are unforgettable and will stay with me forever.

in love with poetry
it wavers thoroughly
to shoot my heart

as it spills the magic
with the thoughts
in my head.

circling through
motion & space

some are strong
while others are just blend
with the stroke in the hand
full of passion, deep sense,
& a soul that craves in

with a purpose to tell
in a different part
of it's message to convey.

You're just like hell !
Hell makes sense in every sentence ,
And you make my life makes sense