I'm stuck between wanting love while having romance

Living the dream while dreaming about life

Cuddling against your warm body

With a smile

Knowing it was just *** for you

While wishing I could say the same

I'm stuck between I hate this while I want this

Hating your disposition while loving your confliction

Of whether our pain is worth the sensation

Or if the seduction is worth the loss

Of not knowing

If it could one day

Be way more than

"Just ***"

I just want to live in Today

Without wondering about Tomorrow

Even though Yesterday you reminded me again

And Today you reminded me again

And Tomorrow you'll remind me again

Stop it!

I know!

I know you're leaving

I know you aren't coming back

Just let me have right now

Let me savor in what it feels like to be in love

Let me worry about the pain Tomorrow

I know there will never be an "us"

But what scares me more

Is losing you entirely

I can handle Tomorrow when it comes

Please just let me have today

The death of me, will probably be, self-inflicted or come unnaturally. /
My generation has metamorphosized to believe this ideology filled with lies, and grown to despise all things good, all things right/
Holiness is but a mythically unattainable virtue only seen with wise eyes/
And me with my wide eyes open couldn’t even see past sunrise/

Many times I hid behind my Christian face/
My black skin speaking tales of my Christian race/
But then straight after church my rehearsed day begins/
Go to see “that” girl and write Haikus on her skin/
A 3 bar poem about why she’s the one/
Taking hours to come home before the day is done/

The death of me will probably be this doomed society/
Digging pits for their own graves with their words of blasphemy/
Drugs lay waste to what remains of their minds/
Trying to convince them that God exists is like defusing a land mine/
Who am I to try and help, I’m still suffering the same/
Can’t even control the thoughts flooding in my brain/
Had to write this out just to try and stay sane/
Thinking is speeding up now, I’m like that electric train…/

And then I see it/

Tomorrows generation smokes drinks and takes drugs/
Looking everywhere for things to fill the void left by love/
Searching everywhere except above /
They are scanning the sea for a raven not a dove/

This is todays tomorrow, where the truth isn’t believed/
And the generation of that time will choose to live disobediently//

tell me...

will tomorrow bring,
     all the things
i'm longing...
    stowed upon its elusive wings,
tirelessly beating
    and fighting
to show what's dangling
and hanging...
          ready for the picking...

                          awaiting...
such time so it could begin its need for unloading,
                   delivering
                                      and dropping,
its gleaming
                      treasures
on those who are deserving,
        in no way lacking
so they could be at the receiving
end of this pressurising,
           inking
                      of dwindling
                                        words...

carel­ess thoughts conceived only to
              fuel
           my deranged ramblings...
incessant mutterings of a shattering
                         mind...

           bending backwards, almost breaking,
         risking...
the chance of ever fully
                                          mending...

hopin­g and praying
   for a sentence that's pending
dawn's approval...

allowing
   the rising
of the sun...
                  paving
            ways for thriving
                                          wishes,
unbarr­ing
                  gates for soaring
                                                dreams, unlocking
                   latches,

relieving...
the heightening
                     anxieties of grieving
                                                        ­ hearts.

constantly whispering
                               utterances, promising
good will, happiness
                              and titillating
                                                     ­ sanity.

we're thinking...
     the earth is spinning,
         the moon is setting,
     so the sun must be rising
                         but...

             tell me,
                           tomorrow...

                                *is it coming?

I shall never forget these experiences.

Today is lovely and charming.
the crisp autumn air
is indeed magical;
however, no
enchantment or elixir or trance

can rival the true
bliss of how I
felt in those
gay summer days.

I know that
those days of yore
are gone forever,

but I can't help
to relive those days:

those ones I refer to
as my 'awakening',

those ones in which
I grew up,

those ones in which
I knew no fear or prejudice,

save only love and courage.

I decided to be happy,
today.
Because
yesterday
is just a ghost
and
tomorrow
is just a dream.
Today
i´ll be happy.

Feels like yesterday.
The day we last meet.

And I woke up with the same feeling today.
And yesterday.
And the day before yesterday,
and the day..

Close your eyes, ....my dear

I'll kiss the doubts away.

You'll have another
but I'll only have you.

Your mark is on my lips,
and other parts of me.
Your touch on my skin,
this sinful flare ....

......save the apology......
I know my place
......don't worry about me......
I decided to be here
.......stop the guilt........

for now.....
we have each other
sands of time
is pouring fast
few memories to have
so let's have a taste...

Say goodbye after everythin'.
This moment with you
make it a good one,
so we can both smile.
If tomorrow, ....
it crosses our minds ....

I keep saying that maybe
there's a place for you and I;
a parallel world where we can
love each other unconditionally.

Somewhere safe,
somewhere you don't have to
question everything I do
and every word I tell you.

But the truth is I don't think
such world exists.
We had it here, yesterday
and we lost it.


F.Z.N

I wonder if I could climb a tree~
Climb closer to heaven + what I think it should be.
But is it found in heights or when you are grounded and inspired to fight?
That heavenly day can reach you in so many ways.
Between + under the forest trees,
In tune with the bird's songs, completely free.
I know you know what it is + how it can be gained.
But what if you attained endless heaven today?
Wouldn't yesterday and tomorrow seem endlessly grey?