#breezy
I wish to be a
cold breeze when
you need it most of
all; tears to sizzle.
Your heart, I do not
know it's rivets and
paths, all the same,
I want you to know
you matter.
Oct 20, 2025
Oct 20, 2025 at 3:16 AM UTC
weathering the typhoon
hoping to see it through
so that I may see you
manning the ship alone
it is anything but easy
in a storm that's far from breezy
on days like this my courage wanes
but your memory gives me a second wind
I pray that you won't leave me behind
Apr 19, 2025
Apr 19, 2025 at 3:35 PM UTC
"Choose your battles wisely"
That's what every they say repeatedly
Could never naysay exclusively
But could say it absolutely might turn gale force to breezy
It would earn a win column that's mostly empty,
Some much needed tally marks in a hurry, though not in a flurry
Admittedly, that's not necessarily necessary nor would it come anywhere near a reality
Because honestly, even a visionary wouldn't be able to foresee a victory
It's looking to be mostly negativity
As far as the third eye can see
So the convoluted parlor tricks hit particularly sloppy
A complete absence of accuracy
The glass crystal ball looking back blindly
Really, all that's needed is to recap some history
Finding quickly,
A guess holds the same weight as that forgery
More importantly
Pay attention,
Who holds the pen
And
Who writes the story
©2024
Apr 27, 2024
Apr 27, 2024 at 10:09 AM UTC
Y*ou were fresh out of September
Dewdrops touching my face
a bright day
A sunny smile
the star lighting me up
A patch of pink and blue
but with rainy nights
and windy breezy evenings
The sweaters of November
will suit you too*.
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 2:46 AM UTC
When I Grow Up
I wanna sing a Heavily song
No, I want to write a letter a mile long
Listen to Jazz with wine for zen
Play in the grass with a breezy wind
When I Grow Up
I wanna hug my mother
Hold her tight to show I love her
wash her feet to give her ease
kiss her hands for BARRING this SEED
When I Grow Up
I want to LET GO
use my wings to fly coast to coast
filled the world with love and laughter
live out my dreams even if it's a disaster
WHEN I GROW UP
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 6:18 PM UTC
He has this goddess that resemble the breezy sky just within her eyes
And a soul that melts poison
Every second being a blessing
Never a day of bad dressing
And the only **** thing he cares about is what is between her thighs
This is a trope that should be gone
Stop putting up with guys like this
You will thank yourself in the long run
Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 8:08 PM UTC
*Early morning buzz
Coffee and chair in garden
Bees in the clover*
Mar 27, 2015
Mar 27, 2015 at 5:57 PM UTC
Views, words and set rules.
Time has befriended me yet I have no time for anything.
Resting. Soul has searched and found nothing.
“Our souls have long bonded before our bodies met.”
Cling to that hope, string of regret.
Soon or not…life will begin.
Stamped under society’s sin,
Has there been a vision of a better love.
Connected beyond what we’ve been taught.
Pave these paths to suite our walks still to be covered.
Dreams to be recovered, leave behind. The clones looking forward to the “to happen.”
Why then do they have eyes aglow with questions.
Pre-requsit of past mistakes they’ve imprinted themselves on my decisions.
Correct the false generations.
Exhausted by the dawns of more downs.
These upset frowns, mistaken for unknown smiles.
Taken miles to revolutionise these minds.
No where near the assigned soul.
Gauge out centres of my gold.
No return it feels, cheap thrills.
What a stony journey,
Breezy by and sweeping away reality.
Have we still got the trust instilled,
Is He still enthroned, why then do times keep us so constantly disturbed.
No more entrance nor exists…
When his beauty drown this sadness.
Why has so much of me been robbed?
Swapped by weary and exhausted pieces held together by hope.
So much sense has been polluted,
Left hallow and un-rooted.
Abundantly blessed and grateful for the joys. Seamed together with blinding glows.
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 9:57 AM UTC