#inexplicable
you escalate my depth
a pain without pain, an effortless mirror,
this flame trapped in the depth of flesh
my body is a quiet urn for
the ash of the days without an inexplicable
you
Feb 13, 2025
Feb 13, 2025 at 4:50 PM UTC
When people see something they don't believe,
They first doubt themselves
and then the world around them
But sometimes it is the world that is inexplicable
Dec 23, 2020
Dec 23, 2020 at 9:39 AM UTC
Everyday
It gets a little
Colder
I grow a little
Older
I do what I can
To feel alive
Prove to myself
My broken heart is still beating
But
It gets harder and harder
And when I fall
I shatter
Again
And again
When I'm put back together
A piece is left behind
In that world
Of misery
Lingering
Forevermore
In the inexplicable...
- Jay M
June 21st, 2019
Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 11:39 PM UTC
You sit there
Trying to convince yourself that "you'll be fine"
But since we are all flesh
We have to fear.
But fear is conjoined.
With every atom,
there
is
hope.
Jun 11, 2019
Jun 11, 2019 at 2:55 PM UTC
Across the room,
Through the undulating mass;
Somehow, we discover,
Inexplicably,
Each other's eyes.
She holds my gaze for but a moment,
Then quickly looks away,
Timidly brushing aside a curly strand of hair,
Staring anywhere else.
In the corridor,
Swiftly walking, pushing and shoving;
Our eyes meet once again,
And again,
Her pupils dart immediately to the left or right,
Studying the wall,
Suddenly in love with the smeared fingerprints and tacky posters.
I silently hope to be perceived once again
As she disappears.
Often, it seems
This process repeats.
Who is she?
What is her name?
How is it that, without fail,
We find each other
In one world or another,
One intrigued, the other embarrassed?
For the sake of the miracle, I refuse to know.
Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 1:38 PM UTC
Language is like a void
Yet concrete is porcelain skin
And chocolate dreams
I listen to shadows
Remembering how frantically the words melted
Sacrificing my tongue for your delicious smile.
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 6:25 PM UTC
There's something profound in the space that we found
There's something serene in the energy between - us
There's something surreal in the way that you feel
There's something of joy in the way you play coy
There's something so pure in the way you endure
There's something sublime in your eyes that greet mine
There's something so strong in our harmonious song
There's something of divinity in the way you see me
There's something there
Something for sure
Between us, for us, forever with us
And I won't let it go
Never, oh no
Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 4:22 AM UTC
what is it when every time witness your image.. minutes feeling like forever, when i know everything is finished. reflections may not be as vibrant as they use to be, you know everything seem to turns translucent. lucid, but losing what it exactly meant to an extent. lingering somewhere rather known dwelling deep inside. let alone all i confided just a piece is missing, when it comes to reminiscing. i know it doesn't make any difference. past tense to present.. the significance lost its value.. its not a coincidence. just dont misrepresent
Jan 14, 2017
Jan 14, 2017 at 12:19 PM UTC
*She was undeniably warm.
The spirit in her is as balmy as summer.
A soul brimful of hopes and desires.
Until a sudden day came,
when everything feels bleak and inexplicable.
Fear created a room in her.
The tangled mind she has is devouring her spirit
and she started losing spark.
Things are slowly becoming halfhearted in her eyes;
even prayer becomes a tough battle.
Her mornings are frigid.
Her smile turned into misery.
The cold vibe she's facing,
made a winter in her heart.*
-Steph Dionisio, August 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 7:58 AM UTC
That's incredible,
That moment when
You feel something
And you feel nothing at all.
It's having a feeling and
Not knowing where did he came from,
Its like finishing a book
And not knowing what is it about.
I have these feelings sometimes;
The feeling of being loved
When, actually, I'm all alone,
The feeling of growing up
When I still have the same age,
The feeling of happiness
When nothing caused it.
As a matter of fact,
These inexplicable moments
Are the thing that make life
Being as magic as it is.
May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 5:22 PM UTC
When words do not come
my personal hurricane,
passion fills my heart.
Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 2:48 AM UTC
When I was younger
Life was sheer brilliance
When I was wiser
I was in another body
When I was totally absorbed
I was diving deep depths
When I was beautiful to myself
I was a complete child free mind
When I was amazing
You thought I
Was inspired by beatniks
When in fact I
Was drunk on Moonbeams,
Candlelight pleasure streams
When I was yours
I was charmed by The Divine
Luxuries~from sweet sweat aglow~our
Lyrical Muses were asleep whispering Lyrics
Murmuring, palms kneading, loving. . .
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 6:08 AM UTC
A look deep in to her eyes and it subtly pushes in to a trance,
her lips in a smile curl,from where a primordial memory dances,
much deeper than visceral, in effect it's clearly transcendental
she becomes a pointer, to the quest entrenched within soul
I want to ask her this, how does she transfer her subtle essence
to me with such effortless ease, as if we were bound together,
with few words, looks and touches,like the dance of a painter's brush,
a way to connect so quick, or is it an existing channel that has opened?
An experience without parallel in life, so exhilarating to me
to discern, internalize and imbibe, a zen beyond human logic,
wasn't she a presence, in the deepest layers of my psyche?
an apparition that came to light, when the time was just ripe!
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 4:22 AM UTC
I loved thousands of loves once,
I loved the sun,
the sky,
the rain,
the clouds.
I loved my family.
I loved my pets.
I loved the old couple still in love after fifty years,
I loved the angry driver on the highway who nearly clipped me.
I loved the man on the street asking for help.
I loved everyone and everything,
Until the world told me it was wrong.
Until they told me it was improper and not right,
I had thousands of loves,
and lived without one fight.
The world broke me down,
the people I loved, (Rightly), shot down my love.
Made it smaller and less like an infinite piece of me.
Everyday I look not for careers, or jobs, or work,
I look for my thousands of loves, and hope one day I'll feel whole again.
Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
You can see the tremble in her hands,
the subtle twitches under her light eyes,
the small freckles on her face,
and remain in awe for
all of the beauty
in the world
lies in
her.
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 8:18 PM UTC