#toofast
Hit the brake!
Hit it, quick!
We're going too fast,
Destination unknown,
We're going into a car crash,
That's well known!
We didn't just met, apparently
We're bound to be collided,
Been gaining traction
Now it's unavoided
In this autopilot
The prisoner has gone mad,
madenned
This is not going where they think it is
Hidden agenda of fate is always a surprise
A gem or a granade trap,
Or both in one
Scary nor exciting
Help ourselves, we must hit it now!
Mar 17, 2024
Mar 17, 2024 at 3:25 AM UTC
Billy was a boy
I saw at a coffee place
I used to frequent
when I needed catharsis
He had long hair
with a freckled face
he played the guitar
and sang my favorites
I called him Billy
but that wasn't his name
I never got a chance
to talk with him face to face
I swear, sometimes I thought
He looked me in the eyes
we connected on a deeper level
than meets the eye
Suddenly I got busy
started going less and less
That one weekend I went?
he wasn't at the place
Billy was what I called him
that wasn't his name
every time I tried to talk to him,
my face caught flame
Next time I see Billy
I will definitely say Hi
or maybe, I will just start with a smile
I will compliment his voice
and ask him out for a bite
Wait!!
I'm forgetting something
I think I moved too fast
Uhh...Yes
Before I proceed to ask him out,
I will ask Billy,
What name he goes by
Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 11:03 PM UTC
The other side of love
The side no one wants to talk about
The side everyone sees as ugly
The side that they call hurtful and painful
The side they blame their own failures on
The side that takes our abuse
And our punishment
And our stupid pride
And our indifference
And our neglect
And our hate for it...
The hurt days of love
The bad months
The horrible lonely years
The cold nights
The armless dreams
Where there is nothing
To hang onto
But the misery of our
Failed attempts
Side of love...
No one stops to look
At it
Feel it
Really feel it
Other side of love
They're too busy
Filling their empty
Souls
With resentment
And anger
And disappointed
For it
Side of love
If they did though
If they stopped
For a moment
Stopped their
Woe is me
Pitty
Loathing
Moment
And listened
And looked
And just felt
The air there
On the
Other side of love
They would feel
And see
And hear
That it is every bit
As beautiful as
Its opposite
That it is nothing
More than the
Exact reflection
Mirror image
Of the absolute
Truth of love
That love
True
Perfect
LOVE
Is
Mad
Mad
Madness
It doesnt have sides
It is always whole
And complete
Full waiting
To be poured out
To needing hands
Empty waiting to
Be filled with
The kindness of
Strangers
Always broken
And always
Unbreakable
Its unexpected
And unexplainable
No reason
And absolute
Sense
The
Answer
To the perplexing
Question
Of life
Answered
Perfectly by being
The question
Of life
Itself
Give into its
Mad
Mad
Madness
And be
Grateful
To have
This chance
To go
Stark
Raving
Lunatic
Crazy
Mad
Through the
Good days
Bad nights
Lonely years
Cold armless
Dreams
Beautiful
Pain of
It all
Life
Let it
Break you
And make
You unbreakable
Be whole
And complete
And be
The
Mad
Mad
Mad
You
You were meant
To be
Go crazy
You
*******
Lunatics
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 1:26 PM UTC
Peer behind her eyes
You'll find it a surprise
That she doesn't think of happy sunny days
If you analyze behind her eyes
And look at the secrets she confines
You'll feel an overwhelming sense of pain
Cogs spinning in her mind
Trying to slow down the time
To stop it from ruining and hurrying her life
That smile that she wears
Each and everyday
Is meant to dismiss the fear on her face
She fears the
Tick-tick
Of the clock
Reminding her everyday that
Time comes and goes
Very fast
There's no way to make the moments last
Soon the present will be past
For time is ticking very fast
Once the time catches up
Her whole life will erupt
Into a new era of change
Traditions she used to cherish in her heart
Will never be the same
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 5:37 PM UTC