#woo
You're vivid in my head
Yet
I long to feel you here instead
Tangible
Between my *******
Lacing your lips with a high
You'll unleash under my dress
Tongue in cheek
As we spar
For **********
Of each other's heart.
Aug 12, 2021
Aug 12, 2021 at 11:28 PM UTC
people always describe it as an "empty pit"
but that's just not true.
in essence, what it is,
is hunger.
the starvation of meaning,
and the force fed nature of depression.
it's bulimic in urge.
binge on cutting myself,
to purge myself of feeling.
it's always described as suppressing.
when,
in actuality it's just hopeless.
it's despair.
in the same way my dirt hued eyes won't make up
for the cracks formed from
the nights spent crying-
and
too many hailstorms.
Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 5:18 AM UTC
Be a kindergarten teacher
Or
A Magician;
Be those things
That no one else would be
Because
Tomorrow’s an option too
and they can be later -
Sleep outside.
Sleep with the window open.
Sleep on the floor
And imagine you’re the queen
That sails a ship into a thousand candy islands;
Imagine, imagine, imagine.
Drink coffee in the evening
And lose yourself in the swirls.
Be now.
Jan 25, 2021
Jan 25, 2021 at 9:59 AM UTC
The thickest drug, to the humanoid
Takes the high from its brew
An appropriate word!
To woo women, to move from grief
To win a freedom, to sin a death
From the ***** the eternal essence
To blossom the nerve bud, to twitch the bud’s soul
To verse, to spell
The rain can be of honey nuggets and **** pellets
Was this mixed-ness right to do?!
Words are to save thyself
To save others
O this short life, no time to leave important words unsaid
Let it drip from our tongues like honey,
Trip others
Words, words,
Words!
Jun 12, 2020
Jun 12, 2020 at 12:36 AM UTC
Some worst neighborhood is this
Lucky people draw no attention
They woooooooooooooooooooo
They rise, and
Woooooooooooooooooooooooo
Kind words to describe my love
Kindness they enchanted in ears
Love for one reason, couldn't be
More suitable to the wooing crowd
They will retain reasons to forge
Death out of lives don't matter at all
Still, they boooooooooooooooo
Blessed are these creatures, dumb
Affectionate and passionate lust
They scream cry and laugh at times
Admire, the boooooooooooooo
To beat the mass in genocide
Life has short hints that hurts more
More than their booing in the light
They die at the very end of dark
Jun 19, 2019
Jun 19, 2019 at 2:32 AM UTC
taste of espresso in between my teeth
my caffeinated mind, buzzing with rainbow zig zags
boom. a shock wave wracks my intellect
and a three-dimensional bass is lodged behind my ears.
i can hear everything and nothing
silence is fuzz, with cracks of awkward
hope is brought by tiny silver fish
they swim all over my arms, leaving water tracks on my skin
so i slip,
and stumble over my own feet.
my tongue is tied
i feel myself falling behind.
coffee hits me hard
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 3:45 AM UTC
Channels
Situated where they are
Give way from each side
In the shell of a deep well
Telling that this is nobody's land
But I don't care
I'm dancing towards her
The most riveting wells
Lie between burnt auburn shells
I'm far away from the outside
But I'm feeling safe and sound
With each step ensuring
The final point of no return
Lost, but surely found
Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 10:25 AM UTC
THERE IS A NEW TEACHER
ON THE BLOCK HE IS MOTIVATING
AND INSTALLING IN HIS
STUDENTS ESTEME
MAKING MATHS AND EDUCATION
A PART OF THEIR DREAMS
EDDIE WOO IS HIS NAME
HE IS LEAVING HIS MARK
HIS STUDENTS WILL GROW AND FIND
BRIGHTNESS FROM OUT OF THE DARK
May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 2:37 AM UTC
Holding you so very close two years ago,
A moment had been shared by you and me,
Pompousness of your birthday was fabulous,
Picking you up in my arms I had felt like,
Yet I restrained myself from doing that.
Because it was your home back there,
I could not risk losing you that day,
Restraining was the best option then,
Threateningly close to my eyes,
Had been your twinkling eyes,
**** – beautiful was the kiss,
Aye, we shared that moment,
Yes, it is so unforgettable.
Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
A warmth passed through photons
From thousands of miles away,
A warmth passed through my heart
From connections to my brain,
You give me that same warmth
As the Sun gives in full brightness,
And so I hope you'll forgive me
When I express my blindness,
There's more to me than seems
To meet your eyes my gorgeous friend,
I long for you to truly see what
I can bring to lend,
A steady hand, a steady heart,
A faithful pair of eyes,
I wish most that you consider
That none of this is lies
Changing beyond belief
My faith, my heart and my desires
Like some inch worm with too much food
I metamorphosize
Into a better man I grow
With every breath I take,
I wish to express to you "Love",
In my lungs I build strength
To take the steps I need to take
And fight what holds me back,
I need to fight any callings and
Stay on the right track,
I can do it if I have the support
I need, okay?
So please, for now, give me the leeway to find my own way.
I'm not a missionary though
I know I'm a good guy,
And it is this very thought which keeps
Me awake at night,
I hope and know I'm good enough,
To at least attempt your presence,
So feel no fear when we speak please
if you are feeling hesitant,
I'll do my best to not scare you
And rush this large decision,
And if you say "No," that's okay,
No hurt will come from fission
So take your time and when you feel
A choice is at a close,
Let me hear what you have to say
Because
Who really knows.
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 7:22 AM UTC
we all would like to sit upon a balcony,
overflowing with leafy companions,
and look out into the city, absently,
at the skyscrapers that fill the canyons;
and we all would like to float upon dark blue seas,
our tanned backs skimming the cool blue,
the sun's golden locks tickling our faces like a tease,
and, blissfully, there is nothing to do;
of course, we all would like to laugh uncontrollably,
with our beautiful friends with wild, beachy, bronze hair
and with bejeweled fingers that hold onto ours tightly,
while the loud sounds of the living city permeate the azure air;
nevertheless, we all would like a dark, rainy evening,
our warmth exponentially increased by a knit turtleneck,
and above, the moon emanates its blue light, pale and pleasing,
while we read a book about chance meetings, secret gardens, and a car wreck;
we all would like beautiful things, but life is more meaningful with the untimely thunderstorm, the unwanted acne, the enraging traffic ticket, unexpected endings, and much needed beginnings;
we all would like to not be alone in these things,
and we never need be alone in these things.
Dec 23, 2015
Dec 23, 2015 at 5:31 PM UTC
My body may be numb
But my mind is clear
And my soul is free
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 8:49 PM UTC
You're shy,
It's a fact.
But all that shyness comes tumbling down
In the face of a just cause.
You're not afraid to stand for what's right.
You're a badass, like Grey Fullbuster but in real life of course.
Loving that adrenaline rush,
The way I love it when you send me the sweetest messages.
You're so similar to Grey, Syaoran, or Kyon, or even L, it's quite bizarre really.
You can make me smile and laugh and giggle like an idiot in public.
You are so unbelievably sweet.
You care so much about others,
Protecting your friends always, 'til the very end.
You would do anything for us,
And I'll do anything and everything for you in return.
But I don't think I can ever do enough to show you my gratitude and appreciation,
How glad I am to have you in my life.
The much appreciated way that you can actually hold up a conversation,
And put in your share of the friendship,
Not leaving me to hold up everything and hoping on impossible dreams.
The way you run around my mind like those ***** in a pinball machine that you run back and forth, back and forth.
-flicks my own head and yells at you to stop running around up there so much-
There are so many sides to you...
You're like the color red,
So many shades,
All different,
With different meanings,
Emotions,
Actions.
Well it's a good thing I love the color red,
'Cause I want to get to know every shade of you, and love each and every one of them, the way I love you as a whole.
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC
I am a girl who stays at home all day long.
I go to college but still act like school kids.
I like to make weird noises and weird faces in front of the mirror.(and my room locked)
I am very shy.
I never have any idea about anything that happens around me, always lost in my lame thoughts.
I like to text my friends but they don't reply instantly and that makes me mad.
I am so dumb and feel like I am never going to be perfect enough for someone.
My friends think that I am a nerd. I don't know why they do that.
That's all :) :p
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 2:30 PM UTC
She doesn't own a mirror.
Confirmation of her beauty comes from those around her at all times.
Fawning fools adore,
jealous sisters abhor,
but all notice the shine of her hair, the tilt of her lips.
She does not dance.
Her steps lead, and dancers follow with no reasons nor rhymes. They cry:
"Lead me not into temptation",
but in her ministrations,
they ache and beg for her glance, their hearts in her grips.
She does not care for suitors.
Her heart was long ago dulled by the fencing blades of admirers. And yet I
if honest, must admit
that it is a careless abandon, devoid of wit
that begs me join her jousters in mock combat for the privilege of her kiss.
What a porcelain fool, she, to inspire such a heartfelt, bloodtaxed roust.
What sorrier the fool, me, to join in such a sure dealt, unasked joust.
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 7:48 PM UTC
*As Moon comes
To Earth every night
To court her affection
In the presence
Of a million Stars
Yet oblivious of their stare
Only focused on his love
Scaling her in circles
Never tiring, ever following
In orbital woos...
So will I circle you my love,
Till you say yes...*
© Raphael Uzor
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 6:28 PM UTC