"causally" poems
I want to be your sunset eyes, those blue skies, you're perfect starry night.
I want to be the shore kissed by the sea, I want to have everything causally, I want you and me.
I want to be the waves when they dance alone, the midnight tone, I want to be your back bone.
I want to be your perfect scent, your missed rent, those days you feel you need to repent.
I want you to listen to these cheesy rhymes, feeding me these sweet lines, be together all the time.
I want to be your dark brown hair, the place back when we didn't care, the memories only we share.
I want you in all the ways I can say.
I'll want you forever and always each and every day.
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC
I've taken delicate walks
Where my hand
meets the arch of your back
& I've drowned
In the aroma of the sun kissed sun.
You've caressed in an whisper
where me myself & my thoughts
linger.
The foliage of your lips
Against the edge of my ear.
To where my memories of you are open ended
and bruised by the sigh of a thorn
Covered in black lace.
The glow of blackberry petals
in the September sun.
I've massaged your feet in the soil of my hands
& rested your back against the bend of fingers
Free to stand and grab the sun
against the side of your neck.
Next to my clothes
on the hardwood floor
Next to your blackberry lipstick
on the night stand
where we causally thirst in epiphany
spread far & wide
Over by the Mason jar filled with
Water.
Over by the night stand
Where you & I delicately walk inside
Each other
Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
walking alone in the street of lights
i took a trip down to the reminiscence
the souvenirs tucking out of my bag
the hanging bracelet of yours is a spell
that made the twirling mixtape of past road
everything with everyone are oblivious meetings
unknowing smiles that cheeks made;
to the unknown persons to become one on path
when the eyes met for the first time we became friends
of friends who just know truths not secrets
of friends who changed into soulmates
tons of people crosses the path with us
hundreds makes smiles
few people takes a step forward to talk
some shares stories
some shares realities
while others leaves stains on heart
however lately i realized the path leads to last step
the step we take alone to never return
when i think about it i'm afraid to talk causally
it triggers in a way to skip my breathe
and then i remembered;
i met strangers and eventually leave as a stranger
its just the strangers we meet at start
and its just the strangers that makes memories
its just only the strangers makes you laugh
its just only the strangers you think twice per day
to the strangers you get attached
yes, its just the strangers makes you cry at the end
in between its exactly the same strangers you can't let go
eventually you fall in love with those strangers
love them in a way you never forget
although you know , you can't hold them forever
this how i fear to bond myself deeply
after all i know , "we were meant to be strangers again".
Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 5:49 AM UTC
Causally awaken.
Deceiving perception.
Desires clouding.
Thoughts amounting.
Thirst building.
Blind folded.
Saliva dripping.
Unclothed and,
Her body rolling, down my lips,
Full lips, her mound I kiss,
tricking up and down her neck,
Our lipstick, as we kiss.
Eyes open wide
Body paralyzed
Skin tantalized
Satisfaction written on her face
Our rhythm guides the pace
Quivering from the vibes
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
I'm standing in the back
Next to the guy who's sweater
Has been viciously attacked by Moths
And she walks in.
Causally late
I'm not sure if light is radiating of her
Or the guys bald head sitting
In the front row?...
Gorgeous blonde hair drapes
Over her slender shoulders
Like the curtains
Flowing in my grandma's window
She's wearing converse
She's unique
She's beautiful
She's out of my league
She remains
The Cute Girl At The Poetry Reading
The nameless cute girl at the poetry reading
Dec 4, 2013
Dec 4, 2013 at 10:37 PM UTC
Yeah! I cheated myself-I understand all to well what you mean... Miss Winehouse but I can't say that I'm no-good quite the opposed. I give them life, love, with all my strength . They took it all and charged me rent. I prayed, for them, gave heart- and-soul; they laugh at me and left me in the cold. I cheated myself in every way, it's a fools game -that I wanted to play. Thought that I could change you, somehow make you mine, you put me through hell... How I wish I could rewind. Yeah! I would change the story, rewrite every line. From the first day that I saw you, right up to this moment in time. I would not have given my number along with my self respect, I would have let you know... I'm not one to neglect. I would have left... Yeah! The first 'time that you cheated and not just stay, to have you causally repeated it. I would have run the first time... You put your hands on me, not just stay and have you beat me randomly. I would have left you... That night you and your friends came- into my room and had me over-and -over again. The things you did to me... The things you made me do-I cheated myself; I was a fool in love with you. Yeah! I would have even changed the night, the last night I had with you. This one for which I am not ashamed, for doing what I had to do. It was right after you beat me and tore off my brand new dress, eyes closed, nose broke, lip swollen, ribs cracked... I was a horrible mess. You didn't stop there though- oh- no that, was not enough. You violated me and you made it ruff. When, you were done and I lie there bleeding on the floor, I asked you why and you said... Because you are my whore.You started laughing.. and said "now get ya *** up off the floor". I got up and with all that I had, I started to fight like a woman gone MADD. They say that I stabbed you.. Can't remember when I got that knife... They gave me 32 years for taking your so called life. I cheated myself. Yeah! It was all me. Loving a fool has cost me.. My-free! Yeah! I cheated myself.
Aug 18, 2013
Aug 18, 2013 at 1:39 PM UTC
She stands up, grabbing my attention
takes her handbag from off the chair
I follow her out for a cigarette
I didn’t smoke
but started then.
Back between the noisy bottles and empty glasses
she causally informs me
what she did
in-front of the mirror
as a teenager. Regardless,
I’ll abort another potential child
onto the sheets tonight.
I tell her how I try
to right poetry,
she laughs; complains of the weather
then asks: would you like me to come with you home.
She adds with wink pun intended.
Yes, oh God yes.
When the morning came
she had vanished.
With the passing of a moon
an envelope arrived containing
a positive stick. And an ode —
Thanks for the passport,
Mr poet man.
Dec 28, 2010
Dec 28, 2010 at 3:42 PM UTC
Divine your soul's degree it is the sucker
Of rotting mind flesh off the bright light core
A red flashing neon exploding door
To heaven is causally over
Looked for excitements and anger little
Rubber hammers of perception tap mind
Tendons born formed or this life conditioned
And we **** **** **** our days away as chattel
To fault-full man-made process rationaled
Buy this! Get wet for this! Dream this! Consume your
HOLE LIFE CONSUME!!! and sigh the wish for more
Stoppage is not in time just now crafted
Body movements speak louder than words blow
Chunks!!! there's a full heap of actions to go
Feb 19, 2022
Feb 19, 2022 at 1:16 AM UTC
It's been over a year
Over a year since I couldn't stop thinking about you since we met
Almost one year since you took my heart causally in your hands and tore it apart
Then left as I crumbled on the floor
I'll never understand how it was so simple for you
When I was struggling just to breath
I ran for awhile, I couldn't bare the pain of losin you
Then as I knew it would, it was time for me to go home
Closer to you
Closer to your smell on what was once your pillow
Tears overflowed for months
Even when you came back into my life
I was with you but, not all at the same time
Closer than ever to a breakdown
Ready, pretty much already on my knees pleading for you to give us another chance
Stuck on the fence, you blocked me in
I couldn't get over, I couldn't get under
You were all my eyes, my heart could see
Slowly my soul was dying because without you, I felt I had nothing in it
The fire you'd once ignited, wasn't even a lonely spark anymore
Just smoke rising from the ashes of what was you and me
Even after she moved in
I kept chasing hope, I kept saying "Time will make him see, it's me, not her."
The clocks still ticking
Closer to your arrival home
Which I dread
I don't want to see you and fall to pieces
But then today it hit me
Like a ton of bricks
Or maybe I busted through
I was just staring up at the sky, and I realized, I hadn't thought of you once today
Not even for half a second had you crossed my mind until I realized you hadn't
And I smiled
I grabbed my pen and scribbled some words on a piece of paper I might be talking about it now
But, only outta sheer excitement
Restored faith
Finally a light, even though so dim, it was at the end of the tunnel
Because, today was a big day
The day I got closer to being over you
Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 11:22 AM UTC
Ovals, the one and only whom we offer objects worthy of obtaining as we aim to see the oracle in others.
Semi Circles, the sense of surprise and superiority in which we seem to seek in all that we wish to supersede.
Crescents, created by the cool and calm to causally cover the constant fear of camaraderie often kept from companions.
Faces, ****** by those who figure that fun is something not worth feeling.
Oct 4, 2012
Oct 4, 2012 at 11:11 PM UTC
Her lips take me to all of the places that I haven't been.
My tongue peeking from behind teeth.
The secrets inspired by us and us alone.
Exploring the world with our eyes closed.
All at once.
We too leaned against the cathedral
The very moment our eyes opened.
We wore each other's look.
Suddenly surprised at the places we came to be.
The sights we longed to see,
Now our favorite.
The bongs our heart made,
Discovering how big Ben really was.
The chimes always with us.
Through her shoes I felt her heart race.
Opening my eyes once just to see what beauty looked like.
This infatuation wrought in iron.
Stacked high to establish how far up we've come.
The lights that causally lit up along the way.
The fold indented in her neck.
The way she couldn't pace her breath.
81-stories up.
Our tongues the guide which produced the path we walked.
Convinced that we were the silhouette cast from the buildings we admired.
We pulled the shade on the Windows of the world.
Discovering something much more.
The sunset in each other's eyes
Soon as we opened them
Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 9:49 PM UTC
And when I look into your eyes
That smile gets me everytime.
Time seems to fly by.
Left standing, wondering what happened to the hours.
The minutes.
The rest of the world unknowing.
Causally walking.
Unaware.
Just as I,
Lost in the wake of your eyes.
This place hidden.
Beautiful and free.
Reflecting the angels that go unnoticed.
Unseen.
The rest of the world,
Unknowing.
Afraid to fly
Dec 26, 2018
Dec 26, 2018 at 9:21 AM UTC
Dreams as vivid as reality, my bodies lying on the bed as my mind soars causally.
In a wooden house with strangers equivalent to Dorothy's
I look outside the window I see waves of the open seas.
But were not in the ocean see, because pirates are never seen. I swear this is a different scene. If you could see it, you would believe.
But I'm not here to prove that it's nonfiction, let these words be a depiction of dreams that have been driven.
By Purposes filled in vials then consumed by minds made by miles, roads, and directions styled
in shuttering accents, enough of this madness lets jump into passions.
Engraved in my soul is the past-tense...if nothing's new under the sun,
then let my shade be a labyrinth
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC
Why are men so happy ****
Wandering round, just eating food,
Manhood dangling between their thighs,
Never shy, whatever their size,
Sitting causally eating lunch,
Lazy lob, it's all too much,
When they slide along my palest couch,
My heart is really in my mouth,
For confidence, ten out of ten,
Just don't bend over, no not again!
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC
You were my favorite thought at 7:30 in the morning
As I woke up and gently smile
thoughts of you brushed through my mind
Laughter embraced me as I causally pulled the covers over my head in embrassment
In the mean time the covers layed on my newly blonde hair, I'd think
how could I be so in love with a man like you
Something I never expected nor encountered to feel
It was as if we were to magnets gravitating towards one another
Endlessly
As my thoughts drifted me back to sleep
He walked through the painted white door frame and sighed with endearment
I stopped and smirked
"What?" I said to him
Without words, he gravitated towards me
as if we were the two little magnets that plunged through my thoughts
Quick as ever he pulled the covers off of me as I whole heartedly and playfully clenched to them in resistance, but he was a little too quick and a little too smart
He stared deeply into my eyes and grinned
Finally, he made his way to me and gently clenched onto the covers, as I playful did too
He grab my hips and pulled me in closer
Weightless I layed
The warmth of his body resembled the feeling of wearing a thousand hand knitted swears in the middle of July
The strength of his arms made me feel safe, while his voice gave me assurance and comfort
I stopped and sighed with admiration
He continued to gently gleam into my eyes
And just as I pulled away in embrassment, he insisted to drag me closer
The closer he got the more his nose brushed against my cheek
I no longer pulled away
His eyes were locked in mindless contact with mine, while his lips brushed against my cheek
Breathless I layed
He whisperd in my ear "coffees ready"
I smiled
As I replied-- no sugar and no cream
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 8:53 AM UTC
Just jumping in.
Everything comes to a halt.
The first few moments don't seem as bad.
Depending on length.
The line of cars.
In a sea of metal
Something wow happens.
Metal crashes into metal.
Causally passing by.
Everyone is okay.
Making sure to see what happened
They drop speed.
The police attempt to make it through to the scene.
Little to no debris.
No never-mind to the expensive cars brought to a halt.
The Mercedes Benz, the Porsche out of place slow moving along.
A Black Nissan Sentra with two kids playing in the backseat.
The other side is free to go as they please.
Compared to most places this is nothing.
Try New York. Atlanta. Texas to name a few.
You just jump in, moving from point A to B.
Life is admittedly too short to walk a great distance.
A two car pileup a few miles ahead.
Bumper to bumper no one gives space to breathe.
A Cadillac honks in frustration.
The Black Nissan honks back in attempt to get over.
Inching closer to maneuver it's way in front.
After everyone takes a glance at the pileup.
Traffic is back to normal.
The two kids continue to play like nothings happened
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 3:06 PM UTC
I needed this so much.
A little alone time.
Designer jeans.
T-shirts printed with out the blue sayings.
A moment to ourselves home alone.
Wasting time just you & I.
Causally stretched across each other on the couch.
Commercials filled with Wal-mart families.
Insurance companies. Lawsuit claims.
Your sugar fills the space between shows.
Your head leaned back on my chest.
Neck twisted in a kiss.
The TV more so watching us.
The wait of working all week for this moment of relaxation.
The anticipation of butterflies, late night texts.
The vintage shows we grew up watching, still our favorite.
I really missed you.
Your shoulder my favorite pillow.
The extended twenty-first question of our 21 Questions.
Sitting here with you.
Soon to fall asleep with you in my arms.
To wake up and do the same exact same thing.
To let you know that I made it home safe
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 8:48 AM UTC
For every second step was erroneous,
I thought I'd reach a new height
of understa……….
Then I'd decline to a lower point
of where I was before.
Never gaining enough elevation to
see past the predicament I find myself
causally stepping forth upon..
Felling like Sisyphus, always trying to
gain a truth only to find out that a step
could make me fall more than before.
Only wanting to climb this ladder of life,
but deceit and snakes keep me from
gaining
ground...
Life is a ladder and some runs are always precarious,
do we step lightly, or do we tread upon the next to
only find that it was the broken one..
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 4:46 PM UTC
"Sonnets From a Conversation With a Friend XXIV "
Divine your soul's degree it is the sucker
Of rotting mind flesh off the bright light core
A red flashing neon exploding door
To heaven is causally over
Looked for excitements and anger little
Rubber hammers of perception tap mind
Tendons born formed or this life conditioned
And we **** **** **** our days away as chattel
To fault-full man-made process rationaled
Buy this! Get wet for this! Dream this! Consume your
HOLE LIFE CONSUME!!! and sigh the wish for more
Stoppage is not in time just now crafted
Body movements speak louder than words blow
Chunks!!! there's a full heap of actions to go
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
Fear is not put aside
No matter what
It's there to stay
You could channel it
But you could never
Get rid of it
When you think
You have
ZERO EMOTIONS
ZERO FEELINGS
AND
ZERO FEAR
Is the day you are DEAD
Every BREATH
Every WHIMPER
And
Every BLINK
IS A SIGN OF FEAR
When looking down
A BARREL OF A M1911
With a FULL CLIP
OF BULLETS
For the first time ever
You would be in
SHOCK
FEAR
And even feel the SWEAT
Going down your back
When seeing a speeding car
Moving fast and crazy
On the street you are
Causally walking through
With no time to blink or move
The CAR GETS CLOSER
You are in Shock
You are feeling THE FEAR
THE SWEAT
Soon enough it takes you over
Soon enough the fear of life's troubles
Consumes you
But these events is what makes us
STRONGER
AWARE
And
UNDERSTANDING
In a world such as ours
You can't get rid of fear
But you can mold it
To make you STRONG
Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 11:23 AM UTC
the book was closed
you'd finished it and picked your favorite chapter.
yet soon, you found yourself forgetting the story
so you picked up a new one.
it didn't captivate you, at first
you flicked through the pages so causally
but then you suddenly stopped
and started to pay attention
what caught your attention?
why am i a chapter and not a page?
you could've easily flicked through me
but you've stopped on my chapter
and you're reading it carefully
i hope it's your favourite chapter
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 6:24 PM UTC
it's crazy how someday, somebody can causally just say they don't love you anymore
just how easily it is to look at someone and think that there the one.
after arguements,promises,
the memories that we made
you can't just stop loving someone you've spent everyday with.
every memory.
you either loved me from day one
or you never ******* loved me at all
Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 11:01 AM UTC