"oned" poems
I take my time like I have time to take
And embrace every moment
because in the next moment it could all be taken away
And then all I would become is a thought
cradled in the back of the mind
occasionally coming forth when I am called upon
and in every instance
dragging pain and remorse along with me
thrown over my shoulder in an unwanted sash
wandering in the sands
dipping my toes in the surf of the subconscious
polluting the waters of my loved oned innocent heads
So take your time
we have all we would ever want
Jan 2, 2012
Jan 2, 2012 at 11:24 PM UTC
eternally one
united in love.. yet
eternally distinct
for without distinction
love is impossible..
the liberated soul is oned with and fused
in that it knows and loves
what it can never become..
May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 10:46 PM UTC
I nformation
N estled
T uned
O pen
U ninterrupted
C onnected
H oned
Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 6:33 PM UTC
It's when you feel
like disappearing,
only really wanting
to be found.
Grinding,
Twisting,
Kaleidoscope
lenses for eyes.
Fixated on your
aura from across the room.
I could feel his
wondering thoughts
with every blink
or lack thereof.
Staring,
caring,
and understanding
the meaning of this
moment in time,
created especially
for us to dance
around.
Making up our
own rules with
intentions of
breaking them.
Don't go looking
for me again.
Unless you're willing
to keep my gaze,
I would've loved you
in a daze.
I wanted to find you
before I knew you were missing.
Aren't those the best treasure
to come across?
The oned you're unaware of.
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC