"percipitation" poems
Sometimes it's great
just to relax here &
to let the music wash over me
It fills my ears
and winds itself into my blood stream
It wraps around my slowly beating heart
And it pulses with it, peaceful
It is my calming joy
It is my relaxing symphony
And I can lay here
And I will feel secure
I can gaze above me at the wide universe,
with so many questions,
but those questions are for another time
Right now is for admiring the beauty of the galaxy
These clouds float over my soft skin,
spraying it's percipitation
along my upturned face
I can feel the rain,
and the sunshine,
And I can see the rainbows dancing
behind my closed eyelids.
Slowly, ever so slowly,
I open my eyes
to the world around me
And I see
I can see life and the earth
The angels that shine in the heavens
as they sing thier soothing melodies
This moment is perfect
And I release a relaxed sigh
I can feel the hues and pigments
of calm spread without me
I am at peace
Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 2:49 PM UTC
There's something about us.
Daft Punk makes the music feel fresh,
It spreads the love like freedom of the press
Sells out sets, so quickly among eyes
That can't quite catch their breath, no blinking
We wish we could but the bass hits too hard for breaks
I know by the end of the day I wont have to wait
Because one way you'll walk me home
Either we'll be too drunk to care, or I'll give you an offer
To hold your hair, hand you the water and let it all spill there
Into the the oval bowl of ceramic snow
The percipitation gets ***** and you feel better
But only until the next caring couple comes by to help our affair
I miss the nights I can't remember and hate the mornings I do
One day I'll see it all clear, hopefully you still wait for me my dear.
Aug 29, 2012
Aug 29, 2012 at 4:34 AM UTC
This boy, my boy that went away
Couldn’t make myself allow him to stay
He was the burn to my fire that caused my pain
The percipitation in the clouds that caused the rain
Here oh now
My heart reach lack
He was the one I gave everything to
But the one that never gave back
Allowed in my cries
Yet no one could hear
This boy comes back like a Holliday each year
The ******* and seize
In an old weary soul
So my mind won’t cease
to leave me alone
The blood in my veins
He reveled within
The one who has always
Cause me to sin
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 2:22 PM UTC