"spontanious" poems
I'm not good at being alone
Thoughts comes and hunts me
I'm getting miserable
Depression and selfharm
I'm not good at being social
Do they even want me around?
Just staying silence
Angst all over
I'm afraid of myself
How can it be?
Why can't I just relax
And be with my friends?
Who can teach me to live?
Teach me to do spontanious things!
Maybe I'm not build that way
I will never get free.
Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 5:14 PM UTC
The mind or the intellect
Governed by philosophy
Quinches its thirst by logic and understanding
The heart
Governed by bliss
Quinches its thirst by abundance
The soul
Governed by nature
Quinches its thirst
Being the nature itself
Action
Governed by all the three
Quinches its thirst by spontanious being
Spontaneous being is possible
With the synchronization of soul
To the frequency of nature
With the synchronization of mind
To the right kind of philosophy
With the synchronization of heart energy
To the abundance present in the universe
The synchronicity of the energies
With the frequency of the ideal
Brings about peace and prosperity in the world
The energy of the ideal wow
Is what we call God in real
The ideals of the energy of God
Are nature, abundance, bliss
May you all acknowledge God
As the energy form
Rather than the personified story
Explained to make us realise
To realise the actual thing of the ideal living
So forth ideal being ultimately achieved
With victory of nature as a whole, abundance, bliss and the truth over the opposites
The victory is the synchronicity
Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 12:30 AM UTC
But let's forget
About those meaningless worries
And jump into a river
We could go skinny dipping
As the sun melts off the side of the earth
Forget regret
And hold my hand, I know its cold
Ill calm your shivers
And warm your lips
As the trees turn to intricate silhouettes
Just pretend
we're wild & free; like they say we should be
We'll poison our little livers
With laughter and loss of cares
As we become more forgetful about tomorrow
Or the next
Day. Tonight, just me and you will
Drift, together, downriver
As glass bottles float around us, enclose us
Neglect the
Natural enquiries of how late it is
Or that it's getting darker
As we drown in eachothers presence
I recommend
You let yourself be decieved
And flow downstream. We slither
Softly bumping limbs underwater "accidentally"
Don't defend
Yourself. I know we aren't in love
But could we act it? I'll deliver you kisses
as we sink
Deeper into
The depths of a pretended plot
Of an olden day flim, where the girl gives her
Spontanious side a chance;
And the boy plays his part.
Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 6:09 AM UTC
move against my soul
smooth spontanious
sweet exhilaration
lusts anticipation
beautifully entwined
electric fire runs
blue and violet
through my mind
calm smiles
warmth in comfort
serenity and elation
graceful revelation
all you know is each other
you need one another
feelings uplifting
senseless sensation
craving you presence
Feb 7, 2010
Feb 7, 2010 at 11:16 AM UTC
It came to me today
Saddest news i've heard all year
It sounds like you lost yourself..
The jump in your walk
The light in your eyes
The softness of your heart
Your happiness inside...
All the things i loved the most..
I let you go -
Hoping you'd be better off without me..
Now i just wanna hold you close..
Put your head on my chest -
Tell you its gonna be okay..
I will love you till the end!
Please - i beg of you!
Stand up for yourself!
Get your attitude back!
Be spontanious again!
Get up on your feet!!
I don't know you like this!
And LAUGH!
You deserve it so..
Im sorry for what ever it is
that brought you down like this..
If i had a clue
I would make a plan to contact you...
But this is the only way i know...
Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 9:41 AM UTC
Stand back my dear I am far to hot to touch.
Get away from here, stand out of my clutch.
You dont want this heart to hard to find
You dont want to change this cynical mind.
Stand back my dear, Stand down
Leave my house, and leave my town.
Leave this choking heart to drown.
Stand by my dear.
Stand by my love and watch me rot.
Watch me suffer, while you plot.
Think you'll save me, I can't save myself.
Get away my love You want some one else.
Breathe on me baby, tell me I'm cool.
I bloodied my wrists, you know I'm a fool.
Breathe on me honey you know I'm a mess.
cuts right above the hem of my dress.
Breathe down my neck, smother me alive
Tell me you love and that you'll never die.
Leave me alone I dont want you hear.
I dont want you to hear,
The falling of my tears...
Get away from me love, I am to filled with hate
You want to save me, but my cynicism says its to late
Tell me I'm cool, tell me I'm punk,
Tell me I'm spontanious and filled with *****
Tell me I'm beautiful bleached blonde and all.
Tell me You wont catch me cause you'll never let me fall.
I can be Sid and You can be Nancy
You can be Jesus and I will be Mary.
Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 4:03 PM UTC
Time is priceless.
Light as feather,
sharp as knife
sliderly as water between the fingers.
Fragile.
Unvisible.
Spontanious.
Then you figure out
that it ran out
Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 10:07 AM UTC
Your wretched eyes were truly
speaking, so very struck by the unruly
life you lead. The tears were wrinkles
and the shine your unreal smile.
One moment were these lines
in crossing. The best of signs
are those so very soon forgotten.
Because in a moment of distraction
you vanish in a crowd as loud
as screams your eyes emitted.
I'd do all to make a smile appear,
a real one, meant and felt but not
intended. Spontanious in the heat
of the moment would your pain be.
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 11:12 AM UTC
Bearded, hairy, pimpled fairy,
repulsive, obnoxious, loud and anxious,
daring, daunting, sweating, crying,
lying and prying
to get the details out,
presumptious, precautious yet nosy,
bossy, knowing it all and showing it all.
Dancing for no apparent reason,
same for singing,
showering, caring and pairing.
Associations big or small,
drama at the mall,
glances, waves and smiles
helping others with piles
of work, with quirk.
Strong, fierce, succesful beings, kind
with deep eyes, steep noses, cheeks
and jaws, able to cut glass,
a freakishly tight, yet humbling behind
or ***
Adventurous, spontanious, loving
and watching and staring and matching
catching every voxel, every pixel, every line
or dot
or just a couple or just one or not.
Full, sizeable or rather small, yet kissable lips
or standing tall, bizarre
symmetry, bigotry, whining and ambitiously
becoming a truer version of what you
think you are.
Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
OH IT COULD BE IT WOULD BE
Oh it could well be and it for sure it would be
Even if the sun turned out its lights for real
In the largest crowd wondering searching for you
I'd find for my soul knows how your soul does feel
There is not another love another aura another one
That sends the same loving vibrations through me
Within a crowd of enless my soul would confess thers
Only one electronic seductive love thsts within thee
A most romantic bolt of loves own lightening I feel
Even within the most crowded room I feel it ever so
Words could explain any more than the pain of a flower
Having just been picked instead of allowing it to grow
Or how a dying wave feels upon a shore to disolve
Like a green leaf blown away from its mother tree
Like the parting of a cloud being seperated thus two
Or never heard words never having been in a dictionary
Only as one together for eternity untill times done
Could explain the spontanious combustion of us both
Without any form of a test us two are perfections best
To love as none has in all of time our hearts own oath
As soon as your soul is near my soul it knows no fear
My very heart could measure your distance away from me
Within the blindest of light without a trace of sight
I'd know deeply within that again together we'd be
terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 9:30 AM UTC
Stand back my dear I am far to hot to touch.
Get away from here, stand out of my clutch.
You dont want this heart to hard to find
You dont want to change this cynical mind.
Stand back my dear, Stand down
Leave my house, and leave my town.
Leave this choking heart to drown.
Stand by my dear.
Stand by my love and watch me rot.
Watch me suffer, while you plot.
Think you'll save me, I can't save myself.
Get away my love You want some one else.
Breathe on me baby, tell me I'm cool.
I bloodied my wrists, you know I'm a fool.
Breathe on me honey you know I'm a mess.
cuts right above the hem of my dress.
Breathe down my neck, smother me alive
Tell me you love and that you'll never die.
Leave me alone I dont want you hear.
I dont want you to hear,
The falling of my tears...
Get away from me love, I am to filled with hate
You want to save me, but my cynicism says its to late
Tell me I'm cool, tell me I'm punk,
Tell me I'm spontanious and filled with *****
Tell me I'm beautiful bleached blonde and all.
Tell me You wont catch me cause you'll never let me fall.
I can be Sid and You can be Nancy
You can be Jesus and I will be Mary.
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 2:14 PM UTC
I was in a shop buying not a lot
When came the time to depart
I took her hand as a gesture and
I felt an electric impulse a spark
It ran through me almost blew me
So warm the vibration was to be
More so than anything I'd known
Filling my heart with unknown glee
Her eye pupils became larger ever so
A knowing smile it lit her very face
A romantic feeling ground to ceiling
As if a seductive blessing of grace
It took awhile half a smile like a coffee
She answered yes as if she so well knew
What I was to say coffee oh I'd love to
As if she read my mind my thoughts few
Coffee we had and we talked awhile
Seemed everything I was to say before
I'd even said she'd answered me there
As if my mind was as if an open door
She knew my every thought as if she was I
Her very hand it was so warm to even hold
A meeting I couldn't ever forget in my life
Such a magnetic soul and slightly a little bold
Coffee end up at my place and soon it began
Two beings just lost it as soon as door closed
Spontanious reactions as two souls let loose
From then not our doing as two souls supposed
Clothes going all over half crawling to stairs
Working our way to goodness knows where
Slowly almost bundled to my room as one
Still was not our doing clinging as a pare
Too far to the bed the rug it seemed fine
Tossing and turning feelings almost divine
Clutching grabbing holding on all the time
This feeling unknown better than best wine
No idea what came next one move then next
Strength arriving from somewhere no idea
Not aware of anything but warmth so new
Knocking phone into flight a vase was near
The dawn peeping at us through curtains
Totally unable to as much move a limb at all
Opening one eye smiling some what was that
Spontaniously driven I guess had made a call
terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 6:47 AM UTC