"unawarely" poems
On the L:
She is simple and frivolous
You are far from chivalrous
She is fueled by fearlessness
You are pumped full of stimulants
She sees the entirety of innocence
You focus on the sombre imminence
She is bright & heavenly but wingless
Your eyes are dark with wickedness
She flicks her hair, always vertiginous
You are both unawarely synchronous
She smiles to her self, radiating magnificence
You feel the bitter grimace of indolence
something is changing, slightly, hardly noticeable
But her light, it shines on you
And you find your self shifting
Glancing at her sun tattoo
She turns to you & smiles
Then everything is changed
Everything floats for a while
As she puts her hand on yours
She scoffs - 'You look gloomy & brooding'
A chuckle escapes, long ago abhorred.
And slowly it'll spread
With the help of this lovely woman
But it'll take awhile for you to get into her head
And you will show her that the glass isn't half empty,
It isn't half full.
It's just a glass of water.
Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 10:00 AM UTC
long stretches of disappointing time
have turned you blind
to your dreams
X
well, in this time i have grown my vision
now i play life’s game
with better timing and precision
O
blind as you are
you’ll trip on your past convictions
flat on your face, full of regret
X
i pray
i don’t become blind
the older i get
O
resume to live by my unwise heart
manoeuvre to where
my unsure mind sees best
O
and this is how i see i’ll win,
where you have lost,
in the cruel game of life
O
(3 O’s in a row. I win!)
or
is my youth
my fall
X
and i’m unawarely
walking down the same blinding path
as you
X
will i see
that i’m blind
life has got me outplayed and i lost?
X
Apr 13, 2022
Apr 13, 2022 at 4:51 PM UTC
I am a sand clock in this passing life;
With every fallen sand grain is a drop of my heart beat
My breaths cease with yours as your grain passes through my hourglass
Yes, we are made of dust ..
And your grains of sand make me whole ..
A galactic dusty soul I am .. carrying a universe that in a way is finitely endless
We fight as we unawarely head towards that narrow neck of a death bed
Grain, we seep through and fall onto the deathly base of the hourglass
It's where time sits still, frozen, looking up onto other falling sand grains in the repetition movements of hatred, anger and destruct
And my soul fails to stay awake as my organs of dust fall away ...
A breath of me dies with you
A blink of my sight grows weaker
A tear from eyes drops heavily into a mud puddle of my endless cries ..
As each one of you fades .. so do I
Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 2:18 PM UTC
Life ain't too short,
Life ain't too long,
Life is just life,
You just gotta be strong,
It's okay to be weak,
It's okay to be wrong,
Tears may unawarely leak,
Looking for somewhere to belong,
Loosing sight of what to seek,
Don't let that give you a frown,
Let nothing break you down,
It's okay to be unsure,
You'll somehow find a cure,
It's okay not to be okay,
The world a confusing stir,
Maybe we'll all understand,
Once we grow up and mature,
I know it's not easy to endure,
For now don't let conqur,
We were never built flawless,
Yes many things we dread,
Sinking in a senseless void,
But soon it will ebbed,
We empower what we detest,
Don't let that take control,
Show it who's the boss instead,
Let nothing block your goal,
The undesired won't for long embed,
———
Simply said, easily heard,
Yet meanings still seem blurred.
Simple phrases, short words,
Yet they somehow bind worlds.
Yet they only show one aspect,
of what we show and reflect.
~A.d | 25 Aug 2014
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 9:23 AM UTC
**So little time
So much to do**
On the staircase of life we climb
Oh the difficulties we go through
Once the top is reached
We realise it's worth
All the troubles we have faced
Unawarely enhanced growth
**So little time
So much to do**
Once the heart is set
No obstacle can stop you
No limit can cage ambitions
Thirsting to break through
Awaiting are destinations
Where hopes do come true
**Yes, little time there is
Yes, many things to do**
What are you waiting for?
Wash away those feelings of blue
Rise from that rusted seat
Even time can be ceased
With determination you can beat
What once could barely be reached
~A.d | 15 Oct 2014
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 10:05 AM UTC
It was a hollow
- like a starvation
unawarely eerie -
and then...
To be handed
words,
their mellow core,
a mouthfeel like a heartcoating:
a moisture in the desert sand,
this withering height of a not-for-me-love.
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 6:32 PM UTC
“You’ve made me feel like **** again,” I say
to myself mentally,
Aiming it more so towards my anxiety
Yet again.
Another snooping situation, mixed into the
incapability of walking away.
I can’t leave things alone.
My mind wishes to know every ounce of
detail but I, personally, don’t really care.
I want to write, sleep and live freely
without a form of worry blanketing me and
stopping me from breathing in deeply to
calm down.
However I let it do what it pleases,
regardless of whether I’m stuck with a
depressed feeling and sorrowful tune
surrounding me.
I tell myself, “You just have to ride through
it.” And for the first time, it’s easy,
But after that it becomes tiresome and
boring and all you want is for the feeling
to go away.
I am the only person who can make it go
away, but I can’t.
I hold onto it unintentionally, as if a part of
me will disintegrate if I let go.
And so we fall into a never ending cycle of
my anxiety,
Where I ask myself continuously “When will
it end?”
And my mind tells me it’s not entirely sure
but that I should be grateful for what it’s
giving me.
That it’s giving me safety and
cautiousness, helping me not to be
percieved as too naive.
But I don’t care for that much anymore.
So instead of ridding of my anxiety,
I’m always ridding of those who
unintentionally and unawarely have
created it for me.
It’s easier to be rid of you physically than
of something within my own mind.
Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 11:34 AM UTC
That feeling I get, all day long,
Can't take control, just at too strong,
Missing you so, missing you very,
Why does it hurt that much, what went wrong?
Thinking of you,
I smile unawarely,
Tears find a way somehow,
And pour unceasingly..
Closing my eyes,
Seeing only your face,
Within I see the universe,
And outer space..
Echoing in my head,
Your soft voice,
That feeling I get,
So relaxed yet intense..
Feelings my checks go warm,
Knowing they're red,
Eye's watering non stop,
Can't go to bed..
Staring at the night sky,
Feeling lonely,
Wishing you were here right now,
Oh, if only..
~A.d | 26 Aug 2014
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 7:26 AM UTC