November 2010
1 post
So exams are done and I thought I'd do a post.
I remember when you told me the name
Of a pet whose father is not yet born.
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Your head is full of future sepia scenes
Of faceless picnics with faceless children.
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And you put your hope in an ivy vine
Weaving around your vague red brick chimney.
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Figments.
Figments, and...
August 2010
1 post
Nothing lengthy.
Just a little thought I had
Answering life’s questions with the aid of a deity is similar to searching the back of a textbook for answers
July 2010
1 post
I love this.
Forsaken… Forgotten… Left for dead
These are the words that play in my head
Forsaken… Forgotten… Forever in my mind
The memories of you that are left behind
The Agony, the Tears, the Nothingness inside
These are the gifts that you provide
Forsaken… Forgotten… fucked in the head
The helpless one that was left for dead… for dead…
June 2010
1 post
It's been a little while.
And it seems that not much has changed. I’ve still got that ‘negative’ outlook on life, or so people have told me. But is it really negative? Maybe, just maybe, it’s realistic, and you’re all just optimists. Ignorant, naive optimists. See, I don’t think I’m negative. Nor do I think I attach ‘negative connotations’ to what I say. I remember...
May 2010
1 post
Nothing big.
I’m sick of deja-vu, tripping out over a girl, who isn’t you.
April 2010
4 posts
Rose.
Here’s my latest one, Tumblr.
Enjoy.
take this hope and hold it like you would a rose
a stem of thorns, take care on where your fingers close
like stains of red, a love that’s left all petals torn
of prayers spent on fleeting scents and dreams unborn
to wait the whims, a hundred sins on letters lost
an air bereft of redolently cast-out thoughts
elate a hymn, inhale...
The first suicide in heaven.
Welcome back, Tumblr.
Hmm, what have I been up too lately?
Well, truth be told, I don’t really know. It’s been an interesting past week or so, to say the least. Maybe that’s why I wrote this piece, although, it’s not really a piece, well, actually, I don’t know what it is. A short story, perhaps?
I was told that Heaven would be anything that my heart desired. A thought, a place or a...
A more recent piece of mine.
It’s strange, I’ve always been better at writing depression pieces than I have optimistic pieces, I wonder why.
Anyway;
Laying in my bed with a sickening cold sweat
Emptying these bottles in order to help me forget
Inflicting pain on others isn’t what I meant to do
But doing drugs and drinking booze are how I’m getting over you.
Without you in my life there’s a void...
Now this was weird.
I saw an image today. An interesting, thought provoking image. It was a comparison between the past and the present in terms of music. It was titled, the advancement of African-American music.
On the top it had an established figure, a man in a tight-fit suit, holding an instrument, a flute, if I’m not wrong.
Next to him, it had the lyrics of the song, along with the musical notes that...
March 2010
4 posts
Life, death and the in-between.
This morning I saw death, quiet as a mouse
It had opened a window and snuck in my house
I awoke all of a sudden, only to find
Death had claimed a loved one, left only memories behind
It has me thinking, there must be something more
Dreams we should fulfill, worlds we must explore
In my dying breath, will I ask what did it all mean?
Will I understand life, death and the in-between?
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Love, and all it brings.
Ahh, yeah I know, a rant on love, how original. But hopefully, this one will be unlike the other ones that are a simple combination of the age-old cliche’s thrown together.
Well, first, what is love, I mean, really, what is it. Is it a feeling? Is it just a description of what someone feels? Or is it what so many people deem it to be, that being, the “selfless feeling”?
I...
Will you ; Don't, Please.
Just an old piece that I wrote.
It is cold, where my body lies
my shaking hands and my bloodshot eyes
(won’t you take me away from this place
or soothe my heart before I die)
I saw your eyes, glittering bright
Through the darkness, they lit up the night
your voice was strong and it gave me hope
your voice cut through my sea of lies
The songs you left inside my head
….They...
ignorance.
There are debates, day in, day out, as to why things happen.
I’ve sat and thought about why there’s so much corruption, why there’s so much racism, why there’s so much violence, and why there’s so much hate in this world.
At one stage, I believed that it was because everyone was trying to compete, you know, prove that they’re better than another person,...