Sunday, February 27, 2011

Makeshift

Temporary feels so useless, so lacking.

Of meaning, of truth.
Of life.

How do you fill spaces taken up by black holes,
When you are not given the power to do so?

Dust forms through windows in rays of gleaming moonlight.

Everything temporary searches for it's meaning.

If There Is

If there is such thing as magic,
It hasn't found it's way to Earth yet.

Doesn't mean that it is not real.

Maybe the magic is what awaits us.
Perhaps death.

Shouldn't be frowned upon.
Perhaps.

If there is such thing as magic
It lingers in the sky.


Transform

No thoughts come to mind
For a reason
To care
To cling to air,

That only wants to push me away..

You're silence is enough
For me to know that I'm not enough.

So for now I'll just turn into rain.

Contents in A Canyon

In the cavernous depths
Of our boundless cliffs

We climb.

Cracking in the waterless abyss
Immeasurable, alive and fighting.

Knowing it is impossible to crumble,
Omniscient of this concrete existence...

We shall carve our names
In stone.

A Sudden Puncture

We spoke effortlessly,
Like music flowing through a breathing instrument.

You have broken my strings.

The Lonely Roots

It was a place,
Where our roots mingled.

Like oak trees overgrown,
with benches in a shaded park.

Petals of our budded flowers,
Tracing circles on the pavement
Pushed by wind..

You're roots have
Started to dissolve.

I'll take up this place
On my own.

With the space you have left empty
For the sun to shine...


Saturday, February 26, 2011

Ordinary Minds

Like peaks of golden orange
reflected in the sky

Through wavelengths
The sky lights blue

All it takes is time
And speed

To hit us in the eyes
So we can see the beauty

The colours.

Ice, sparkles, rain, and sun angles,
The formation of a rainbow.

We stare in awe,
I stare. Incredible.

You see ordinary.
I see momentous amazement.
Alive as a fire burning
 in a dark abandoned room.

Friday, February 25, 2011

Disbelief

Used pieces
The reflection of myself.
In the mirror.

You took them, kissed them, 
Spent nights snuggled up with them.

You took the pieces back to their home.

And have yet to recollect them, recollect me..

I will connect what you left

I no longer believe in having hope.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Above

I flew around
The rings of Saturn

Just to watch the glisten
Of the sun in a solar flare

Yellow, I saw, and orange too.
My heart longs for the existence that is true.

And I glare up to the sky
With my heart and dream

Of everything beyond
This life and what it seems.

Left

Do you wish for me,
How I wish for you?

The feeling fell
I shook
A spell I knew.

And you don't speak to me
The way I'm always first
To speak to you...

I am already hopeless
In the things there left to do.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Falling

I guess it was
A taste for the future.

What to feel.
What to hold.
What to know I have
When I have it.

What to search for..
You gave me a night.
I won't forget.

Like a saviour
You held me.

We fell...
Into dreamland.

the truth about freedom

The space between inhale and exhale the space between stars fill up with air, and collapse into dust I walk a sunlit path and breath...