Hanging on Words

Dressed to impress

Eternal motion for a mind at rest
The endless laughter and thoughts a pest
For ever grow from mindlessness
Superficial vision from lustful mess

A mind is pure when a mind's got rest
A thought is made when it's built its nest
And mindless as future young
Superficial vision is lustful mess

Ever hear the heart of a songbird's nest
Or even the sight of bright light at its best
How about the hearty laughter and youth's mess
A pile of nothing in its whole mindlessness

Hold it against the millions
The ones who show and tell
The ones who make and take

What has happened to our conscious minds?
Where have the minds gone wrong?
Our future will fall down in this
Minds fruitless,
People useless,
Superficial vision and lustful mess.

It's times like these that make up my world.
A single look, a single touch; turn your back and move on.

I miss the days where it was easy. I miss the days when nothing really mattered.
I miss the time where I didn't think so much. I miss the day some things weren't in my life.

But how can I move on? When every step I take is not my own; only an image of me. This reflection in the mirror, my face or not? Is this my soul in my body or am I simply refusing to give up on it all? The ghost of myself hides in the depth of my cells; the light never to penetrate. I'm but a hollow shell, thinking of one person, the “Epiphanie” then comes along.
I turn to light, the sun comes to shine, the mist of myself becomes solid mass.

I turn to butter on a summer day when she's around.

Does she know how much? In words I refuse to use? Why? To scare off this masterpiece of unknown unlikely occurrence would be shameful... A bruised soul in a battered body, I still must keep calm and focus on something else.

Mind flutters like some kind of insect that drinks the sweet nectar of the garden flowers. The creature that sips up my heart's offerings found the flower that never ceases to give. What joy is the world? How fair can this world be? How nice to have rekindled emotion in a sense I forgot was real or even possible!

But the garden visitor may have found another flower—maybe not—I don't know, and in which I put much doubt... This surreal creation of unique interior flew away for another life. I hope for the best, that I can shine as vibrant as I was at first contact, but the sun doesn't shine my petals anymore... They have faded to deep shades of simple green and red, running from blue to black at the edge.

Someday, someday the leaves turned to nettles may be cut and remodelled. This cannot be eternal can it? In this immense garden of a world, this universe of an Earth, not a question can be answered...

What I tried to succeed at led to my demise.
I said to you what my heart spoke, you thought of them as lies
Everyday I think of you, the feeling of dying butterflies
If you could only see these tears fall from my eyes...

The short moment lived with you
Gave me hope that some say true
But I fell too hard, just like the other few
So you gave up on hope, you left me there too

Now I stand alone in disbelief
Fate took you away like a thief
In my thoughts your mind is chief
But you'll fade in my heart underneath...

Your paintings on my wall are all I can hang on to
My words are my saviour, but they led me from you
All I can do is imagine another day with you
I wish that it would happen, because my words were true.

So I finish this chapter, unhappily indeed
I aimed too high for the likes of me
I guess you would agree..

I leave you with these words,
I wish I could say more,
In similarity and difference,
Don't hide like the girl and door...

(Cont'd from last)

I want you to know just how it makes me feel
How a little thing makes you think I'm not real
I know I can't make you believe,
I don't want to either, but I want to relieve
This confusion and doubt,
Out of nowhere it came out
For this pain is cold throughout
And it made our hearts scream shout...

These simple lines mean more to me
Than any word ever spoke you see
My goal is not to impress
'Cause so far I caused distress
But my path leads straight to you
Not matter how much, or little, you want me to do...

Because Anything is a big word to use
When Nothing is something I did not abuse...
I over blew the situation
I saw it true, but no sedation.
I made things worse and I regret
And this much I know, you don't forget...

I guess I could write these things all night
As long as my bird does not take flight
How much I'd give for your pearly white
I'm not going down without a fight...
Against me and only me, get me right
I'll stand tall and soon I'll see light
A brighter me, to have you as a sight
A smarter me... because you were right...

One thing I wish to point out
No matter how much of all this doubt
I created or insinuated,
Your presence, I don't see me without...

I don't care how cold,
I don't care how old,
I don't mind how long,
I don't mind how strong
These battles within our heads
I don't want us thin as thread...........

And yet the story goes on
The usual, I make it go wrong
The more I say or even do
Brings me further, further from you.

My heart still screams the same,
And you know that it's your name
Anytime and every time,
I try to make you mine...

These short lines, mean more than just a rhyme
For I have so much left to say; if only I could make you stay
My chapter is too short for my liking, I wished to finish the book
This chapter can be interesting, or tell the time it took
To get to you, to open up, feel alive and all shook up
By love they say, I hope it stays,
I try to hard, I always pay...

I'll take the blame, I understand
My wrongs, my good, they flow through sand
My oath, I'll even take a stand
Whatever it takes to win back your hand.

As all mistaken, my heart you've taken
It's good, it's bad, I'll make you mad
If I try some other, it'll make you sad

I'm out of words, I can't go on
I've got time, I'll write a song,
I want you to know just how it makes me feel
How a little thing makes you think I'm not real...

(To be Cont'd)

End of a Chapter, start of another

Unconscious was I to the sign
For it lead me to the final stage
The light's glare in that face of mine
Too obvious to notice a turned page

The end of a chapter
The start of another
My heart fell upon you,
If only, I though, you knew.

Two weeks went on, I was unafraid
Another soul, my mind was set
A decision I would have never made
But it changed the day we met

Every word that was spoken
Every breath that was taken
Your mind, while resting
Mine was wondering.

It's said destiny blows you away
I never thought it would set me free
But time passed and made me say
I'm a changed man, that's who I'll be

Starting out, I found my match
You said you thought I'd never catch
My eye on your heart
But little did you know
My sights were set, I was unhurt
By the words you spoke

I feel this feeling I can't explain
It's pounding in my brain
It's something of a symphony
It's something like harmony
I let my heart drain
It hit like a runaway train
My lips touched yours briefly
Then turned and said Sorry

The end of a chapter
The start of another
My heart fell upon you,
It now screams, only, for you.

This one was written in 20 some-odd seconds while my main main (Charles) was taking a leak. It was a moment where our friendship showed through; when you get to live in your best friend's head, even if only for 20 some-odd seconds. This poem is my experience in Charles' head. Awkward it was. haha


Black and white for just cause.

Black the eyes of a heartless soul,
The sound of a body when it hits the floor
When idiocy turns to hate
For times when love is bait.

Intelligence in the form of words,
Nothing to the listener but lustful terms
Let my mind run free in this world
Or shame to my eyes and let me learn.

What is something when all is nothing
And who is a monster with no reason to bother
How about a liar with but truth to bring
Or even a brother who's love is a mother's

Fate shall decide what my eyes deprive
Or make me learn in a burst of fame
And let me burn in this endless dive
And my blindness falls with this luscious dame

Proven to you was greatness at best
And any proof to the contrary is a chance at rest
The time for you has finally came
This time is departure for that careless dame.