Friday, November 13, 2015

Sleep Time

http://aetherforce.com/the-three-stages-of-sleep-by-rudolph-steiner/


"I am in ... I am at... i am here, in this vast period of questioning myself.
Who am I? where do I belong? where do I go from here?
It just turn 3am. 
The  frigid morning mocks me,
 as i rest
on my red love seat staring at the burning flames dancing
 on my man made fireplace,
 I can't  help but think 
damn,
I'm still cold.
I turn my body and close my eyes and reopen
 them,
the glow from the television formed shadows
 of unobtrusive figures on the wall, 
I felt a
sudden rush threw my veins 
i was scared.
I caressed my blankets in hope, searching for my hairy comrade to amuse me 
with his furriness joy is no where to be found. 
Damn again.
I am cold and scared and alone...
ALONE! 
My mind retracts to the word..
Alone...
why does it feel so wrong to be alone...
surprisingly this is my life, 
and my endless routine.
 self loathing and vast
questioning...
sadly the whole, 
self awareness 
is nothing 
more
than 
a
crisis.

The pillow buzzes...
its my phone!
finally...
i thought,
like
a dog waiting
 for his master to come home.
as was i waiting for your
text message,
with aspiration 
i gaze at the phone 
with idea of relief...
 message says:

"Sleep Time"

Sleep time?
What?
already?
staring blankly at the phone... 

couldn't help but  feel a hint
 of betrayal
I
 quickly sent a 
text:
"never mind."
....
I gasp for air and buried my self in blankets.
returning back to my dark reflection.
More texts appear...
blah ...blah... blah..
useless rubbish,
I thought...

How could you ignore my previous question?

began to think, puzzling at the concept,
is it that easy to ignore me?
I  decided to get up,
 and exiled myself to my sleeping chambers,
but first i need to
turn off the fireplace and the television.
I  unplugged 
my labtop and headed to my small bed,
and place it like a shrine on my nightstand...
shivering,
Its even colder in my bedroom... 
 as i was wrapping myself like a gift, 
 with a
gentle mournful whisper, 
I read your text out loud...
"sleep time."
Reaching over turning on the movie you advise me to watch 
replied  with a text,
*sigh*
night
Awake:the life of Yoganada 
and began to sleep.

Sunday, March 22, 2015

i dont want to love you no more

I don't want to love you any more.

I wish i could rip out 
this heart of mine.
and put it away
.
i wish i cant remember the color 
of your eyes
.
i wish i can forget 
the touch of your 
skin and the taste of you
lips
.
I wish i could leave you alone
.
i wish could walk away from you and
not remember who you are.
i hate that i love you 
i hate
that your on my mind
.
I WANT TO FORGET
you
.
i cant deal with this pain 
in my
heart 
.


unforgettable

unforgettable.

Ur eyes.
remind me of the summer sky and the winter night
 warm with hope yet chilled with the ideal of fright
.
the taste of honey
makes my mouth water and I
long
for your lips
.
a scent of cigarettes
is something 
i do miss
.
unforgettable
.
i wish i could touch you 
once more
.
to feel the essence
of you
.
unforgettable
.




Sunday, November 9, 2014

you



its  a cold and lifeless  night
and i  am  here  stuck
with question of you 
i have  left you 
alone
in the darkness 
with no friend 
.
i sit here 
on this rock 
looking up to 
the moon
wishing 
i could forget you 
.
but how could i ?
for 5 years 
and
3 lying words 
"i love you"
.
has been embeded
in my
 core  and been running through 
my veins like poison
.
what is love?

i am damage
and trying my best to repair 
the wounds 
and bruises 
that is left on my soul

i hear laughter in the wind 
life she mocks me 
when will i be happy again?

when  will the joy begin
watching waiting
to be part of the crowd 
to chime in 
with thoughts
and feelings 
i bite my lips
hoping 
not to stutter 
.
you have done this 
.
and its my fault for letting you
.
your excuse is
 your trying to save me
but instead you 
enslaved me 
imprison 
me with 
your
 "love"

words.
stick and stone 
may break my bones 
but WORDS
will never hurt
.
i have  left you  alone
alone 
like you left me
.
you have abandon me and strip me from my amenity
you have charge me for the ounce of your affection 
and had me
begging please
you had degraded me and discarded me  with 
nothing more  than 
"your a waste of time you stupid whore"
these are forever trap with my mind  
and replays costantly
so tonight i leave you there
alone 
with nothing more than nightmare 
you bestow onto me 

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Dandelion

Dandelion:
your eyes,  they haunt me
 color of aspiration
.
 there is something more about u
something bigger
than me
.
oh sweet dandelion
that blows in the wind
so carefree and loving
.
the world see you nothing more
than unwanted weed
growing in bed of  roses 

to me your  precious
to be treasure to
beloved
.
your  smile, torments me
dreaming of you
provokes my
insanity
.
I want nothing more  than
to show you
my undying devotion
.
Oh my dear dandelion,
you
are
 medicine to thy soul.
.

AMBER

by:Gigi Kaeser

Amber:

the amber river  bleeds on the  table
and 
.
arcoss i see you
speaking
to another
.
I question this
 lonely heart
why am I here?
.
I sit here listening to the
music
 trying my best to be
the
ideal of happy and joy...
but I have sail far
for this place
.
and I am lost on this rocky sea being
 guide by a star of confusion
.
fishing for love and connection
but I am empty handed
.
I watch you
and then I linger
my mind
starts dancing
with the thought
of you
.
this fire this passion
this yearning
I want to unfold
and give you
I have taste and felt
your flesh
on my lips
and I want more
.
the amber river she rushes threw
my veins
and
I am  
in dream with flashing lights
.
closing my eyes
pretending you are mine
just for one night
 .
red, blue, green
they flashes
.
what is it about you,
 that makes
me want you?
.
nothing more
nothing less
let me please u
let me touch you
let me love you
just for one night
to feel ur warmth
of ur skin
press onto mine
.
to hear the melody of your heart
compose with mine
.
the music fades and I am flying away
on the amber waves of
desire
.
I am thirsty
for you



Hurt

By: Mandy Kalajian


Hurt



Expression... oppression
is the way you make me feel
There is so much I want to say ...
but is it to you
or is it everything ...
that you remind me
of
.
.
.
I sit here trying to clear my head
thinking of the memories
or what could of been
.
.
.
I'm  mad with the desire
of that emotional
connection
to be
a part
of you
.
.
.
but there is
 nothing more
nor
nothing less
to be casted into
a
pit of
worthlessness
.
.
.
prophet's dilemma
is  what  u whisper
in my ear
.
.
.
please let me conceal myself
 me from my shameful
 self defeating
truth
.
.
.
the morning  sun burns my skin
so
I cave away
onto
this mirror
trying
to piece together
what is missing
.
.
.
but
I am lost in between the spaces
through my shatter windows
and everything I see
is a kaleidoscope
of lies
.
.
.
not long ago
I was in your arms 
laying next to you
 help
me  escape
the living nightmare
that i some how entrap myself in
hearing your scornful melody of your
breath brings warm to my nape
my skin thanks you
for your kindness
.
.
.
I smirk at the thought of you
and hate the fact the idea of
you
is the key to set me
free
.
.
.
I'm hurt
I am broken
I am love and I am lost
I am time and I am nothing
I am the ocean
the sea of emotional mystery