Tag Archives: #just me

A ZERO MARK

THE home a zero mark
laughs and cries
between thoughts

so i held a line
surviving to meet you

Time pasts as pawns
across a board of blood
to meet you

And how people grow up
i am surprised so much
That you do not need me

As a storm grew within
your crystal eyes

And a bed of nails —
waiting without you.

All without you.

i see through a storm
wanting and waiting
for more all without you
— if i can live without
you i cannot love

all without you oh oh
no one lives __

Oh ah oh oh ah oh
oh ah oooh all with out you

living without you

i give my angel my trust
i give my life to all
i give my love to you

And you take it all away
And you take it with you
And you take me with you

All unto the snow and ice
All unto the world of cold
All unto the underneath

of the greatest warmth
and all my world’s pain
twisting as a thorn
within my side.

:: 091-23-2018 ::


RAINDROPS NEED SUNBEAMS

Like unwinnable wars like broken hearts
feeling there’s no living gods
Like a poem that is out of reach
that no ink can write
i feel you.
With dreaming hope like a smile of love
without a lover a little footstep
without impossible dreams
there’s no unbeatable odds.
Shall I say it again?
With dreams there’s no
invisible walls and i sing,
“I just want you”
There’s no Juliet without
Romeo, there’s no thrills
without uncureable life.
and I just want you
and I just want you
And how are you?
There are no incrimeable crimes
no reason or rhymes why we lock
doors between living and life.
If there’s an Alpha I say
oh me again (omega) possible
dreams and I just want you
i just want you
just want you you
how i dream fall-smile
within your soul dear!

:: 10142015 ::


BOX DREAM ( Schrodinger’s cat)

we speak blood-lips
lying crying. locked like-soul
inside box dreams
i swore i kept       key inside my soul
never unlocked: your
forever fears of   life like=life (cancer)
I saw fissure of lies
made me cry,
you gave orchards     a last breath
instead of my love   whose heart remains
i hate!  And surprise  is a torn ticket
to your theater of  pegged-legged hearts
and midget heart    a highness of life
i can cry upon throne     like queen of freaks
I am in front o’mirror  and say I’m the saddest
freak like most humans.
We’re a box dream  keeping Schrodinger’s
cat life — like Libra!

I HATE MAINSTREAM EDITORS…die
or make yourself real. Eat the wall
that makes you so a whore

:: 02-19-2015 ::