when inside your heart
i should have read the words the women
before me had written on your walls
instead of painting over them.
i vaguely remember a yellow brick road
showing me the way out.
i’d give anything for those directions now.
I need someone to have me all figured out. I need to figure me out.
It does not require many words to speak the truth.” —Chief Joseph, Nez Perce (Nimiputimt)
Snub the ember of flickering hope, before it gets out of hand and you actually start believing.
Like a cup of tea, sipped in the summer’s heat
your words cool me, right down to my feet
Transcends me to a boundless place,
Where I reach shores of solace
The harmonious intricate dance commence
Arm in arm, connections intense
Eyes locked in upcoming suspense
Bated breath, anticipation immense
Hooked on you, your every curve
Lines and bends, every swerve
Rides me to a mirage land
Far far away from every man
Takes me away from this dull life
In place it fills with immaculate lies
Distant dreams and oh! How time flies
Within a day u have lived 9 lives
As memories unravel
Realizations are made
My mind marvels
At all I have missed
It has been said
It is never too late
To seize what’s left
And it’s still too early
To determine my end
I say to myself
As the sun sets
And flowers wither
I reveal my feathers
Set to soar
But all are gone
I bawl at life
Shriek in despair
Bereft of hope
Sunk in stupor
I avert my eyes
And loose hold
Out of the blue
As it arrives
I turn my back
Give it a miss
It’s a vicious cycle
I live to regret
He cut and sliced,
The lemons which was
once a symbol,
for his love.
He cut the lemons
for their juice,
to pour into his
freshly cut wounds.
THERE IS NO SHORE TO REACH.
It does not matter how long… as long as its worth the wait.
—rosarioisabel (via charriesjourney)
but is it worth the wait?
Whoever ignores best, has the upper hand and who falls in love first and the deepest, loses the game.