a room packed tight-
with wine,
lack of time,
splintered chairs,
searching stares
dimming light.
coupled with the width
of the hands on the hips
(hands on love handles),
the flickering candles,
the touch of lips,
and fingertips.
stammers and slips
of secret sentiments,
breaking resentments.
cheeks glowing,
with the moon
-sinking soon-
over the room
(the short-lived bliss),
shining,
like eyes,
opened after a kiss.
I've stopped trying to rationalize
The ups and downs of each day.
I've put away my blacks and whites;
I paint them all grey.
I sit with all the poets
(all the wanna-be's and hacks)
And we drink our lattes,
We listen to "Paint It Black."
My friends say "we're gunna buy a house,
We're gunna paint it blue.
And if you want to stay with us,
You're more than welcome to."
Everybody's trying,
Trying so hard not to fade.
If reality is too passe,
Look for a different shade.
I wish that I could believe
Life's only what you make it,
And all the love we'll ever need
Is here for us to take it.
That life is
I can hear the rolling black clouds
Whispering about rain.
I want it to fall to earth.
I can hear a voice in my head
Whispering about pain.
And it's been there since birth.
I can hear the teachings of
A man buried in a cave,
Left with just what's in his head.
I can hear the granite angels
Whispering about the grave.
I never want to be dead.
I can hear girls in the bathroom
Whispering about love.
It's too hard a game to play.
I can hear the greater gods
Whispering up above.
I want to know them someday.
*PEARLS*
Life's a perfect crystal with sharp edges.
Brighter than the sun, harder than steel.
Life's a gem, a glossy little emerald.
It's only rare, it's only worth it when it's real.
Draw from the cruelty, from the carelessness
In everything that people do and say.
It's dark inspiration, it's a coal mine
And I weep diamonds today.
Pretty words stem from unslaked desires.
The sad truth is that beauty comes from pain.
My lips are rubies, my bones an ivory staircase
And gold dust rains down when I shake my mane.
It takes no end of thought and meditation
To understand the way your life unfurls.
And you have to hurt a hundred sinle
The wind is stirring me up,
Unsettling me,
Whipping damp hair into cool tangles.
Sulis is calling from the pool- Come join me
And stay here forever.
Deep oceans, shallow ponds
With no good deeds
And no sin;
Nothing to atone for.
Amen.
Sleep is clawing at me,
But never letting me rest.
Sweet smells and soft sheets,
Orange blossom, green cotton,
Bliss of the subconscious
Snubbed by my waking mind.
Joy is elusive in daylight
And it sits high above me at night,
A smile on its rose petal lips.
I find no peace in stark daylight;
I will turn over stones and find it in my dreams.
I used to think,
When I was young,
That when I speak
They'll hear me.
Propose a plan
Of simple peace
And they'll applaud
And cheer me.
I thought,
If they lack passion,
It won't be hard
To move them.
I thought,
If they are warring,
It won't be hard
To soothe them.
I'll speak of
My perfect world;
The way its white snow
Glistens.
I'll stand up
While the world sits down,
Opens their ears
And listens.
Current Residence: Kingwood, TX Favourite genre of music: alternative Shell of choice: turtle Wallpaper of choice: i prefer paint. Skin of choice: are you suggesting I'm a racist? Favourite cartoon character: the cat from Kiki's Delivery Service Personal Quote: The thing I like best about poetry is, no one will admit what a bunch of crap it is.
i remember deviantart.
i have a pretty lax schedule so far, so i'm writing some poems again.
new account. add me. this one is full of crap. anything on it i actually like and want to keep track of is getting deleted off this one and added to the new one.
http://fromlibbywithlove.deviantart.com/
So, I guess I haven't been doing the best job keeping up with these…
Well. I'm a second semester senior now. I never truly knew apathy before this. I have four classes. I sleep a lot. I smoke too much. I basically fail at responsibility.
I applied to the University of Houston this morning. I think my SAT scores will be enough to get me into a school like that. I'm applying to UT and A&M as well, but those are long shots. I'll just be happy when I get into any college, so I can be even more apathetic and lazy!
Halloween's come and gone. I was a unicorn.
Christmas has come and gone. It was nice. But I wasn't a unicorn.
I spent a good
So I definitely haven't been keeping my DA journal updated.... here are the last few important ones. Read from the top down plz.
"Since you've been gone
Well, I feel like I've been chewing on tinfoil
Since you've been gone
It's like I've got a great big mouthful of cod-liver oil
Well, I'm feeling like I stuck my hand inside a blender and turned it on
You know, I've been in a buttload of pain
Since you've been gone
(Since you've been gone)
I couldn't feel any worse if you dropped a two-ton bowling ball on my toes
(Since you've been gone)
It couldn't hurt any more if you shoved a red-hot cactus up my nose
Since you've been gone
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