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“Gwen Stacy”- Inspired by her intriguing character in the comics of Marvel’s Spiderman.

She’s the dead Gwen Stacy.

Just as her youthful self always whispered to her

of her future.

Apprehension stemmed

from her heart’s vast knowledge,

insight to which her congested mind 

couldn’t comprehend.

 

And so she was hesitant,

tortured

and was hopelessly in love

with the vision of romance

that she so felt undeserving of.

 

She clung to that frail piece of Rope

the one that failed to save her.

You see, she never needed salvation.

She merely possessed a longing to be loved 

by the one she was infatuated with.

Her personal symbol of security

 

The Rope snapped

and so did she.

Her body in the literal sense

And her soul in theory.

 

She may be a perished Gwen Stacy.

But that is not all she is.

For now her depth is as deep as the 

kind green eyes she once upon a time

reluctantly fell into.

Over a delerious decade ago.

 

 

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Posted by on May 13, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

In a Daze of a Unicorn

She’s trapped in an everlasting

bubble catered to her innocence

one that prevents her from

touching

stroking

embracing

it’s the one thing that keeps her distant

from society’s Normalities

 

She longs to hold on to you

though the trembling

and shaking has put a

doorstop in front of all her simple fantasies

 

She’s Untouched

held captive by her isolation

that dawn wishes to breach

though Night is her only day

she so very much wishes to dwell in

 

she wonders why the disconnect

the indifference

the numbness

prevails when her soul feels

any ounce of gratitude

showed by those who admire her

 

Perhaps she doesn’t feel worthy

for Unhappily-Ever-Afters

are all too familiar to her.

These peculiar ideas of

contentment 

complacency

or that term her peers speak of

‘’Happiness’’

is as much Fantasy in her eyes

as the unicorn that is residing

in the Attic above her haunted bedroom

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Posted by on March 4, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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He Who Sheds Light

she asks me why my lips are in motion

yet no sound is heard

I told her it’s just a notion

that what she hears

or lack there of

and what He listens to are

of identical reverberations

 

that the walls I built

and that the walls she sees

are for only Him to glide over

while she must dig

to find answers to questions

queries of age old

misconceptions that

I was never that innocent

 

and while I stood there

feet width apart

caressing those tear stained pages

the ones that our ancestors shed

crimson salty droplets on

I realized it was and never will be in vain

 

these thoughts that consume me

are of nothing but Him in that moment

when everything is faded

and then His presences is the only

sensation that I experience

 

she may still be digging

wondering if I still zone in

or if my outward appearance

and actions

mirror anything of what

my soul’s desire of connection

is

 

And then I realize

I’m okay

I’m alright

bless be He

who sheds light

during the darkest of nightImage

 
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Posted by on August 20, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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Welded in a Frozen Frame of Mind

Why is it

during those vast and endless rays

of hope

your absence is prevalent

as if you had never existed

 

and when the tides shift

and my emotions turn morose

and bitter

I can almost feel your presence

lingering

juxtaposition

my cold and trembling body

as your hand caresses my

bloodstained shirt

and you whisper into my empty

and aching ear that indeed

you are ”here now”

 

yet at that moment I feel warmth

as if we would somehow

be welded together

in this position forever

until those cycling rays will have come to a hault

and from the darkness you will have disappeared

evaporated

 

crimson tears will have not been shed

you were just a dream

my most beautiful

and almost tangible

nightmare

one that I will hold onto

for safe keeping

with me

foreverImage

 
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Posted by on June 8, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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Until Kingdom Come

tranquility

words eminating

from sandy shells

it’s not music you say

just noise drowned out

by vultures and gulls

on an enormous rock
she sits
staring into space
only the stars she cannot
see

the melody is heard
as she gracefully
sways to the calming
chimes
the ones she has heard many times
before

”rescue me”
she whispers
the chopper hovers over her
though by no surprise
she refuses
to lift her delicate
face

it’s too late
all is sealed
in a time capsule
only to be reopened
in kingdom come

 
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Posted by on February 27, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

Bullet Paced and Teary Faced

There she sits

in an empty lounge

of the dark ward

thick tears

hitting the ground

bullet paced

 

muffled sniffles

she keeps her hope hidden

buried

so that sanity

appears to be in tact

 

oh serenity

where have you been

she questions fate

it’s been a while

 

calamity has been her only peer

illness was her weakness

she could never let go

from those thoughts of desire

 

and so she whispers

in her broken french

je t’aime mon amant presque

all is quiet

but nothing forgotten

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Posted by on December 11, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

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An Uneasy Disclosure-dedicated to my grandmother

Pictures resurfacing

an unease in disclosure

black and white

teared and attached

together

 

shaking and weeping

sobs echoing

reverberating

through glass windows

as she sat there

sprawled and scattered

 

what will become

of all these distant memories?

hollowed and tainted

damaged and frail

 

she is now squinting

puffy green eyes

now glowing with humor

there her grandma is

underneath the plastic protective cover

dressed like royalty

wearing a tender grin

 

and she knew

once upon a time long ago

these memories

defined wholesomeness

now stored as antiquity

for all to gaze at.

 
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Posted by on November 23, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

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“Sweet Sacrifice”- dedicated to one of the best bunnies that I’ve encountered “Bowtie” RIP

Her delicate hand is inflicted
With a malicious curse
One that draws lives empty
Of those closest to her heart

One dainty touch
One innocent and naive
Being
Longs for her  feminine
Stroke

Unable to take pleasure
In life’s most joyous events
She removes herself from society
Locking all those emotions
Away from ones
She holds dear to her

One moment passed
One thought of regret
Her heart beats fast
She stares down at those
G-d forsaken ten boney
Vessels of death

She’s ready
The palpitations are too much to bare
She lifts her now shaking hand
Places it on her throbbing chest
She concentrates on the words
“He said not to touch the forbidden fruit”
Her body collapses
On to the old and rusty wooden floor
The one where the start of this tragedy
Commenced, began, struck
And now Ended.

 
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Posted by on October 5, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

An Ocean of Dull Encounters

Its sailing away from me
drifting into the sea of life
where fish and mermaids
ponder their fate
and as the ravenous sharks
swim to seek them out

what once was thought to
be belonged to me
now is untangled
from the many ropes
that gripped onto
its stubborn build

it never wished to be here
in the place where strange love
is prevalent
no more will the ship
encounter such a fate
it leaves off on to its journey
where it wishes to experience
a more stimulating adventure

will it ever return
to the shore in where I reside?
I most certainly hope not
for whatever care I put into it
was disregarded
almost as if my efforts
were invisible

so long Voyager
best wishes for a smooth journey
to where dull encounters are in your favor

 
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Posted by on September 27, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

”Unsealed with a Rightious Kiss”-inspired by last night’s dream

I’m thinking of a kiss

an unattainable one

your lips meet mine

through waves of energy

oh, how I wish

for even that one peck

pressed against my blushing cheek

I could have had it all

all I wanted was you though

to have

and to hold

from that day forward

I dreamed of you last night

you cried my name

I awoke with tears

flowing down

my pale face

I know why we parted

you pulled the trigger

to my fantasy life

the world that sets mine apart

from normalcy

we certainly cannot be

living together

in harmony

for what dwells beneath my surface

is a stormy soul

one that feeds off of the chase

where you failed to catch me

in my last regression

my warm lips remain untouched

they were waiting for yours

to meet them for the first time

yes, my pure kiss can exist

but you?

only in theory

 
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Posted by on September 14, 2012 in Uncategorized

 
 
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