Dreamland

Oh dearest king Leon, off lost in his head.
Adrift in a dreamland awake in his bed
the strangest of subjects, he dreams of great tales
of flying through treetops upon twisted gales
direction not chosen, irregular juts
swooping and swerving and landing in ruts
lost of all senses and wandering forests
he shrinks to the ground and lays down upon it
delving in further, he reaches in deep
finding quiet and love hes intending to keep
for no greater value is a break from the crown
then to lay in a forest as rain buckets down
his crown weighs him heavy, of silver and gold
but such feelings are something he'd rather with-hold
away from the busy demands and the pressure
a day to be normal can make it all better
but awakened he is now, from dreams and from magic
returned to his day-job of pressure and panic
but return he will to his fantasy dreamland
where all is as wished, spontaneous and unplanned.

Let

A final breath, the last thing hits
A gasp of air, a final fit
To pouring tears, from angry tones
My mind is scattered, lost a home
The spinning arrow finally rests
But the mark remains upon my chest
The final words, to let me go
But why today to let me know
The day is clear, the skies are blue
Now blue is all my heart sees too
It soon will pass, I know this much
But I still wish I could feel your touch
I needed you, you helped me live
You scarcely took and loved to give
You loved me always, held me dear
Today you swept my heart with fear
But I understand, I do know why
But none the less, tears, I do cry
I loved you then, I love you now
You let me go to help me down
If you love somebody, you set them free
That’s why you’re doing it to me
But you taught me love and gave me home
I’ll forget you not, in my heart you’re sewn

Still

The stillness, it is chilling, my eyes begin to droop,
I'm pushing down the feelings that will keep me in a loop.
The water runs together, the ends will always meet,
But it's different when it's rolling from my eyes down to my feet.
Your arms are warm and open, your heart is made of gold,
When you are not around with me the world can seem so cold.
I wish that you were with me now, I wish that you were here,
To hold me safe and keep me sane and wipe away the tears.
I don't know where you are now, if you're happy, if you're safe,
I don't even know if you're still walking in this plane,
But I do know that I love you, I know I always will,
And in all my foolish, cruel mistakes, my heart is with you still..

Love

Let all your worries just wither away
Embrace the freedoms we get everyday
Stop looking so hard at things that are not now
For all that we need is here on the prowl
Quiet your mind and embrace every moment
For love is here. Let the world know it
The past is just daunting, it haunts me to look
And the future will happen, it'll be it's own book
But we need not dwell, and we need not predict
We need not judge ourselves or those that don't fit
For the "I am not sufficient as I am"
Is purely a fear and myth and a scam
Let us silence our minds and be free once again
Without needing to run or pretend
Sensations we're given, they're there to be felt
But when it leaves on its own accord that's all that is dealt
We can continue to live and embrace every moment
The love's all around us, if only we'd know it.

Umbrella

It seems it’s planned for me to suffer and prone for me to hurt.
It seems that it is casual to throw me in the dirt.
It seems that in my hopefulness I once again could see,
That hope is just a fairytale. Never meant for me.
I’d like to think I could be happy, to smile every day,
But every time I turn around a frown is in my way.
The universe has planned this, all of it for me.
To pick me up and push me down. To try to make me see.
The world we’re in is crippling, it’s crushing down our souls.
It’s pushing us between things and tearing down our goals.
All this is so excessive. It’s so hard to accept.
When promises are trash talk and only lies are kept.
This is a never ending circle of painful burns and scars,
Where nothing more but meteors is falling from the stars.
May my frown be by umbrella. Preparing me for worse
And to help the coming rainstorm be a slightly weaker curse.

Ruins

Laying in the ruins of my own mistakes, Surrounded by the consequences of my own wrong doings, I feel like it would be only a pin to break my back.
I should be happy. I should appreciate everything I have.
I try to be happy, but happiness doesn't last.
Often it's happiness itself that is the pin to break our backs for it is what we have to leave at the door when we return home. If home is where the heart is, I don't wish to be here any longer. I do not wish to be shattered under the pressure of my own loses.
What will it take for us to remain content, for us to be able to survive the day without a feeling of failure, without the realisation that all we wish to be shall never sustain.
How is it that you can dream so sweet among the reminants of all you never wanted when every dream of mine is pain. My every ray of light, a tragedy, for it is the tragedy's that make me truely happy. It is only when I fall to my last thread that I can feel even the slightest bit better, that I can try to remember what happy is suposed to mean.
The single pin that can break a back is no more than the same pin we find in recovery.
The ruins, my only refuge and my broken home.

..Happiness is a vicious cycle, a final mistake..

Happiness

is both the Light,

And the Darkness.

Failure

The only failure we are ever involved in is one that we created on our own. The only things we succeed in are the things we try for. The only times we trip are when we aren’t paying attention, and its then that someone is there to catch your fall, when you just stop caring anymore. Just when you think the whole world has lost all meaning, that the entire universe could fold and it wouldn’t make a difference, someone comes along. Someone helps you and holds you and makes you feel better, and what is there then, but happiness that you can only hope will last. Never should a person cross the line of no return, for it is then that our lives truly change, it is then that we realise we made the mistake, it is then that we know we shouldn’t have done what was, and then that we learn that every mistake and failure is what makes us ourselves, and only then can we realise that this is why this stranger stepped in, this is why there was someone to help us up, to hold us, to make the days worthwhile, for we are nothing without mistakes.

Love

L etting
O ur hearts
V enture
E ver further

Love Game

11 August 2009

“Give me love, Give me love, Love me well and true
Come on baby, Love me back, Love like I love you
I want you now, right here with me, Hun I love you, can’t you see?
Come on babe don’t break my heart, it’s with me you should be”
It shall not happen this time; I will not play your games
I will not boost your ego, I won’t bring myself pain
For you are just a cruel man, a player and a prick
Your heart is nothing more than a big red hunk of brick
You do not understand me, you never even tried
But today I realised, today I did decide.
See me not tomorrow, do not ring my phone
Don’t come crawling back to me, don’t you whinge and moan
I’m done with you, I’m through with this, I’m making my own way
Freedom, Love and Happiness, in future, mine will stay.

A Thousand Words

10 August 2009

A thousand words
A single line
I loved you at that point in time
You hurt me then
I’m yours no more
It was in two, my heart, you tore
You saw me there
You watched me cry
You waited ‘til my eyes ran dry
You helped me up
You rubbed my back
But in your eyes compassion lacked
You sung to me
In words so sweet
Through all your lies this was your feat
But I saw through
Your passive lies
You watched as I broke through your ties
I found you then
I left you down
Your eyes locked on my empty frown
I spoke to you
In words so sweet
Returned to you my heart throb, deep
Remember me
Remember this
You nor your sweet words I’ll miss

Sweet Lover

10 August 2009

Her eyes, Decadant Jewels adorning the midnight sky,
Her hair, Glistening like a thousand water droplets under the light of the moon,
Her heart, Heaven itself, Tarnished only by the crueltys of man.
Never has she seen me as the man I wish to be.
Never shall she see me as her love, her joy and her meaning,
For I am nothing more than a solemn object, far from view.
Never seen, Never heard, Never loved as I love another yet forever infinate.
May the air she breathes be as pure and sweet as my love for her,
May her life be as lovely as a velvet red rose,
and may she someday feel for me as I have always felt for her.


Credit to Andrew for his inspiration~

Decide

9 August 2009

Kill me, save me, forever change my day
Hurt me, help me, wonder if I’ll stay
Push me, catch me, see how far I’ll fall
Rush me, stop me, see if I’ll go at all
Test me, Try me, Find out if I can
Hear me, Ignore me, Work out who I am
Keep me, Change me, Find out what you like
With me or against me, is it for love or strife

Soul Searching

In all my life I've never known a person such as me,
Looking for connections in the things that wander free.
Ever should I find someone so intricate as I,
Mistakes and faults and failures would simply float on by.
I'm looking for myself now, I'm trying to find my soul,
I need someone who understands to help me reach my goal.
I cannot see inside of me like I see through other's walls,
And when I reach the higher powers I don't seem to hear their calls.
They're muffled with my own thoughts, of who I think I'd be,
I need a new connection as it's only them who see.
My spirit is within me; Has been through every life.
A whole persona still retained through hardships and through strife.
I wish to know what she knows, I wish to know her name,
I wish to be completely her, To be one an the same.

Stars

25 June '09

Stars are the essence of all that ever was. The've been around since the begining of time, decorating all of space with colours and lights. Never are we withought such wonderful things as stars. From sunrise 'til sunset, dusk 'til dawn, we are blessed with the intense beauty of such luminous balls of fire. The stars provide us with light and warmth, without which we could not survive. Even our radiant moon relys on the stars for her light. Our closest star, the Sun, provides us with life.Without him we would never have come to exist. Should ever the Sun cease to exist, all that we know and love would wilt and die. We would have no plants for food, no warm water in which to play and bathe, all life as we know it would retreat to a vast nothings. Earth would wander all of space and the Ocean would freeze over, but at least, in our final moments, we can gaze upon the suns dear brothers, scattered across the night sky, and for once, experience true beauty.

Sleep

13 June '09

The bodies we inhabit have an insistent need for sleep,
the mind is never quiet though, the thoughts are simply deep.
All of that which happens, no matter on which plane,
consists of deeper meanings that are stored within our brains,
to access information you must let your body go,
dwell within your spirit and watch the secrets flow.
We have much hidden wisdom, from this life and the last,
and forever we shall retain all the thoughts from in the past,
Some more vivid than others, our memories are not lost,
but you must always remember that there's pain within the cost.

Theorising

13 June '09

a dream is

everything

it's collateral damage to intrusive light

and if you can read it it can tell you anything

a dream is an illusional advisory

it's like a goddess or a god

always ready to show you the right path

but dreams must never be taken litteraly

for life is all but litteral

and the great caverns of our minds are all but clear

each long hall leads to another and there's never a deadend to be found

nomatter how you may find yourself feeling stuck

every thought broadens the horizons

if you just open yourself to that which never ceases to exist

.

all of great wisdom is embedded within ourselves

in our spirits

capable of living and continuing from life to life

existance to existance

and shall forever be within us

time passes and events take place and the greatest of things are learnt in the darkest of hours

all of which has ever passed shall remain

every thought conjured has meaning

every tiny detail has a reason

and every living being has a purpose

where would we be if no one voted becuase "One vote never made a difference"

if no one made the effort to do things

to sponsor

to help those less fortunate

what kind of a world would we be in if we cared for none other then ourselves

neglegent of the world around us

all that would be is nothing that would matter

and all that was left no longer retains the intese beauty it held as a child

if no one cared for colour the world would be sad and dull

if no one felt the need to love another

none would live on

if each was satisfied as a lonely soul, no other would ever come into existance in thisworld

but we need others

we need other beings to talk to and rely on

to help us and trade with us

and we need comunication

we thrive for things beyond ourselves

but those who do not see this clearly take only greed upon themselves

all chaos is created when too many greedy people are strung upon something that is too selfish

and all those who chose to serve them have fallen into the pit of wrath

but every event holds its meaning, does it not?

and every detail has a reason

it is unfortunate, though, that so many catastrophes can result from one small mistake

that of all the good that has come, the harsh side still rules

Darkness is astonishing

it resides not in a persons soul

as in the mind of the being

for a soul learns and prevails and returns to its former beauty

but a persons wants overcome them so wholely that none other is given a care

but the darkness of the night

when the sun is too far to see

is one of the most beautiful things one could ever lay eyes on

.

How do we know we exist

how do we know that all that is around us is not real

but thinking about it

allows us to realise that even is the physical, all the world that is around us, even is all such is not real

we are

for if we were not we would be unable to think

we would not be able to contemplate such things if it were not as such

.

Images..

I always want to know how it is a blind man thinks

is it all words or can he form pictures

for he can touch and feel and think in ways we do not

he is open to things we will never come to terms with

he sees more than we could ever see

but does he see images..

does he see the brail on the page

or the texture of the surface

.

living beings they are

pests as people see them

we kill them without a second thought

for they are smply 'pests'

their brains are 'not as big as our own'

they 'dont know the difference'

but whos to say that all they think and posses is any less than ours

more traditional they are

but that does not give us right to take them for our own greed

it gives us not right to simply take what is theirs because they are searching for that of their own

it is simply a power struggle

we want all that is ours to be ours only

but all we have never truely belonged to us anyway

nothing we have is truely our own

everything should be returned to mother earth

but not in forms of plastic and aluminium

one aluminion can takes 80 - 100 years to decompose

a century for that one can of soft drink to be returned

Red

10 June '09

Hide me from the light of day,
Never let me get away,
Tie me down so I don't stray,
Don't help to keep my heart at bay.
Lock me up, a floor of dirt,
Push me over, see me hurt,
Watch as my feelings convert
And see my mind on red alert.
Stand up tall and run my life,
Take the love and make it strife,
Find my friends and make them fight,
Kill me in the dead of night.

Rain

10 June '09

I love the way the rain falls.
How every little droplet that falls from the heavens create pools upon the ground. No matter the impact, the droplets run together to return to their former grouping.
Fresh, Untainted rain water. It reveals to us that although the ground beneath our feet is far from perfection, a smooth surface can be created in every ditch and every valley.
As the rain continues to fall, the ripples in the reflection of the world we live in shows us that life is not perfect, it wavers in unpredictable patterns, indistinguishable upon the waters surface.
Such a beautiful sight if that of which the rain creates.
Uncountable forms,
An Endless cycle,
An Eternity of beauty.

Running Together,
Always.

Want, Need

9 June '09

I need some love, I need some praise
to try get me through this phase,
I need a listener and a friend
to hear me til the very end,
I want a hug, I want some care
Erase my tears, erase the fear,
I need a little ray of light
to make it all just feel alright,
pick me up from where I fell
take me in and nurse me well
to make me smile, to make me laugh,
you'd truely be my other half.

Light

6 June '09

Such potential, such beauty, such a kind caring soul,
Such an amazing person, so why's the end you're goal?
Such a complex mind frame, such a limited sight,
How is it that through the day you're living in the night?
There's light the swirls around you, yet dark is all you know,
The brilliance inside of you is something you should show,
I know that clouds are looming but the sun will always shine,
The rays that pierce the darkness will get stronger with time.
I know it's hard to see them, I windows blocked,
but there is light beyond the wall and you know, the door's not locked.
That which seeps under the door, that pushes through the cracks,
See it, take it, love it, it'll help to bring you back
For every little tiny thing, for every tiny bit of light
is part of the bigger picture, it's this, for which, we fight...

Please

2 June '09

What am i suposed to do when even your smile hurts
Where am I suposed to go when I need somewhere to turn
How am i suposed to go on when I can't have you around
How are you gonna help me to see and to learn
How can i hold it together when you're what stops me falling apart
How am I suposed to see now that you've left me in the dark
I don't know how to do it, I don't know how to stay
I don't know how to go on without you to light the way
How can i be so pathetic, how can i be so sad
That when you're not around me it completely drives me mad
Please, please catch me, let me fall into your arms
Please captivate me with your smiles and your charms
Please brainwash me, take the pain away,
Please, please help me, help me through the day..

Change

25 May 2009

All I've ever done is listened, understood and helped.
Always I've told people to simply "Be yourself" and not to worry about what the rest of the world thinks.
I help others, to help myself, or, that's what I believed.
I am She Who Does Not Take Her Own Advice, one of the many who do not practise as they preach, and I realise now that who I am with the people surrounding me and who I am inside do not co-exist.
When I look at myself now, I know who I am. I have come far to know this much, but something was never right, something I always knew was false, and now I see.
Now I know, that it's time to stop being who everyone wants me to be, and to start being Me, whole and true, as nothing other than who I am.
The time for change, has come.

Potato Spud

20 May '09 -Yes, I know, I was bored ^^; -

Potato spud, potato spud, mashed though you may seem,

When I look upon your eyes I see you have a dream,

Potato spud, potato spud, alone you are not,

So just be sure you never jump into the cooking pot,

Potato spud, potato spud, cold as you may feel,

Know that the coldness isn't what is real.

If seeing is believing, and you cannot be shown,

Then nothing is believeable and nothing can be known,

Potato spud, though eyes you have, you know you'll never see,

So just be happy knowing that someday I'll set you free.

Small words

19 May '09

Small words, Long nights,
Nightmares, Big frights,
Mazes, Crumbling walls,
Steep cliffs, Big falls.
New moon, Darkfall,
No land marks at all.
Three words, Great shock,
Cruel people, Verbal mock.
One man, One mind,
Everything that's locked inside,
Short glace, Nothing much?
Topics that still sting to touch,
Still here, With you,
Words you know that won't get through.
Huge mansion, Crushed now,
Hodlams still prowl,
New ways, Bigger bites,
Less daylight, Longer nights.
One big, huge house,
Must be quiet as a mouse.
Broken things, Locked up rooms,
Inpenetrated by the moon.
Small hints, Big gaps,
Falling into hidden traps,
Huge forts just to hide
All the things we hold inside.

Soft hand, Light of touch,

Speak little, Listen much,
Short looks, Small hints,
Watch for all the minor glints.
Only those who chase the spark
Can help to pull us from the dark,
Find them and help them to see
All of which you need set free.
It's one person, One dance,
Be sure to take that single chance...

To understand

18 May '09

What is it you see when you stare into the rain,
Who is it you trust when you look deep into people's eyes,
Why is it, that when it all comes down to it, no two people can see things quite the same way?
How is it, that when I talk to a person, I understand things that never came up and see the things that never crossed your mind?
How is it so many people only see what is 'obvious' and not make the connections?
Why is it that I work so differently from the rest of the world..
I look into a persons eyes, and I see basics, I talk to a person, and I figure out things that most people could never have pulled from the conversations, but I look into my eyes, and I see nothing, as if there's nothing there for me to see. I am a vampire, invisible in the mirror..
I don't understand how I am able to see so far into other people, past things nobody else bothers to notice, and still, have no way of seeing into myself.
Time comes now to turn my perspective inwards, and find who I am, but for that, I need you to help

Pandora

One woman, many gods, gifts of many forms,
Intelligence and beauty are things that she adorns,
One woman among many men, but still she is her own,
Until the day a box, recieved, had her mind overthrown.
Through all the heartfelt willpower she tried to look away,
And yet this gift, this box, was stuck in her head through the days.
Forbidden, she was, to open it, but determination swayed,
She lifted the lid and so set free the curses of today,
Greed and cruelty were released, amongst them many more,
And when she realised what she'd done she closed the box once more.
But one was stuck within the box, "Please let me out," she called,
"I can help you, set me free," but Pandora just stalled.
To look upon what she'd unleashed, she doubted what remained,
But again temptation won, she lifted the lid again.
A creature so serene stared back, so peaceful and so calm,
Eyes like that of angels then aided in her charm,
"Hope is what they call me, and if you'd take my hand
"We can help stop the curses fully conquering the land.
"For those to whom are stronger than to give in to this plague
"Can turn here for assistance, their senses will regain."
We must know to be catious as such burdens roam the land,
But Hope will always be there, just make sure to take her hand.

May 15 '09

What makes us Cry?

April 25 2009

What is it that makes us cry,
What is it, that fills our eyes with tears,
How is it, that such 'small' 'insignificant' things can crush us the way they do,
How are we able to feel,
How are we able to smile,
How are we able to love, when it does nothing but bring tears to our eyes,
You could tell me 'We're only human,' or give me information on the human body, But it solves nothing, it answers no questions, it doesn't explain the pheromones or the passion, or how such wonderful things amount only to the millions of tears that stream from our eyes.
Nothing would have been accomplished, Nothing would have changed, Because the age old questions shall forever remain, because the same, solemn, endless streams of tears shall continue to flow, always, and no science, no logic, and no statement, can ever, explain that.

Fall

April 11 '09

Fall into the deepest pit,

Of the lowest ocean,

Fall from the greatest height,

Where the atmosphere begins.

Fall from the worst of worlds,

Into the arms of the one who was always around,

Who you never gave a second glance,

Who tried so hard to catch your eye,

Who always will be there for you.

Fall, and be caught,

Lie in such sweet arms,

Look deep into such adoring eyes,

And see what you’ve never seen before.

Fall, and Love,

Eternally,

The way Love should be.

Lockdown

Possibly one of my best poems, certainly one of my favourites. Wrote 16 July '08

Put my heart on lockdown, throw away the key,
Take away my chances; don't let me be free,
Toss me in a dark room; make sure to lock the door,
Make sure that my life can't ever be what was before.
Tell me that you love me, tell me it's a lie,
Go ahead and break my heart; sit and watch me die.
See me in the window, looking at the rain?
Do you see inside of me, do you see the pain?
Have you ever felt it; that hurting deep inside?
Do you know the feelings of the things I try to hide?
You don't understand it, you won't ever know,
You will never hold inside the things I do not show,
So put my heart on lockdown, throw away the key,
Take away my chances, never set me free.

Unworthy

Just something I wrote 7th July '08 to kinda get this blog going

Clearly I'm not worth of that which should be shared,
It's clear to me now that you never even cared,
Free of will surely, Fair enough perhaps,
But still it plants me back in a time lapse.
Did you ever know it, did you understand,
That I am nothing simple, nor anything grand?
I am something distant, something so complex,
And just when you can reach it it becomes a shattered mess.
Never have I let someone in so deep,
Let them see into all the feelings that I keep,
But I thought you were different, a whole new board game,
Yet now I come to wonder if maybe you're the same...