50 Thousand Wallpapers Written 6/23/2012
Somedays I wake up and I just feel like I've been surrounded by 50 thousand wallpapers Slowly I try to tear pieces and pieces of wallpaper off just to see there's another layer laying there I don't...
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Somedays I wake up and I just feel like I've been surrounded by 50 thousand wallpapers Slowly I try to tear pieces and pieces of wallpaper off just to see there's another layer laying there I don't...
When you look up at the sky on a cloudless night, All you you see is black. But when your eyes adjust and you look closer, you see little specks of light. They're the stars.
I'm in muddy waters All is not clear Water of disillusion Will it cost me dear.
In crystallised dreams, sparkling seams, Holding them for a lifetime longing to be seen.
I am a bird who's broken a wing I wonder how the other birds sing I hear the whispers of the trees I see the strife of the bees I want to see the others sing I am a bird who's broken a wing I...
365 days in a year Some will be peaceful Some will be filled with fear 365 days in a year Some will be lonely Some you'll be holding someone dear 365 days in a year Loved ones will leave And new...
Reflect in the water, A wavery moon. Reach out and grab, It ripples all too soon. Shine on my pillow, A sliver of white. Look up for its base, It's gone out of sight. Look in the sky, A rising sun.
What are you, But - contradictory. Strong, yet still Invoking the delicate Memories of flowers. What are you, But - warm. Burnt and glowing Both at the same time The survivor and The creator of fire.
Give me just a Dollar, It's really all I need, I'd take it and I'd buy us all An everlasting seed How about a Pound. It's not that much to spare...
I have a name; I live it without a thought or care. You were given a name, The brand that left you not...or the same. From others. They called yur name and you knew what it felt.
There is something in the tree. Maybe if I climb up from the base, Into the sky, Oh I, oh I, I will find What I am looking for.
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Fade in Fade out If life was noise You'd be a whisper I'd be a shout.
Sunrise man Hey, sunrise man Your time will come To catch the stars Upon a new, bright light. Sunrise man Oh, sunrise man I know of your longing To see her again And you will, in the deep dark dark.
Just so you know, sometimes it's worthless to waste your time, but usually that time wasn't worth a thing. A bunny hops. That's what it does some times okay. The happiness eats away the pain.
#colourchallenge #purple We're all flowers in the garden of the world. Some of us daisies, happy and bright, People can be tulips, closed up tight, Some like 9 AMers waiting for the light.
The Man and the Lighthouse There once lived a man near the shore. Of what shore I know not or of what time he lived but his story lives on.
The rush of blood has faded to a drip, Formed icicles around my empty heart, On frozen tears my feet threaten to slip, Winter long and dark when we are apart.
Although It caught him off guard, he grew to Enjoy It's company as each day flew Past, rolling into weeks and months and years. Eventually he forgot all his fears.
Akin to a stream animated on rocks, Each syllable embraces its beat. It longs to ensnare each snapshot of imagination, By a clause, simplicity harmonizing impact.
Last night, November slipped away. She blew a kiss and said so long, but she just couldn't stay. Kind December moved in in her stead, With glistening eyes of ice.
Once, I beheld the spring-time trees and I Marvelled at their colours: greens, browns, purples - A festive trinity - adorned the leaves. The showers came and went while the trees grew.
Dark room, nothing but mere silence. I listen to the peaceful rain falling from the gloomy clouds, every little drop. It's soothing lullaby calms me down, puts me to sleep. It allows me to dream.
The fear of losing the one you love To predators of the night To those who care not of boundaries And prey upon unending light.