23, Vegetarian, (insanely busy) Vet student pondering about love, life and dragons.
I didn't want today, So I took it and Threw it away. I didn't want to moan So I went and hid someplace alone, Wrapped up warm, Trapped at home, I didn't want today, So I took it And threw it away..
Time passes so quick- Every passing minute, Every tick, tick, tick - The days hurry past, In hours barely seen, Seconds fly fast - Where have they been.
[Going to be read by my mum at my Great Uncle Ken's funeral this Friday.
While not quite within this world, I lie back with fists tightly curled,. The blankets held tighter and fingers turning whiter,. I look past our realm of light and travel seamlessly into night,.
Hot tears. On a. cold face. Left to. run down. That narrow. place. The wind howls. And. Darkness. Scowls. The whistling. Emptiness. Of orange. glittering. Reflections. On wet ground. Now so wet.
#opussweeklychallenge #valentinesgift Such mystery within the minds and hearts of men, Hoping always to be captured by the ink and pen, With folded leather and a spirit tree here, Do not be afraid...
#opussweeklychallenge Me and you - Surely we'd have a clue. Just a few words to act as glue. Show my appreciation, I must, A little wink and ounce of trust, But what to write in this card.
#opussweeklychallenge On Valentine's Eve, The hearts tickle out, Into the streets and up into the sky, Filled with hope and a quiet shout, If love is the answer then why - Be alone, if love holds...
"I have pondered life," said a cricket to a frog, "and reached a rather unusual conclusion." The frog, bemused by his talking dinner, merely blinked for a moment before the cricket continued.
We have the same conversation, Just circling around, About me looking up, While you stare down, It seems a lot about nothing, A fuss I create from thin air, But you say the same things, It's like...
"It's hard to value a man with no self-worth." - Me.
So, I'm at 700, It's been quite the ride, Being part of opuss - I'm really full of pride, Thank you for reading, My unsaid words, I think it's best now, I return to the birds.
#bestofopuss - personal favourite Like gems of every colour they shine in flickering candlelight.
#bestofopuss Everyone says they are a FREAK, That they are ODD, ...
. . . Do I have a Soul. Does it fill a hOle. Inside me and yoU, Helping in alL we do. Making me... Me. And does it need Another To be... whole. To join as one, in lovE...
Lost on the waves,. Pondering its death,. There is a heart -. Adrift in the depths,. Wondering at its place,. When we are apart,. And I forget your face,. Overshadowed by dark,.
I lie naked next to Time, His fingers gently entwined with mine, I kiss his chest softly, "You must want me awfully," He chuckles, as I mumble sweetly, Of how I love him so completely, I treasure...
My legs are tied in Chains, As tears fall in my Hands... ... I'm lost so far Away, In some forgotten Lands, Shrunk so small, a Little me, Lost where none can rEally see...
This year your heart will heal, you continue to learn and grow as a person and continue to edge closer to the freedom you crave.
. ________ / Rest \ / your head, \ | Sleep in peace, | |Now rid of pain,| | A life now | | ceased.
To me, in the mirror, I look just fine, But the scales; How they like to whine, Too much Xmas - Was it the mince pies.
We tremble, And fall, D r i f t d o w n wards, Feel small, RISE up again, Dance In the rain, Before Plunging In Dark, Unholy, Unrestful, Sleep...
I threw a bottle in the sea,. Inside; a tiny piece of me,. Set adrift on a falling tide,. Left to waters vast and wide,. A small slither of my soul,. To leave me with a tiny hole,.
What do the reindeer do, After Xmas and the hullaballu - Do they eat well and work out, Or binge, drink, sing and shout. Does Santa give them a break, Bake them a New Year's carrot cake.
Just two weeks more, my sweet,. Then our hands and lips will meet,. Actions born from words unsaid;. The whispers wrote whilst in bed,. Curled with the duvet, encased,. Imagining your sweet embrace -.
A bumpy road still travels, Like a ball of yarn unravels, To snake across our hearts, From wherever we lie apart, Like a kitten I toss it in the air, And think of words to say I care, While miles...
Will you picture this, blank-canvas style, will you give me a moment - it'll only take a while... A journey to a far off land, come, here, child - let me take your hand.
To any of you that have read my mini 4 part series called "Choices in Love" I thought I should explain that it stems from a very real part of my life.
You've left marks on my heart, Like footprints or scars, Or just fresh wounds, From an invader from Mars, I wonder if they'll heal, Or transform into something new, Perhaps if we stick...
Part 4 - Winter "I've just had enough, I hate it..." His voice said softly behind his tears. It was all I could do to hold him, gently yet firmly against my chest.
Write me a poem,. Or write me a song,. I don't care if it's short,. Or massive and long,. I just need words,. With rhythm and rhyme,. I need a special piece,. Something to stop time,.
Part 3 - Autumn I was vaguely aware of the uncomfortable lumps in the ragged old hospital chair as I dozed in the late autumn sunshine.
I miss you with all my heart,. I'm sorry, my love,. to keep us apart,. To lay in your arms; drift into sleep,. This memory held close, I long to keep,. You understand, better than I,.
Nose bent in and eyes askew, I couldn't look, oh what to do.
Part 2 - Summer A glorious, almost malleable beam of yellow sunlight streamed through the gap in the bedroom curtains; making the drifting dust practicals look like dancing fairies in the dawn glow.
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Do not lay, Imprisoned, Alone, Do not lay, On this Cold, Hard, Stone, Do not lay, In bloodied fear, Do not lay, Without me, dear..
Part 1 - Spring It was a rare, crisp spring day where the sun shone as if it had just been born and the clouds parted for the blue sky in celebration of its arrival.
Don't lose sight of what's right, or what basks in a warm-red light, A heart un-gagged, a soul un-masked, New, trembling body, with what is asked, A strength found deep, never lost, Even in sleep, A...
Left in the dark, the dungeons of old, The tormented beasts of stories untold, ...The screams and the cries, ...the howls and goodbyes, The darkness that is not empty, Where fears...
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If there is a God,. Let me pray,. If there is magic,. Let it stay,. If there are stars,. To wish upon,. Turn this ugly. Into a swan,. If there is a God,. Let him hear me,. If there is magic,.
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Love = Attraction + (Experience x Time) / (Assets - Annoying Habits) If life were like maths, Just a bunch of tasks, Do you think an equation, Could make up a nation.
No essence of doubt,. Nor trembling fear,. I just lean in closer,. A whisper in your ear,. My warm breath,. Tickling your skin,. And that same scent,. Of our lovers sins,. Pink, moist lips move,.
A warm coffee in my hands and a head full of plans, As I sit here and learn, with books most would burn, One I can barely lift, that makes me a bit miffed, So much to do, so much to say, yet so few...
#rant The tasteless food and unhappy mood, the grumpy isolation and lack of interrogation. A world on crack, where leaders need a 'whack' but there is no light, only the dark of night.
In this winter's hearth,. You are a broken flame,. The captured beast,. Willing and ready to tame,. Held back by brick,. Imprisoned in bliss,. Hungry for the ice,. And my winter's kiss,.
. I won't forget, Nor hide my tears; I will reme mber.
I sit in the memory of Tom, Watching bagpipes and drums, I hear his voice above the crowd, Shooing off a wayward cloud, I remember for him, Sitting in the silent din, Imagining as bombs rained...
I miss the arms you hold me with, The lips that lay that tender kiss, The hands that pull me close, near, The words that erase my fear, I miss you, the cheeky wink and grin, I miss stroking that...
This road is smooth, So I'll make a bump - Slow down the speed, Let the Tarmac crack and grow with weeds, This road is smooth, So perhaps take heed, I make my potholes, I drink the n.e.e.d.....
#opussweeklychallenge My heart is unyielding. It pounds under my skin and I have no want to stop it. My heart was meant to LIVE.
Head - pounding, Drums - sounding, Heart - breaking, Soul - awakening... Thee are for thy waste. Belittled with impending haste. Who hath done this torture of the mind.
The falling of bricks and stones, To lay on the ground as bones, From the shell of old, the new arrives, The cold passing of time not a surprise...
It is ice... Yet liquid. Chilled, frozen hard but flowing, caressing my every vein and every artery. Directing my every crimson muscle in to a motionless hibernation. Pale blue with streaks of silver.
I know there are lots of animal lovers out there so hear my little plug for you to all watch 'Rolf's Animal Clinic' - IT'S AT MY VET SCHOOL.
#halloweenparty Turn to face me, The whispers in the trees. Turn to face me.
A mass of congealed, black monster struggles and squeezes through aching veins. A purge of slime sweeping up everything in its path and adding it to its bulk.
Drops from my eyes, Falling like rain, It's all I can do... To cry for your pain, The wishing is done, But neither side has won, Hold on to me, tight... 'Cause I want to make it right..
A sigh... a simple breath, falling from moistened lips, Tumbling, a gentle wave, Over chest and hips, I sigh... with hands enclasped, A gentle feeling, I hope does last..
At the corner of your eye, The beasts stalk the night, A running army so fast, But freeze in the light, Silent as a mouse or moth, With a cloak dark and black, Hiding in every corner, Just waiting...
There is a wooden door,. Sat at the back of my mind,. Where everything is possible,. Only just hidden behind,. The oak is tough,. The corner dark,. But me and this door,. Shall never part,.
I only care for the 'now', Not the past, future, when or how, I don't fall easily, I make no vows, So to these 'ifs' I raise my eyebrow..
You. Him. Her. Me. Everyone the same. Everyone searching, Crawling through this game, The soiled words of life, Told over and over again, OVERUSE IS FRACTURE. Now there is no meaning left. You. Him.
It was all there, Within my grasp, For a moment or two, I thought it'd last, But pancakes... They're better dead, Rather than enjoyed, From the other side of my head..
I keep a sliver of my silver soul,. Alive and hidden for when I'm old,. To rest away from prying eyes,. The hypocrites, and their lies,. To keep the silver free and light,.
I am not old and weary, With eyes heavy from scenes retold, Remembering the rain, Where new stories began to be told, I had whispered then, And will again, My soul and I will never grow old..
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Some things in life seem so repetitive,. Like the. TAP TAP TAP. In my head;. it's starting to feel negative,. Some things in life seem so repetitive,. Like the. TAP TAP TAP.
Of the many tender, gentle hearts that walk this earth there is one tenderer and gentler than all others.
When your eyelids grow heavy, And the dark closes in, The dream-maker will come, To trace your every sin, He has no cloak of night, No staff or curved knife, The owls do not cover him, As hands grasp...
I am a forgotten flower, Blooming for the bees, One day to be plucked, By a man down on his knees..
I am a forgotten flower, Blooming for the bees, One day to be plucked, By a man down on his knees..
Red feathered wings spread out in an arc as I tumble and fall in the endless dark, Through clouds and heavenly crowds of white angels standing proud, Where I had dared to speak among the scared - To...
Asking personal questions is always a bit risky. You are, after all, venturing out of the safe realms of small talk into sensitive topics you can only share with someone you trust significantly.
Can I just fall away to drift,. From an ancient crystal cliff,. Where above the sky is alight,. Giant red-orange burning bright,. The sunset of forgotten moons,. Hearts and lovers tired old swoons,.
Come to me tonight, hold me in your arms, close and warm and tight. Whisper away all the worries that harm, for if you come, everything will be all right..
Demons hunt and demons prowl, Jumping about, frightening an owl, The dark cloaks their eyes, But that is not their demise, For the night is fuel to drink, Its navy swirling shadows of ink, The curl...
Lonely in the midst of faces, A moving, dynamic crowd, Surrounded by talk and chatter, Some looking sad, some proud, Walking, side by side - connecting.
There was a little boy,. Who fell from the sky,. And all anyone would do,. Was keep asking "why?". The boy didn't have a plane,. This boy didn't have wings,. He was up in the sky,.
The eternal wintery turmoil of a divided soul stirs to reposition itself beside the fireplace that is a heart.
My feet are bare,. Naked on the sand,. Beside me you walk,. Hand resting in hand,. Golden waves on the land,. Where the grains trickle down,. Walking onwards, forwards,. Toes printing on the ground,.
I want to say "I love you", Because I feel it's almost true, Either beside me, or within me, It is glowing, Humming - quietly, I wonder if you see...
As night consumes, I miss you tonight, For if you were here, You'd chase away the fright..
Your scent in my hair, As if you are here, Holding me close, To place gentle kisses, Down my nose, Leaving you... What do I do.
Who am I to pin you down, Down, set fast on the ground, Pinned to a tree, or on my knee, Lost with the fairies and the bees, Who am I, to trust your soul, Dig deep inside me, fill an empty...
(@patdolan83) I saw it......it happened Right in front of my eyes But wait......it couldn't of happened My brains telling me a lie.
A spark flew -. From me to you,. Lingering in a kiss,. Travelling in static. Elec-tris-ity,. Perhaps given by,. The heart of the city,. Or nothing but. Our simple kiss,. Where electrons flew,.
Who was it that heard the word of the tiniest bird and heard what it spoke that was full of such love and life that it fell from above - who was it that heard this dove.
You fear the birds above in the sky, And the dog that runs on by, Are you scared Tell me, why, of even a mouse. As you run in back inside?.
Does it really matter that I could lie in your arms, day after day. Is it just me, or do we fit together in so many ways?.
Like gems of every colour they shine in flickering candlelight.
If you hurt, I hurt, Tears will stream from my soul, And if you fall, I tumble into a hole, Don't feel it alone, Share the pain, I already feel it, In every drop of rain, Turn them to crystal, A...
Nestled between the roots,. Earthy and dusted in soil,. Guarded on each side,. By tiny grey gargoyles,. The little wooden doors,. Coloured brown and green,. They hide away so well,.
It's interesting to reflect on who you are. Especially as I'm a firm believer that we change a little, or a lot sometimes, every day.
Bottles and bottles, They line the walls, On a hook is a cloak, Eaten and mothballed, Little yellow eyes scowl, Over a hooked nose, Dressed all in black, Even her pantyhose, A mouse keeps its...
Bound and gagged,. Tied at the wrists,. Covered in boils,. And oozing cysts,. A heart, kidnapped,. Held in a trap,. Beating on one side,. A lonely handicap,. Found in the dark,.
The acceptance of. beautiful imperfection. and trust,. While my. heart is alive,. and dancing. Is a must,. A disjointed,. Mesmerising,. Flow of emotion,. Just like water,. And her many faces,.
You don't need a brain, Just throw it away, You don't need to run, I'll find you anyway, Give me your bones, To hang up on the wall, And make pretty things, You better be appalled, I think I'll...