A special world for wewe and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.
If I could have just One Wish
If I could have just one wish,
I would wish to wake up everyday
to the sound of your breath on my neck,
the warmth of your lips on my cheek,
the touch of your fingers on my skin,
and the feel of your moyo beating with mine...
Knowing that I could never find that feeling
with anyone other than you.
Love
He longs to just just wring her neck, to make her stop breathing. His hands form a fist, wishing her neck was there. He watches her without a care in the world. uigizaji stupid and ignorant. He wants the satisfaction that only her death will bring. He imagines her dead and laughs insanely. His phyco smile matches his insane personality.
They don't know anything. She's alone. All on her own. She hates that she suffers alone. She wants them suffer, to hear their screams of pain. But like everything else, it's useles. She can't do anything about it. She's alone to cry, scream, and moan. No one to comfort au hold her. She sucks it up and faces the world. Alone.
They don't know anything. She's alone. All on her own. She hates that she suffers alone. She wants them suffer, to hear their screams of pain. But like everything else, it's useles. She can't do anything about it. She's alone to cry, scream, and moan. No one to comfort au hold her. She sucks it up and faces the world. Alone.
when upendo dies
upendo is the cause of innocent cries,
As when upendo dies,
upendo becomes a lie,
The death of their love,
They mourn,
As their hearts are torn,
Broken hearts drift apart,
As they reminisce on the past,
Of the upendo they hoped would last,
Tears rot into the ground,
As they mourn what they had found;
A upendo that made them feel sound,
Their only hope if for their upendo to unfold,
As without eachother their hearts are cold,
Their only comfort; someone to hold,
Their hopes crushed,
for eachother they no longer lust,
As in eachother they no longer trust,
A thought keeping them awake;
For eachother, should they wait?
au is it already too late?
Can they ever find another,
au were they made for eachother?
Can they withstand not being together?
[ Because]
When upendo dies,
Everything turns to lies,
Because when upendo dies,
We fall apart inside
x
upendo is the cause of innocent cries,
As when upendo dies,
upendo becomes a lie,
The death of their love,
They mourn,
As their hearts are torn,
Broken hearts drift apart,
As they reminisce on the past,
Of the upendo they hoped would last,
Tears rot into the ground,
As they mourn what they had found;
A upendo that made them feel sound,
Their only hope if for their upendo to unfold,
As without eachother their hearts are cold,
Their only comfort; someone to hold,
Their hopes crushed,
for eachother they no longer lust,
As in eachother they no longer trust,
A thought keeping them awake;
For eachother, should they wait?
au is it already too late?
Can they ever find another,
au were they made for eachother?
Can they withstand not being together?
[ Because]
When upendo dies,
Everything turns to lies,
Because when upendo dies,
We fall apart inside
x
I tried to reach out and touch her but I couldn’t move, and I had lied in my last breath to her, though she stood right in front of me, the tremolo in her voice chiming symphonies of desperation, and all that I wanted to tell her was that I missed her so much that I would do anything she asked if she would just let me hold her, in a completely platonic way because I know she doesn’t upendo me back, but so I could just smell her hair and feel her body against mine and pretend for just a moment that she was my whole world and that world would never come crashing down around me because...
Silent shadows in the dead of night.
Ghostly girls whisper "everything's alright."
Dark and lonely in the space provided,
Gets the little boys exited.
The screech of the staircase as each boy took a step, Awaken the parents of the girls whom are kept.
The boys have shivers down there spine,
Seems like the girls lied when they alisema everything was fine.
The boys run fast away, sadly only one shall stay.
The whistle blew and time came few, so who shall it be? Sadly the boys wished the ghostly girls they couldn't see.
Down through the halls they giggled with glee, for they had a new toy that was as precious as me.
Ghostly girls whisper "everything's alright."
Dark and lonely in the space provided,
Gets the little boys exited.
The screech of the staircase as each boy took a step, Awaken the parents of the girls whom are kept.
The boys have shivers down there spine,
Seems like the girls lied when they alisema everything was fine.
The boys run fast away, sadly only one shall stay.
The whistle blew and time came few, so who shall it be? Sadly the boys wished the ghostly girls they couldn't see.
Down through the halls they giggled with glee, for they had a new toy that was as precious as me.
Celluoid ghost from Hollywood's past
Forever haunt me on my televisheni screen
Trapped on video to act out their roles
For all eternity
Judy Garland is in Oz
While Errol Flynn is in Sherwood Forest
The Marx Brothers spend a night at the opera
And a siku at the races
Humphrey Bogart fights crime
While James Cagney leads a life of crime
I beleive The Kinks were right
when they said
Celluoid Heroes never die
Because they are here with us forever
On our televison screens
Note: This poem was inspired kwa the song
"Celluoid Heroes" kwa The Kinks
Forever haunt me on my televisheni screen
Trapped on video to act out their roles
For all eternity
Judy Garland is in Oz
While Errol Flynn is in Sherwood Forest
The Marx Brothers spend a night at the opera
And a siku at the races
Humphrey Bogart fights crime
While James Cagney leads a life of crime
I beleive The Kinks were right
when they said
Celluoid Heroes never die
Because they are here with us forever
On our televison screens
Note: This poem was inspired kwa the song
"Celluoid Heroes" kwa The Kinks
i open my eyes
invisible
a loner in a dark abyss
surrounded kwa endless oxygen
my only friend.
during siku im average
alone im nothing but my own enemy.
Everyone thinks im so funny
never serious
use to be alone. shy
dont like this feeling.
empty completely
no emotions consume me.
just the dark shell surrounding me.
i want to break through it
but it hardens as i make the gesture
my mind is blank
never thought id be perfect
never thought id be in a dark abyss.
i want to find a friend that wont decieve me
all i want is a best friend. . .
invisible
a loner in a dark abyss
surrounded kwa endless oxygen
my only friend.
during siku im average
alone im nothing but my own enemy.
Everyone thinks im so funny
never serious
use to be alone. shy
dont like this feeling.
empty completely
no emotions consume me.
just the dark shell surrounding me.
i want to break through it
but it hardens as i make the gesture
my mind is blank
never thought id be perfect
never thought id be in a dark abyss.
i want to find a friend that wont decieve me
all i want is a best friend. . .
