Selfless Rain8/03/09Selfless Rain
The rain does not care about being rain, Treating every surface just the same. It does not preoccupy itself with me, nor you. It does not sit and think, "What should I do?" It is simply - wet.
Wet to it's core, wet to it's edges, Wet through it's being, it is rain. Fall on tarmac I see puddles. Fall on grass I see growth. Fall on lake I see perfection. Fall on me, I see hope.
Love is a Worthy Foe...'Love is a worthy foe- Thou shalt not underestimate it'Love is a Worthy Foe...
Your featherdrop touch, I think it screams for reciprocity, As these moving pictures stir in you That which you do not fight, nor nurture. This personalised kaleidoscope that has only one eyepiece, Somehow, manages to slow down and, with me share, this solitary image taken in unified Bliss. And thus, I fall deeper into this
pensive state; In which I find no sieve to sort this thought. You smile and ask me my state of being, noticing my wandering, lazy eyes, which drift, and must be broken, &
Last OrdersAs you crossed enemy lines, the liberty bell was rung 3 times pronounced. Last orders were on every man’s lips, And were drunk down and followed by a blind, legless sheep, Confessing his love to the cavalry, Cursing his newfound freedom that he so dearly hoped you had used more wisely than he. In Purgatory he waits, Until the enemy sends you to a place not unlike home, but more like the place you fled from, to make a fresh start.Last Orders
Know What You're Living ForKnow What You’re Living ForKnow What You're Living For
No further modus operandi, no reason for being, No comprehension, no hearing, no seeing,
Uselessness has its price, and is priceless to those who know it. One call sell it; I suppose, and maybe at an auction it would sell simply for a
Second chance. Older chests are often best, one knows what there to find,
And never is such a strong word, I prefer to say a finite always;
One that comes from the sort of friend who you’d never think would leave your side,
But you know that the next time you turn your head, they’ll be gone in a whisper of, ‘I wonder ho
Procrastination, part 2
- Thank god at last a boy who writes poetry!
- I thought I had a good english but needed a dictionary to go through your writings, I feel so bad now!
- I really like you texts!
- I want to see you again!
So many "!". Please post new thing you wrote, I'm sure there are.
See you soon,
Take care,
Marianna.
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|~Catch Pixels of Time~|
So you watch me on DA and ignore me on FB?
Thanks for the watch, hope you liked my pictures...
I'm gonna read all this now... Did I mention I loved writing? Well now you know!
See you soon.
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|~Catch Pixels of Time~|
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What would the world think if I proclaimed my heart to it I wonder?
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I think that if we all just cooperate and collaberate, we can acheive a better yesterday.
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~eating all the kisses off the mistletoe~
its the deviant formerly known as ~lyrical-lil-one..now under the guise of ~harlequin-heart!
hope that you are well x x x
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