Life has an appetite for hopes and dreams... it devours them whole and regurgitates them in a stew of disappointments. Make yours indigestible my friend.
Everything you do to me,
I' ll do to you...
I will worship you,
Show you your worth.
Tell you everyday that we speak
'You're a gift'
Make you feel a burning passion.
Satisfying every need,
Every desire explored.
Only the hope, as I dive in blind
I'm holding you at my side.~E.M. Fraser
There will be moments in life when I will have to make choices , decisions and show strength as a woman. I would love to be as graceful n dignified in that as I have been all my life.....
Unnerving it might be but let me hold faith and hopefully as my knights in shining armor and let the autumn of my life shed old n dying leaves to give way to a new spring in my life.....
For that my love ,be there with me.
Hold my hand ,be me strength .
Don't make me feel alone and never leave my side. your love will make me complete and whole.
Is there a way out of this mind?
Does anyone hear me for god sake?
Echoes of my soul kept coming back in headaches. Would it get any better? Would it be a soother, writing this letter? Futile sublimation... I can eat all my defenses, I'll only vomit ghosts of depression.. They'll always lurk around, I know.. Wrenching a piece of light, making space for some darkness to grow. And the hole would only get wider, as I forget that I am my own voider. Can someone shut up this silence? I am worn and stale, I am an empty malevolence.
And dear ghost, can you eat some of my flesh along with my soul? No mirror, no scale could bide me at all. I am the self of a mauled unconscious.. And the malady of...
Its the reason i go to bed before it gets really dark, and the reason i get up before dawn.
Its why the prevailing winds are my favourite topic of conversation, and my wetsuit is my most consistent fashion statement.
Its the one thing i dont own, because IT OWNS ME, its the next wave, and its mine!
Surfing really has saved my life, these days its the one thing that keeps me sober and relatively sane, the healthiest addiction i have ever had.
By scary, I mean near death experiences.
There's nothing that puts your life into perspective like a scary or painful experience.
Frozen in fear, she stood still
as the floor crumbled beneath her
The sky above her growled fiercely
while pieces came crashing down
Her world was falling apart
and all she could do was watch in disbelief
Loved ones gathered, their forces strong
But their efforts failed quickly
For she had built her walls too high
The times when our relationship is hard
The times when we don't even know what we are doing
The times when either of us isn't well and either of us isn't there to look after
The times when distance isn't just a word between us but something that became us
The times when the word 'busy' strikes
The times when the word 'all at home' acknowledges
The times when 'missing you' becomes more important than 'I love you'
Are the times when you become vulnerable
Are the times when you want someone to listen
Are times when you tend to make wrong decisions
Are times when you get weaker
Are times when you start falling apart
But trust me....
In the end....everything will pay off
'Coz love is worth...
'There goes the Queen'
"Stars, oh stars are you shining for me?"
She wondered as she sat at the portico of uncertainty,
So profound and poignant, "Are you speaking to me?"
Beneath the pale sky, as it enveloped her sovereignty.
"I have done much, far from what lighthouses can see,
Done much as outstretched as the sun beams can be"
Birds lamented, leaves froze as the wind of hope seemed dormant
"I can, I will, it's just a matter of time, you see?"
She managed to snuggle in her own world,
So whimsical, so striking she could possibly respite,
"I've witnessed the tenebrosity, the gloom, the inexplicable boon,
But I stand here unfettered, the nightmares will be long gone, so soon."
So she arose...
She decides to stay. The other guy, who desires her asks himself why? He wonders all day and all night, trying to find answers, only to find what memories he has left about what he thinks is fading away. He hopes everything works out for the best, but the best may not be what he had hoped.
In deference to a close friend:
Why do many still believe in God? We are social beings who have biologically evolved past individual survival and subsistence. We long for the capacity to effect positive change on those around us. Capitalist society does not encourage this and we feel helpless. God therefore is our answer - he/she will do what, currently, we feel we cannot.
God is who we feel we have the potential to become, but as yet cannot.
The debate that Sam Harris, Michael, Jean and Deepak Chopra had should not have been "Does God have a future?" but "Why does archaic belief in God still exist in modern society?" (though the term archaic hints at negative connotati...
A letter to someone special.
Damn! You politely said no to a chitter-chatter.
I know a no means no.
I understand it'd be uncomfortable for you to do that with a complete stranger.
Well, I said " A guy can wait for a lady like you for years".
My exact words when I wrote my heart out to you.
I want to be a man of my words.
I want to be the guy to do the same.
I don't expect anything from you,
I don't want anything from you.
All I want is you to keep reading what I write to you.
I don't believe in destiny.
One day, my belief says, I'd meet up with you.
I'd sit next to you & look into your eyes seeking for your emotions.
Forget mouth, eyes would do the talking.
Deep down, you ...
*Begging for Change*
We are intertwined in a divine constant. Reaching out from beyond creation, craving the taste of sweetness on the breath of man. Starving. Gaunt on the crumbs of mercy and tolerance.
By and by, we collide in fractured axioms, filtered by suited knaves, scooping piles of poison into the mouths of the masses. They feed; little babies, not knowing the teat they suckle upon only serves to sever us from virtue. This is not the sight that forms the frame of humanity.
We bleed the bonds that silently suffer in neglect. I am not merely one of few that see! Am I? No, we are many, hidden in frustration. Igniting the night in reverent rage!
Oh, but how these eyes, langui...
I don't even want to delete the memories
out of my mind
Feels like I am enjoying the pain
The type that all can't understand
The type that kills me daily inside
Given by ....., Who is enjoying the life!!
Truth be told, I don't want to deal with the thoughts in my head.
Shut me up, just shut me up, I want my thoughts to go dead.
I want there to be silence so that my heart can rest.
Nothing is as a heartache then when I'm put to the test.
Why can't my thoughts be in control and slow down.
Yesterday I was a princess, today my attitude has no crown.
Shut me up, the demons in my head which choose to speak.
Crack me like glass, let the fragile pieces fall like I am weak.
Too many thoughts, too much to say.
I want to close my eyes and call this the end of my day.
But I can't I have to stay up and be an adult right?
Can't lose focus, can't lose myself out of sight.
My own enemy, ...
All He waits for
Is for us to have faith in him
Not the kind of faith you say
But the kind of faith you feel
The kind of faith you nurture
The kind of faith you believe in every pore of your heart
the death of May and all of her blooming buds causes the sweltering summer sun to set itself up for the coming months, in hopes to reconcile the differences between that fifth month and all that had been lost since
Gemnah Maley Bray