Flow of Words
Tuesday, 28 April 2015
The Cliff
At the edge of a cliff, staring at the horizon; observing that its beauty is not limited to your view nor is your view limited to its beauty.
Falling off that cliff seems a bit lofty and surreal even so no fear no pain only a certain peace is found whilst falling.
Every once in a while I'll come back here and look upon the horizon, thinking, reflecting, remembering the laughter fears, love, hurt and memories of immeasurable proportion, they seem distant but feel near.
those gone those remembered, those yet to come, leave a mark; deep. yet invisible, memorable yet fading as the minds narrows there is only silence and blackness.
Blank Words
If you needed me to know, wouldn't you have said something earlier?
Your heart aches but never reveals the source of its pain, You'd say hurtful words in hope that it would reach a conclusion of some sort.
Why can't you just say what you mean? Why won't you just show your love simply?
No! you won't or perhaps can't ...
Either way if you'll never say we'll never know
Your heart aches but never reveals the source of its pain, You'd say hurtful words in hope that it would reach a conclusion of some sort.
Why can't you just say what you mean? Why won't you just show your love simply?
No! you won't or perhaps can't ...
Either way if you'll never say we'll never know
Fast Forward
This new life has become crazy, moving fast, not intended to make you sluggish but it did; some one pushed the fast forward button, and now we're flying out of this world out of sight, no brakes, no stop point.
What do we do now after being tossed into the sea, not sure how to swim, but staying alive is a must. to brave the storm seems to be the right way to turn to swim above every care and doubt, but for now, if we swim or if we sink it seems you may not even care.
how can you shout from across the river "I care, I'll help with a rope in your hand watching us struggle? I may be wrong but from the looks of it. We'll surely drown: the voices sing to me screaming that we can stand taller than giants, that our strength come from above and we will not fail, I really wanted to believe you could be the one to help us, Will you Help us?
Only after the rain will your eyes see us standing on a shore we build for ourselves, then what will you do, the ball is in your court pick it up!
We will swim to safety with or without you.
Thursday, 25 September 2014
Love Discovery
I found you, no rather you found me
we found a form of love in each other
Your eyes, reflect the way you feel
Your touch makes the heart feel safe
Memories play back in my head
like the waves of the ocean
they calm me, relax my body
Having found the monotone that
seemed to flood life before
disappeared
Learning new things everyday
about you
about me
about us
It's exciting to find our breathing has synced
without us noticing
we drifted closer than we thought
no we have still be pure
but our bond doesn't solely depend on physical
mating but more so
we found our path in spiritual and intellectual mating
our souls seem to yearn to be together
but yet we know our boundaries
we haven't been wed yet
although at random interval we feel like we are
what blind, strange, joyous, sad, happy, emotional
whirlwind found us ?
no one know perhaps God knows, most likely He alone knows
A'las a moon cycle is completed and we at a cliff shall we jump off together?
Or will one turn back and go hide in one's forest?
I want to jump, you feel the same
will it be cold
will it be warm
will we survive
we don't know
but we do know if we jump there's no coming back up that way... it will be our journey to the other side.
we found a form of love in each other
Your eyes, reflect the way you feel
Your touch makes the heart feel safe
Memories play back in my head
like the waves of the ocean
they calm me, relax my body
Having found the monotone that
seemed to flood life before
disappeared
Learning new things everyday
about you
about me
about us
It's exciting to find our breathing has synced
without us noticing
we drifted closer than we thought
no we have still be pure
but our bond doesn't solely depend on physical
mating but more so
we found our path in spiritual and intellectual mating
our souls seem to yearn to be together
but yet we know our boundaries
we haven't been wed yet
although at random interval we feel like we are
what blind, strange, joyous, sad, happy, emotional
whirlwind found us ?
no one know perhaps God knows, most likely He alone knows
A'las a moon cycle is completed and we at a cliff shall we jump off together?
Or will one turn back and go hide in one's forest?
I want to jump, you feel the same
will it be cold
will it be warm
will we survive
we don't know
but we do know if we jump there's no coming back up that way... it will be our journey to the other side.
Friday, 28 June 2013
Unlucky in Love
Broken hearts seemed to be the order of the day, staying in a dark place may just be better than being hurt,
You say to yourself, maybe if no one can see me then the hurt that follows will pass me by as well.
Maybe, just maybe
But then that persons just then, notices you. yeah they see into you, and its like nothing you do can erase them from your mind.
Just when you thought the darkness would be your only comfort, that person becomes your light.
Hearing even that name makes you feel warm, but why? whats wrong with you...
well most people say nothing's wrong with you silly, they say you fell in this feeling they named Love.
Love you say?
Isn't that some imaginary feeling made up like a fairy tale in a child's story books?
What an unthinkable thing.
Surely you're simply just going mad... or maybe it really exists.
but instead of embracing it, you can't handle that emotion its too much to fast, you can't trust it
You push away, let the emotions, take a back shelf, hide it under lock and key.
They will just make you weak...
Will it?
Are you locking away the very thing that can save you?
Maybe, but you can't take the risk can you?
All this time battling with yourself, that person, decided to leave...
whats next...
well you got what you wanted right?
But you really didn't want it..... you wanted to be loved
And now you can't ... because you pushed it away... over and over again
Now there nothing left... but you justify it " Well that shows you the person really didn't love me like they said", uttering useless excuses to satisfy your need for redemption...
once again unlucky by you're own choosing .... unlucky by your own denial .... Unlucky in Love.
You say to yourself, maybe if no one can see me then the hurt that follows will pass me by as well.
Maybe, just maybe
But then that persons just then, notices you. yeah they see into you, and its like nothing you do can erase them from your mind.
Just when you thought the darkness would be your only comfort, that person becomes your light.
Hearing even that name makes you feel warm, but why? whats wrong with you...
well most people say nothing's wrong with you silly, they say you fell in this feeling they named Love.
Love you say?
Isn't that some imaginary feeling made up like a fairy tale in a child's story books?
What an unthinkable thing.
Surely you're simply just going mad... or maybe it really exists.
but instead of embracing it, you can't handle that emotion its too much to fast, you can't trust it
You push away, let the emotions, take a back shelf, hide it under lock and key.
They will just make you weak...
Will it?
Are you locking away the very thing that can save you?
Maybe, but you can't take the risk can you?
All this time battling with yourself, that person, decided to leave...
whats next...
well you got what you wanted right?
But you really didn't want it..... you wanted to be loved
And now you can't ... because you pushed it away... over and over again
Now there nothing left... but you justify it " Well that shows you the person really didn't love me like they said", uttering useless excuses to satisfy your need for redemption...
once again unlucky by you're own choosing .... unlucky by your own denial .... Unlucky in Love.
Wednesday, 22 May 2013
Revenge and Murder
The beat of strong drums echo the anger boiling inside
The thunder is made to an echo by the loud screams that rise
The mighty water, a brisk movement of the fist,
All to evade the terrible risk
Falling is like flying the only difference is you hit the
bottom
Running is like swimming except the is nothing to assist you
weight
The anger inside wants to come out but the only difference is
the method
Raging, Flaming, like molten lava seeping down the sides of a
volcano
Boisterous, mellow, deep, and forceful, like a tycoon
sweeping across acres
Yes this is how vast anger can be, as strong as might waves
of a hurricane
As subtle and the bite of a serpent, as deadly as poison left
untreated
This anger festers and breathes hatred the stronger one of
the two
No hatred does not want to be tamed, unlike anger it shouts
louder not with words
But with something as simple as a stare, a glimpse of hatred
is pronounced
This is much harder to control and with, out bursts of
blatant sarcasm the one listening shivers
The coarse exchange of looks word and actions simultaneously
bring feelings that differs,
When hatred is grown, it rarely ever leaves it exhorts more
powerful blows
It stay, builds a home, a reputation, a place to bring up its
child, it hardly ever goes
Hatred beloved child is revenge, the child is worse than the
parent and grandparent
In that it is the catalyst for action,
Anger that leads to
hate, produced revenge who in turn marries murder. Murder and Revenge live
together and they destroy your character, heart, body and worse of all, your
mind.
It no longer feels pain when taking a life, hurting a loved
one or simply saying degrading things, you feel joy in hurting others,
happiness in death, excitement in torture, you fall in love with malice, and
you in turn become a breathing ground for Revenge and Murder.
Monday, 6 February 2012
Kayden's eyes
Never had she seen such a magnificent pair
of eyes, they were the exact colour of a winter night, hands soft but firm,
lips full and held the most luring smile, face, had sharp neat cut lines,
distinct cheekbone structure, the most seductive whisper and perfectly sculpted
body, which held a certain soft smooth feel, he smelt like sweet berries and
cinnamon and he tasted like honey and spices his hair was as silk and not very
long. As their skin came into contact electric charges were felt between us and I
felt safe. He slowly took his hand away from my cheeks and said “My love, my
dearest I am sorry, I must not let you indulge in the pleasures untold out side
of marriage, but that is the least of our worries is it not?” he said as he stroked her cheek. She looked up at the vast sky, the clouds playing a game of catch and the bird making their way back home, and she realized this was all that matter right here right this moment while she could still feel comforted by him. They both knew in a few day they'd be separated by the only thing that could separate them, they'd been to together for almost 18 years, since they were little, even after their parents died, they only had each other now he was going to be far away from her, she hated thinking about him rotting from the inside out, ..CANCER " I'ts too much , I'm sorry there's nothing we can do for him now.." the useless doctors pathetically said to her she was so angry. He was so pure, he told her it was okay, he'd see her again soon and would always love her, he was prepared to die but she wasn't prepared to let him go... why him ... why now?... " Why not me, i'd rather it be me than you, or someone else " he said with a smile when she would complain.
He kissed her again, and she cried more than she did in years, he was going, she knew he'd be okay, he wanted her to live a happy life when he was gone, for her not to spend forever mourning for him because he'd couldn't bear it. " You know I'll never leave you entirely right I'm always in your heart and you in mine, Forever." he smiled as he left and the smile remained there even when they put him in that hole... He was happy and she was also... because she knew He was happy.
She got married twelve years later and had a son she saw the same beautiful pair of winter colored blue eyes and she named him Kayden because of his eyes.
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