Showing posts with label thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thoughts. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

My Therapy


Just Thinking - Original Mixed Media Collage Art Painting of a girl on a swing by Sascalia

After all of these years,
I accepted all ties
Got nothing to hide
Of my troubled times

Took out the book
And the words just flow
I speak much more
Than so much more

Others have said
Why make so much out of it?
Only shrug
Is just something that ticks

If compared by more
I'm a pebble of lot
I want nothing more
Than what I have got

This what makes me happy
This is what I got
All I can say is
I'm happy you're not

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Please, No?


Versus A/W 2010 by Plexual

My pen is a weapon
And you are the paper
My friend is the ultimate shield

How will I choose?
Which to prospect
Not I a miracle worker
My own balloon is hanging loose

Blame time for this misfortune
Oh don't be a hassle!
It's harder to please
When a couple consists

Don't come now
It's not a problem
Don't make one
Why could it just not be you?
It's harder to be true

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

D For Drama


Mother to Monsters by Sherri Dupree

I am tired,
Of talking
I am tired,
Of saying no

You walked into a room
A vacuum sucking like glue
Taking the guts, replacing with sucks
You make it bitter
You really do

Best to not talk
And say what's not
To avoid more conflict
To say what's not right

Go with God
Forget all sort
Of living merely
To see each other thoughts

I wish to say more
Not cause hurt some more
Please understand
You are first-most my rock

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Bizarre World


Hail bizarre world!
You made no sense
Excluded again

After all commotion
You weaken my knees
My heart got flustered;
My knowledge suffered

Matter or not
I'm tearing it out

The IT Girl




Stylish as always
I wanted to be
Cigarettes and high heels
You made it with ease

Talent maybe;
Still envy of thee
Can I borrow your fifteen?
So I can peek
How famous I could be?



Thursday, May 20, 2010

Kid


Fifi-Lapin in Luella

Dum, Dum, Dum...
There goes my heart
Another one mistaken for mud

Hum, Hum, Hum...
I can't care for much
So soaring high with the suns streaking lights
My smile plaster so widely
Shan't steer my might

Tum, Tum, Tum...
My mind is ticking
Must I give in?
For better living
"But I like it here, absolutely cheer is ME"

Bum, Bum, Bum...
Come to conclusion
The kid in me stays
Our happiness is where I lay best.

Bogus Lee


Made in South Park

Dear, dear
Please help me here
I beg hours of pleasures
For my mistaken living
Save me from patterns that I've not design
I know not more than what has become,
I scream aloud for murders to profound.

-Letter to Myself

Thursday, May 13, 2010

No More


No Man's Land Illustration for Heartlands 1997-2000 by Martin Beek

Squeal! I tell you squeal!
Let your voice be heard
Nature once turned against you
Now go regain her conscious

Amazing isn't?
How impressive when players give in
They risk failing to win

I am but steady
So why do I ask for more?
Announced a greedy whore
"Is this it?, Is this really it?"

The Wall


No Thought Control by fisherpricee

The wall is now broken
My darling has been dear
Now the shepherd is my angel
To conquer me from fears

I shall rise to not fall
To not head a wicked storm
And glance the world with flair
As I escaped in Medieval air

My mind is now at peace
One with the soul, one with the Earth
I once called home
I have no regrets of being told
Now I know that I am gold.

Friday, May 7, 2010

"Never Let Them See You Sweat"


Roddy Woomble by Shira Meirav

Now I have come to see
What has let me to be
My own worst enemy...

The skin needs to be thick
It is the only way I get ahead
"Never let them see you sweat"
I shall repeat in my head

Look at your writer
He got there with hate
But soon bears fruits instead,
Be like that

It will be hard
The world will test you apart
So stay willing, shrug and dust it
Focus on that dream
The love that you see
If you want it badly, the universe too will see.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Little Cocoon


The Roving Fairy by Sherri Dupree

Little Cocoon, little Cocoon
Bound to a tree
Small as can be
Hiding away from the flaming bee

Sleeping soundly
Saving energy
The cocoon cuddles
Holding her body

Intertwined,
Safely in deep thoughts
She daydreams of changing weathers
Fearing the awakening is much to dwell;
Sweeps her back into that little hole