Umm Yum ...

If there were no Expectations in Life,

everything would have been a SURPRISE.

here

so many truths
behind
these words here
ravenous and dissatisfied
smiles and lies
love and pain
women and friends
it's a cycle
repeating
again and again

thought

waters are thick ,
i am swimming through .
lost in life and all ,
and mansions made by hand of mind .

Which is greater the need for more or lack of satisfaction ??

moment

i know that something lies just past the moment...that slipped through my hands.

the empty ghost

walking the jagged path
of the thousand lines
he wrote,
still he can't let it go

treasure was...
her eyes blinking

still drinking from the dried fountain
the empty ghost
whispers
carrying me off to dreams
forgotten
or
thrown away

his heart aches
blurred visions from a beautiful past
worn down to the bone
making him burn
a b/w timeline
visions without colors
stimulate him...
holding back and choking
like a bubble
he will burst one day

scared of sitting still
but not afraid to run
rising up from the dust
in instants
transcendent
and out of time

he knows without knowing
what it's like
being loved and becoming one
he wishes he could be one of the lucky ones...


I've cried more in the past day (no worries, it's welcome) than I have this whole past year.....

...just thought ya should know,
considering we would never meet each other.

Someone please set my soul kitten free...

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P.S.
It was supposed to be more
Wherever you are
There's far too much of me still in there.

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happy Birthday Ne

they say that in
the begining, there were angels
and i am lucky enough to know the best one
secret and holy
protecting
some unseen treasure
this one is for NE,yes you girl with 2 kicks to you bums(lol)...

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keep this smiles wide always
through all trials
through every fall or stumble
and become Starbright

show them all what it's like
to smile like you mean it
when it's hard to stand and fight
to hold your head above the water
to truly feel the light :D

HAppy HAPPy B'day to you dear friend and trust me i know it's a full moon out tonight :D

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...

I hope there are decent pages in your notebook to scribble our tale...

his heart ...

sitting in the moonlight
i feel for his guitar,
having limited strings
some few thin strands
and I fear
I may hear another
a brisk, sharp, cracking sound

a forthcoming day
i know
he maybe able to say a few words
that will make
breaths
leap
in their
pulsing Form

so rabbit sits by himself
with her and carrots in his mind
just wondering
if only this guitar wasn't his heart...

next few miles....

I wonder about your laughter and your stars
About your father and mother
And how you might look when you’re sad

I want to hear you whisper to me
on the phone
as if hiding yourself
from me and you.

why dontcha go on
and tell me all about
your favorite state lines
and faith in the next few miles

sweetest drop

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The smallest and sweetest drop
On the very top
As breeze greets hair on beach

we propel through time
Inside an original Possessing calcareous shell swirled
embracing the consequence
That notify each adjacent instant

The sweetest drop blown off the top
Hits the dust and
Becomes callous and rugged
losing itself for the pleasures of the earth

I think i know
have figured it out at last
Forgiving others helps in forgives yourself
It’s worldwide floral, honey aroma.
Nor mine
Nor yours
it's Ours

Blowing off the very top
The sweetest drop turns warm and callous
Then fragmenting collapsing dissolving evaporating
Back into the cycle again and
Here we go again!

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scared

woke up scared
dreams about her & him
memories come back to haunt again
6:30 on the clock

instants of fragileness see me full of life
now I know
That I am the ability lacked
the love lost
which was never found

eyelashes

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...have you ever heard
the sound of eyelashes cutting through the air

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her Eyes
leave me shy and stupid
wondering where she came from
why she came
what she saw

tear

...it will never end, she's a tear that suspends in my heart forever....


its too late...

paramours

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few paramours
are valiant & gallant
unstoppable
they keep on going
fighting their fears
lovers in arms
participate in the joys
walk side by side
hold each other hands
in happy-moments and bad-moments,Equally


few paramours
travel a great distance

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knock knock! where is The Man?

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with sweetness in the air
the door opens,
a long-legged flower in his hand,
one knee on the floor,
looking into your eyes, is 'The Man'

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From facebook to blogger

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Borrowed this from Facebook!Hope no one sues me.
Come on ppl,Shoot your answers...

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1: Where you and I met?
2: Take a stab at my middle name:
3: How long have you known me?
4: The last time we saw each other?
5: Would I ever go skydiving?
6: Your first impression of me upon meeting/seeing me?
7: Am I funny?
8: What's my favorite music?
9: What do I want to do more than anything?
10: What is the one thing you think I should do?
11: Do I have any special talents? If so, what are they?
12: Would you call me preppy, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam, nerdy, snobby, or something else(what)?
13: Have you ever hugged me?
14: My favorite food?
15: If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be?
16: Your favorite memory of me?
17: If you and I were stranded on an island, what would I bring?
18: Who's my best friend?
19: What is your overall impression of me?
20: Where do you think I will be in 25 years?
21: Will you re-post this so I can fill this out for you?

Vodka

it tastes and smells and feels and lusts
with all the wild senses of perfection

it loves me

as he sleeps

the guy who invented rains
who met all the drops,
and remembered their names
lived in the monsoon

clusters of gems and crystals
snatched from above,
floated in his drink
a place where it rained
the dream he had
all drowned straight to the bottom.

Now as he sleeps
there's rain on his lips
he tosses and turns'
crystals poke at every inch
gems blind his closed eyes
old scars are,still felt every night

finding solace

buried underneath the love stone
he bled out alone
a soul lost,
like a flower in the desert
doesn't want to be found
scared to move on
running away,
searching for someplace
ain't nowhere to go,
to find solace...