Something I need.
Something I love.
Something I want.
Something I cannot get enough of.
Something I cannot have.
Something I underestimate.
Something I wait for.
Something that makes me happy.
Something that take me away.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Memories
They hit you like a frying pan to the head as if you are in a classic cartoon. I've seen a person break down in tears, just by glancing at something that was once the possession of someone dear to their hearts. I have broken down just by looking at a picture that came up on my facebook's sidebar. Memories, you never know the affect they have on you until they do.
Homework
The luminous clouds of the night
beckoned to her as she drove on
the broken road of her dreams
beckoned to her as she drove on
the broken road of her dreams
following her against the night
The orbs brilliant brightness
encompassing the darkness
making night into day
encompassing the darkness
making night into day
Across the universe is where I am, silent.
Silent is the rain outside my windowSilent is the house in which I lay
But I still remember a time when
A simultaneousness hum of cicadas
filled the late summer's breeze
where it was you and me
Your kiss electricity on my lips
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Poem Fragments
I have a really bad habit of getting fragments of poetry and not doing anything about them. So I decided just to compile them here instead of having them take up space in my phone/ipod's memory.
October 10
"The orbs brilliant brightness
encompassing the darkness
making night into day"
"Your kiss is electricity on my lips"
October 4
"Silent is the rain outside my window
Silent is the house in which I lay"
August 3
"The luminous clouds of the night
beckoned to her as she drove on
the broken road of her dreams"
"A simultaneousness hum of cicadas
filled the late summer's breeze"
October 10
"The orbs brilliant brightness
encompassing the darkness
making night into day"
"Your kiss is electricity on my lips"
October 4
"Silent is the rain outside my window
Silent is the house in which I lay"
August 3
"The luminous clouds of the night
beckoned to her as she drove on
the broken road of her dreams"
"A simultaneousness hum of cicadas
filled the late summer's breeze"
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Wanted: A friend
I stand underneath the moon
hoping, dreaming, wishing I was not alone.
The world is a dark place
even under a moon that light up the night
like a spotlight on an empty stage.
You need someone by your side
if you want to get through the journey in one piece
You need a friend.
I need a friend.
A friend who I need no mask for
one who will give me that hug
even though I refuse that I want one
That is the time I need it most.
But for now, I feel alone.
Though I may not be alone,
the feeling is there.
It is a feeling that cannot be filled
with Her.
She cannot give me a hug
or tell me not to give up.
However, I cannot blame anyone but myself
I dug myself in this hole
this empty friendless hole
I push people away somehow
When they get too close to knowing
Knowing me.
It all boils down
to a cup of fear
with a pinch of anxiety
and a teaspoon of despair.
hoping, dreaming, wishing I was not alone.
The world is a dark place
even under a moon that light up the night
like a spotlight on an empty stage.
You need someone by your side
if you want to get through the journey in one piece
You need a friend.
I need a friend.
A friend who I need no mask for
one who will give me that hug
even though I refuse that I want one
That is the time I need it most.
But for now, I feel alone.
Though I may not be alone,
the feeling is there.
It is a feeling that cannot be filled
with Her.
She cannot give me a hug
or tell me not to give up.
However, I cannot blame anyone but myself
I dug myself in this hole
this empty friendless hole
I push people away somehow
When they get too close to knowing
Knowing me.
It all boils down
to a cup of fear
with a pinch of anxiety
and a teaspoon of despair.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Awake My Soul
How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
My weakness I feel I must finally show
Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free
Har har, har har, har har, har har
Awake my soul, awake my soul
How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
My weakness I feel I must finally show
Har har, har har, har har, har har
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
And where you invest your love, you invest your life
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
For you were made to meet your maker
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
For you were made to meet your maker
You were made to meet your maker
Thursday, November 4, 2010
The Unwanted Visitor or Cold as Winter or Behind the Mask
Here it comes again.
Returning to me again like the snow in winter
And in ways it is so much like winter
Cold to the touch, seeping through my skin
Into my bones and into my being.
Without fail it is here again
To keep me . . .company.
I don't want it here.
Sadly, it isn't as easy to get rid of it
as it is to kick and unwanted friend off your couch
I wish it were that simple.
With it, it brings a collection of new masks to try on
which one best suits me
which one is the most convincing
a smile, tired, positive, teen angst.
Ooh, or perhaps a nice poker face.
Only it and I know the true emotions
Behind the mask.
Returning to me again like the snow in winter
And in ways it is so much like winter
Cold to the touch, seeping through my skin
Into my bones and into my being.
Without fail it is here again
To keep me . . .company.
I don't want it here.
Sadly, it isn't as easy to get rid of it
as it is to kick and unwanted friend off your couch
I wish it were that simple.
With it, it brings a collection of new masks to try on
which one best suits me
which one is the most convincing
a smile, tired, positive, teen angst.
Ooh, or perhaps a nice poker face.
Only it and I know the true emotions
Behind the mask.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
The 100th post... and its a list
So I would like to eventually muster up the courage to record some of my songs and put them out there or at least cover other songs I enjoy playing on my guitar. So this is a list of songs I would like to eventually record.
Guitar:
-The Only Exception-Paramore
-Make You Feel My Love-Adele
-Honey, Let Me Sing You A Song- Matt Hires
-You and Me- Dave Matthews Band
-Wonderwall- Oasis
-Sunrise Sunsets- me
-It Is Only The Past- me
-We Are- me
-Small Steps, Giant Leaps-me
Piano:
-Boston-Augustana
-Colorblind-Counting Crows
-Hallelujah-Rufus Wainwright
-Eet-Regina Spektor
-Spring Holiday-me
Guitar:
-The Only Exception-Paramore
-Make You Feel My Love-Adele
-Honey, Let Me Sing You A Song- Matt Hires
-You and Me- Dave Matthews Band
-Wonderwall- Oasis
-Sunrise Sunsets- me
-It Is Only The Past- me
-We Are- me
-Small Steps, Giant Leaps-me
Piano:
-Boston-Augustana
-Colorblind-Counting Crows
-Hallelujah-Rufus Wainwright
-Eet-Regina Spektor
-Spring Holiday-me
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