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That awkward silence

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Torn
From what,
“The word” states
And what,
I AM…

To be gentle
Is wise,
And yet
I have
Aggressively
Anxious
Hands…

I don’t want
To be a fool,
What i do
I create
A need to have…

So out of necessity
I hide away
I hope
You understand.

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5 o’clock cacti

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The desert
Is dry,
My thirst
Unsatisfied,
May the dew
From the thighs,
Of the motherland
Amplify.

When my lips
Reach to sip
& my tongue
Is fortified,

I cannot stop
Until nature cums
And our beings
Emulsify.

To the just Lord
She crys,
With
Sweet agony
In her eyes,

My mouth
I open wide,
To reclaim
What is rightfully
My prize.

Our hands
Clasped
&
Unified,

We give
Praise
Towards
The sky,

Once her
Convulsions
Turn
Petrified,

And I listen
To her bosoms
Beat
A Morris code
Lullaby,

My heart
Is
now on
High,

So this old soul
No longer needs to be
Spry,

For the flesh
Has had iT’s fill
And I now
Am ready to die….

Etch-a-Sketch

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The mind sees
What it wants
To see.

Just like
What ever
will be,
Will
Eventually
be.

Lo que sera
Sera,
Pero
Yo no
Quiero estar
Sin te,

Woe
to me
For endlessly,
Selfishly,
wanting…

You’ve joined
The images
Engraved
into my mind,
Drop kicking
The heart,

I’ve tried to shake it off
Even though
I don’t mind it
being a part,

Of that sphere
But where
can we go
From here,
My dear?
If you continue to
block your heart?
Pushing me
To restart.

I know I’m greedy
For wanting it all.
But can’t you see
I know the burdens?!
And no matter
The fall,

I’m wanting to
dig
And
Swim
As deeply
As need be.

I just
pray
It ain’t too much,
Because I don’t
want to be,
Annoying…

Although,
I can’t shake
The thought
Of you,

I have to go
Out of my way
Like an obstacle course,
Just so that I
Can see you.

Again,
To make sure
That that’s
really you.

Maybe I should
Pull your hair
As discreetly,
As possible
In our company
setting,
To verify
That’s it’s true.

That you live
And you breathe
(Can I pinch
Your lower cheeks?)
Around where
I need to be,
So if that cool….

I’ll see you
When I
See you…

bequeathing

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She begged,
So I gave.

At first I said no,
But then I caved.

Feeling like God,
When she prayed.

Love…..
We made.

Would you have my seed?
She said wait.

When upset,
I blame.

Finding fuel,
For the flames.

Because when I want,
I take.

But I held off,
Until she came.

She screamed.
It rained.

I laughed.
She sang.

My fire,
It tamed.

When together,
My heart rocks & swings.

Alone.
I pace & go insane.

So leave,
Before I enslave.

Unless you want,
That shakil & chain…..

-Just like I give
I want it all.
And all those that don’t know me,
Will see my name.

Winters withdraw

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My Shepard
Built me
for abuse,
It turns out
That I was meant
to be used.

So I in turn
Can hurt
Others,
With the hopes
That let the blind
In their youth.

Love
Is fragile
At first,
Hardening
After trust
Mingled with truth.

Dividing
is & use to be,
With psychological
Ways to soothe.

SoulPapo’s Feb’14 Playlist: St. Valentine’s Masacre Mix

st van's killer mix

all that love consists of

SoulPapo’s Feb’14 Playlist: St. Valentines Masacre Mix

 

This mix is designed to hear in this particular order,

so just because you can see whats playing next,

don’t skip (unless it’s an ad),

be patient,

sit or dance through it,

and it’ll make sense…

I hope you enjoy.

/note: it isn’t the best of mixes, but this is the first I was able to publish/post, ill soon make a back catalog, if interested/

Every Dress Has iTs Purpose

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What can you
tell
From a look?
At just a glance.

Your vast array of
different images,
Has
left me In a comatose like trance.

Thirsty is
My desert mind,
So Inspiration
Makes no concrete plans.

Love
I’m a victim to,
Luckily my Obsessions
Hardly last.

Unless
Well preserved away
Most distractions
(like hard times)
Eventually
They come to pass.

Those suspicious looks
that are of you
Have me breathless
With no firm grasp,

Of what is honestly reality
Since you shape
And shift
Like desert sands.

Further fanning
The flames
Of my terrorist aim
Since we both so easily adapt…

But you with those eyes
That tell a different tale
With every bat
Of a lash,

Has me both intrigued
And confused
By this
schizophrenic Clash.

Who are you?
What do you want?
And what’s really
Behind majoras mask?!

I don’t want to be Lied to
Yet I want more
Of these hallucinations
As if 6 months deep into a fast…

With so much
Smoke in my eyes ,
It’s getting
really hard to see.

The similarities
in all that is made up
Makes me loath
the fine lines of fantasy.

If hopes
Were points
How many tokens
Would it take to make belief?

And if iT makes
Enough sense
Would you care to visit
That world as a we?

I’m skeptical,
But open minded,
When it comes
To sandbox dreams.

I’m no interpreter
Just a silver surfer
In metaphorical
Seas.

I’d very much
Would love to crash the waves
Of what common knowledge
Claims can’t be.

If only
for a night.
Just to see
What we see.