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Mood Lighting

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There is
a light
That shines,
And
iT’s meant
To guide you,
& me…

At best,
iT causes
Us to fight,
Because
we can’t believe
What iT is
That
the other,
Can see…

I can’t rest
If iT’s too
bright,
What is iT
About the darkness,
That just
Allows me to be?…

I’d offer
My hand,
To have & to hold
with
All my might,
But at this time
My dear,
I’m not ready to leave…

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2nd Shift

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Fascinations
They Tickle.

While the theory of relativity
Trickles.

Deeper & deeper
Down
Into this place
That converts
passions of fire
Into
a millions of tiny
Icicles.

Jaded
I am,
But it’s
just a little.

Confusion
Hardly ever
dances
With the simple.

Yet here I am
Tied up
With so many strings attached
I can’t find my way off
of this never ending thimble…

Once I do
And I’m unstuck from the glue

I hide & I seek,

For the magnets
That grab my attention

And often keep,

Me in this realm
I consider
Very bitter
& very sweet,

Because when we meet
It’s very brief
& when you leave
It kinda stings.

I’m not
Too sure
Exactly
What
it
Really
means,

But your touch
In seriousness
Energizes
me…

I swear when we
lock hands
It’s for at least
a couple seconds,

And I’m not too sure
Who’s not letting go
For the moment though
It’s
heaven.

No worries
Just curiosity
On whether
If it my pulse
That’s trembling.

I’d be lying
If I said
Stealing a kiss
Wasn’t tempting.

It’s a constant fight
Between
The beast
& the gentlemen.

Oh how
The simplest
Of things
Get me double guessing.

B.E.A.S.T

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Be still,
Everything will be okay.
At least for the moment.
Savor what you have laid.
Tender is the enjoyment, Of will.

My dear
Beware,
Of the beast.

Catch me if you can

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Touches.

Sweet touches.

Why must you

Fight me away.

I want

What you want.

We shouldn’t have to go

Into endless loops

Just for the hopes

Of being able

To be

on the exact same page.

– Yet we do.

Rage of the Bull

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I don’t like iT
How iT sits there,

Looking away
Knowing
How iT
Upsets me.

I chase.
iTs always
A step ahead,

Making my blood boil
In envy.

Why are you so sure?
While my mind
Is in such
a frantic frenzy.

I have this
Creature
On my back,

That rides & kicks
Like iTs
Entertaining.

I charge & buck
But iT clings
To the coat
Until all of my rage
is empty.

Then leaves me
All alone,
In the stable
Right where it found me.

(Silence)

iT’s funny
How iT
Follows,

Even more hilarious
How iT
Hides.

iT’s only still
For a moment,

Until faith’s fury
Fills the eyes.

Perceived limitations
Like instigation,

No longer
Has me
Wondering why.

I can only wait for
The next moment,

Since I cant live
And let die.

Holiday BuZZ

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I want far too much,

Even after

Being told

That one should never covet.

If the material

Is what fuels,

Surely that inspiration

Should stand for something.

Uninspired i lay,

Knowing I need

To stand,

Or at the very least

Say something.

I think the high

Is coming down,

But I’m still numb,

Feeling nothing.

For lack of a better term of phrase

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Patience
Has never been
My
Strong suit.

If I don’t get
What I want
Right away
Then it’s on
to something new.

Usually
Forgetting
If not neglecting
All that I hold true.

However this time
I’m waiting
like I’ve never
Ever wanted to.

And Never
Have I ever
wanted like
I want you.

Writing rhymes & riddles
In poems
For days
Like Its THE
Only thing to do.

Hoping it grabs
Your attention
And you understand
I’m not just trying to do
What iT is that most dudes do.

I love
Your everything’s
Especially
That In which
you boast to…

It’s no wonder
Why I wonder
So much about you
During/throughout the day.

What are you doing?
How are you feeling?
Did you get your sleep?
Have you gotten home safe?

If I get
No response
I tend to worry
As If I said something,
the wrong way.

I know
I throw out too much
All at once
And words can flip
like bullets ricochet…

Is that
My subtle clue
That I should
Slowly slip away?

Probably,
Since my fascinations
Could just be
An inconvenient phase.

That kick started
Soon as I was victim
To your “idgaf
about you” face.

Charm is
Often deceitful
& beauty is
Usually vain.

I’ve been too scared
To ask your spiritual views
Regardless
I hold you on high to be praised…

You are no longer
Forced to
be around me,
So in essence
You’re free.

I’ll leave
My Ramblings
To “random” pictures
That register to others
As simply amusing.

Spilling my heart
Like Easy come/Easy go,
Freddie preached
To those
Unassuming.

YhWh
Build me
With Super strength
The devil drugged me
With that’s confusing.