February 2012
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Foul Play
I cultured your faults Allowed you to bloom and blossom Giving reason behind every imperfection Your flaws became trademarks of beauty I couldn’t help but love You stood before me a rattled mess Tangent in thoughts and a helpless digression The kind of distraction only this compassion could unfold Your heart was cold Mine was mindless The better part of me fell into the palms of a wrecked soul...
Feb 17th
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Feb 15th
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“At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet”
– Plato (via perceelee)
Feb 14th
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As simple as...
Kiss me Flawlessly No lies to taint our lips Broken promises need not exist Let this touch be simple Almost real As true as words can feel Lingering softly above broken hearts As if intended to mend mine Gently excavating inner damage Ridding mind and body Clarifying reality As if love could almost subsist
Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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I lost my way some time ago. Some days I wish I could pin point exactly when so that maybe I could figure out what it was that I did so wrong. Lately, I’m just hoping I can find my way again. I listen to him preach sometimes. Sit there in a solemn corner away from judging eyes and callous hearts, just listening. His voice feels like heaven, his words feel like home. With every scripture follows...
Feb 13th
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“Life, itself, is easy. We just have a tendency of complicating things.”
– My Dad
Feb 9th
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This book... I could not put down.
  “I am not a smart man, particularly, but one day, at long last, I stumbled from the dark woods of my own, and my family’s, and my country’s past, holding in my hands these truths: that love grows from the rich loam of forgiveness; that mongrels make good dogs; that the evidence of God exists in the roundness of things.  This much, at least, I’ve figured out. I know this much is...
Feb 7th
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These days, I find myself doing more reading than writing. Putting faith into words written at the hands of others, seeking comfort and familiarity. I wish I could say I were reading scriptures and putting my belief in religion, but creed has lost its conviction with me. I’d rather find solace in the lexis of Socrates or knowledge in the vows of Nietzsche. Let the language of philosophy take over...
Feb 1st
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Feb 1st
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January 2012
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Jan 31st
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Sometime between then and now we lost ourselves, finding refuge in misplaced homage and mistaking love for who can hold on the longest. We were never satisfied with everything, so we left it all behind, riding a stowaway train to recovery.  His eyes begged for salvation with deep gazes that seemed more misleading than honest. He’d quote the tunes of love songs because that’s the only way he was...
Jan 25th
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“I’ve heard that women are cosseted and coddled, treated like elaborate...”
– The Angel Makers by Jessica Gregson
Jan 17th
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Jan 17th
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Jan 12th
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He’s addicted More so to the chase than the temporary high Finding refuge in reason Some dedication to the pursuit of…something? Trivial as it may be It’s a motive for survival Living life like today is his last Nothing good can come from sleep So he scrapes by on doses rather than dozes Appreciating dawn’s arrival As if he’d won some kind of battle But come the evening it’s like he lost the war...
Jan 10th
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“…better to be hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie.”
– The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini (via lostinthesounds)
Jan 9th
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Jan 5th
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Jan 4th
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Human decency seems to be a forgotten trait.
Jan 3rd
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"Life is moving fast, where the fuck do all these...
It is officially the first of the year and my how things have changed.  I’ve sat staring at a computer screen for what feels like forever, attempting to write about the triumphs and tribulations of a year that has ended and the hope and promise of the year that has begun. This is probably my most difficult post. Every year I am in awe of the changes that occur in my life. Every December I...
Jan 1st
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December 2011
25 posts
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I love you It was that simple. Yet it made all the difference in the world.
Dec 30th
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Dec 30th
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His lips were stained with the sour taste of bitter Every so often tainted memories would come spilling out Like toxins A regurgitating form of venting His words poured out his heart onto a tarnished platter Overcome with confined resentment Disdain overshadowing any sense of mind He had been hurt And that’s the only way he could describe it With a festering anger Ready to pounce on the next soul...
Dec 29th
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“My mind gets to wandering and I become troubled.”
– Snoopy (Charlie Brown)
Dec 28th
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He calls me “rough around the edges” Claims it’s a compliment But says he prefers his women soft I’ve got too much mileage on me But he’d rather have a girl who’s yet to hit the road I’ve pounded too much pavement Healed too many of my own scars And he wants someone who would depend on him I wish I could tell him I used to be that girl But those words seem so far out of...
Dec 28th
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Dec 28th
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Dec 27th
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It was the kind of intensity that burned Deep into memories; engraved Permanently stitched into history We had all the makings of forever And yet you left me feeling breathless Knowing I could not breath without you Your compassion soon turned passionless And this exhilarating flame fell dormant To distrust and faded honesty Branding you a scarlet letter
Dec 22nd
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Dec 22nd
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Dec 21st
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Half way through this bottle Some sentimental feelings, nostalgia Lay soaking amidst hazed memories He seems to only recollect during inebriated liberations Sedated, the retrospect of collective thoughts linger by him Non-existent But a strong brew will have him confused Obscuring lines he vowed he’d never cross Like all his other promises Broken, mutilated This time he fell too far into the...
Dec 20th
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Dec 19th
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Dec 16th
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Glistening summer heat Drenching bodies with tangent sweat Dripping down trails of endless skin Helpless to the reminder of fingertips Caressing every inch and crevice Abusive but gentle in all the right ways
Dec 15th
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We shall live as revolutionaries or die as...
Dec 15th
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Dec 14th
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Although you were tasteless It’s your flavorless kiss that lingers on my tongue The shallow tang of infidelity The permeating fragrance of loyalty betrayed And quite possibly my addictive tendencies My consistent cravings for the thrill of adultery Hormones driven under the influence Love unsavory and lust consumed Compulsion for some kind of devotion to nothingness To a yearning motivated...
Dec 13th
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Dec 13th
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Persistence
It’s a heart-numbing pain Persistent in its pursuit to damage me Like the stroke of your palm across my face The burn of your fingertips trailing my skin Branding abuse and wasted time Tears that trace curves of imperfection Perspiring into sighs of relieved ambiguity Anxious at the sound of your bellowing rage I close my eyes and reminisce of nightmares Scolding showers can’t seem to cleanse your...
Dec 12th
Dec 12th
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“It wasn’t logic, it was love.”
– Carrie Bradshaw
Dec 12th
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I often have trouble with words Not in their sound But in the way that they perform They frequent misconception Recurrent moments of misunderstanding Toneless through text But with the tendency to tinge volumes Either way coming out misconstrued Because in the recollection of future histories It’s these words that remain remembered Out of context As simple run ons that ran on The before and...
Dec 9th
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Dec 9th
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Dec 8th
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Blotch
Remember when we loved Like it was me, you and an endless world Ours for the taking A recollection of every other memory Rekindling lust-less passion That slipped through our fingertips I held on tightly while you loosened your grip Ending up on separate ends Yet your sensation still lingers on my side of the bed No matter how you tossed or tousled You were the disheveled one after all Endless...
Dec 5th
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November 2011
14 posts
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I have a strong heart filled with many weaknesses.
Nov 30th
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Nov 29th
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“There are seven things that will destroy us: Wealth without work; Pleasure...”
– Mahatma Ghandi (via lawrence-weathers)
Nov 28th
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Yemeni President Saleh signs deal on ceding power →
eddyizm: Mr Saleh signed the agreement, brokered by Yemen’s Gulf Arab neighbours, in the Saudi capital, Riyadh. Under the plan, he will transfer his powers to his deputy ahead of an early election and in return will get immunity from prosecution. But protesters rallying in the Yemeni capital, Sanaa, said they would reject any deal giving the president immunity. The demonstrators...
Nov 23rd
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