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My Dissertation On LoveMy Dissertation On Love
Here is my master's thesis,
what separates us apart from rhesus :
Monkeys and men see and those with a will do
whatever it takes to see it through.
These love games these mind fucks these torturous teasings
Rapturous feelings deep from inside defy all reasonings and meaning
There's no logic just gravity and fate
and these particles of humanity speed by
arriving neither early nor late
but just between the hours of temptation and racing heart rate
and when colliding seas merge they form rogue waves
that consume everything they touch
and with their fierce waters they bathe
our bodies like babbling brooks taking their sweet course
over love's Victoria falls.
I'll be your bungee cord
With my heart pinned to the wall.
Dare we take the plunge for'd?
G-forces of attraction in acceleration towards
delirious kissing and risking it all
leaving your heart wide open taking down your wary walls
will this love be the one to end them? Will I fall again or will we
Put their weak
Natural DisasterEvery time you look at me
I get earthquakes fissures tectonic plates rupturing and smashing together
glaciers rumbling cracking breaking off into the raging sea inside me
searing heat lightning crashing thunderbolts that
blow apart volcanos leaving flowing rivers of molten emotion
waterspouts tornados and hurricane rains twisting me into oblivion
and torrential floods of feelings breaking forth
that shatter my world into a million shards of itself
Love is like a plantLove is like a plant.
It starts from a tiny seed. A glance. A hello. A smile. A kind word.
It breaks you free from your shell and makes you reach for the light.
It is your confidence, and your hope keeping you through the night.
But you must give it water and good soil so its roots grow deep.
Fresh affections and a pure heart, willing to forgive, accept imperfections, and take a faithful leap.
Only then can the plant flourish, and without good sun it may wither away.
With good cheer and a positive attitude it will grow strong else it may go stray.
But some loves blossom and bear fruit, passing the seeds on to the next generation.
The children and the knowledge and the cycle of love all over again.
To be replayed on the stage til the celestial curtain draws to a close
and even the brilliant fires of the stars shall cool and fade.
To The Woman Of My DreamsWon't you come to me?
To hold my hand and lace our fingers intertwined?
Won't you come and find me?
To kiss my cheek and hear me say I'm glad you're mine?
Won't you make your way into my life this year?
And whisper I love you in my ear?
Please keep looking, because I've been here all along
We've been waiting for each other for so long
But every day is a step closer to lying in each other's arms
Don't give up, I'm waiting for you too
I'll fight for our future it won't come to harm
Because I know we'll survive the harshest weather
And our hearts will only grow closer together
Stay with me spend with me the rest of our lives
When you look in my eyes my heart skips a beat
And if you keep staring at me I will die of heat stroke and flush for sure
Grab me hold me close and kiss me I'm yours
Your gaze lights the way into my heart
You drive away the darkness and leave your love and art.
So please keep looking for me I'll be waiting right here
I want this to be the last lonely year
There is an
The ChaseEye contact is intimate
looking back for more
hoping for clarity
two souls invocation
hungry for information
do they like me too?
or have I scared them away?
Who is the bashful hunter?
And who is the willing prey?
Three RosesThree roses each blushing red like my heart
I rarely see anyone so pretty and fair,
with such a sweet smile and with flowers in their hair
with gemstones for eyes, that are prettier than bright afternoon skies
shining brightly in the sweet summer breeze.
Will you walk with me among the trees?
One rose each, for being pretty sweet and kind,
I can't help but blush when I see visions of you in my mind,
your pretty face and your lovely smile
make me want to skip for a mile.
Will you take a walk with me along a country aisle?
And hold my hand all the while?
Until the stars come out with the light of the moon
and we have to go home soon?
I'd desperately love to know who you are
because you shine brighter than the morning star.
Please spend some time with me I'm a good man I swear.
I've never seen a smile so lovely, alive, and fair.
All I could hope for is to spend some time together with you
so please don't break my heart and make me blue
because I really like you.
So I'm asking you please t
I want to butterfly kiss your lips and map out the curves of your side
with lightly tracing fingertips and our hearts racing along the tide
I sense your deepening breaths, and we can't hide
Sharing our secret inner fires, our flames growing higher,
ruby light burning brightly away the damp and chill of night
My only desire is to sleep where you lay
because it is your proximity that keeps the demons away
just promise me you'll always stay and your trust I will never betray
You pull me in, and my heart you hold
among its secrets are many a fold
and the pages I write with you I will keep until I am old
A prayerBlessings and love for God and heaven above
Honor and praise to the angels who guard our ways
Kindness and a kiss to all the lovers I miss
Health and long lives so the children thrive.
Calm seas and steady winds to the lads at sea
Good tips and some polite manners for the working girls
Patience and tranquility to those with short tempers
Friendship and comfort to those who are alone
Protection for the women they batter and abuse
Understanding and forgiveness for those who need it
A new start for those with broken homes
and a place to sleep for those without one
Sober thoughts and a sound mind to the mentally ill
sometimes their thoughts are clearer than yours
Be nice to our furry friends, they have to live life on all fours
Keep the land, water and air clean, and the Earth will continue to bless
And finally, love and companionship for all, for we are all alone in our own shells
but still together in this same mess
Beyond RepairThe chill of tears trickling down my cheeks
rivulets of bitter sorrow
and streams of quiet despair
The emptiness beside me threatens to consume me whole
swallow my being
and leave me broken beyond repair
I wish I knew where to find someone
who cares for me as deeply as I care for them
but no one ever returns my love
nor takes the time to see I am a beautiful uncut gem
No one looks beyond the surface
no one sees who I am inside
why do I bother to care anymore
when all that I ever love is washed away
like children's sand castles on the tide
My feelings are true and my heart bleeds for you each and every time
I think of you but I'm destined to fall in love with souls beyond my reach
and there's no one to teach me what to do
now that I know I've lost you too.
I just want someone to take my hand
and tell me I'm not alone
because this is a dry lonely land
and there is nothing in sight but burning dry sand
that parches my throat and stings my eyes
and all I'm left with is all of your lies
SnK/AoT: Lost Souls in the Snow (Eren)
An icy wind blows violently in the cold air.
The night sky above us is a black canvas.
This is going to be the end of me.
Faster, you filthy dogs!
Is what we hear.
Marching along is now long gone.
We are running; running like automatons.
I hear the sound of gunshots exploding from every direction.
I see and smell the blood of lost lives thrown across the snow.
I taste my own bitter blood that began to trickle in my mouth.
I can't feel my wounded foot anymore, as it was numbed from the frigid ground below.
But I keep hasting on.
It is the only thing my soon-to-be corpse could do; to keep me alive.
The others around me start to disappear.
Numerous lifeless bodies are spread everywhere.
Am I the only person left?
The moon stares into my soul, taunting me, watching me struggle in the darkness.
I am now jogging at a sluggish pace.
At least I'm still moving.
When is this hell going to end?
My form shivers and trembles.
Pain aches within my body.
Darling, wipe those tears awayShe sits in bed
On a lonely night
Late night thoughts floats above
Typical insomnia days
Her soft blanket covers her legs with warmth
Pillow sits up for security of her back
She listens to the music of comfort
The thought of him kills her heart
She begins to sob under the dark night
Darling, why you cry?
It is he whom she hurt
Guilt fills inside of her
The thought of him kills her heart
Darling, wipe those tears of yours
Please don't cry
Because I will cry if you do
Darling, cry no more
GoldfishLove, you have the memory
of one of those little sun-scaled
creatures that they sell at the carnivals.
You look at those words and those
pictures and you stare at
them and then wonder when it started raining.
Then later you decide you
should do it again because somehow this
time surely it's not gonna hurt.
Its like pouring hand sanitizer
into your cuts thinking you're only
getting rid of a virus but instead
you're just making yourself all the more flammable.
Stupid girl you've been running in
circles for far too
long aren't you even remotely dizzy yet?
Hide YourselfYou'll need red thread
You'll need to pretend
Not to bleed from their words
Sew up your feelings
Keep a smile
Act like you don't live in Hell
Do not cry
Do not frown
Do not sigh
Do not make a sound
Don't be sad
Keep your feelings on a shelf
Don't be mournful
Don't be yourself
Bend and BreakYour words cannot destroy me
Unless I let them get to me
Your words about my image
Your words about my shape
You say I lack intelligence
At least you say it to my face.
You say I'm fat and ugly,
And use "retarded" the wrong way
You're bending these words' meanings
The way society does today.
Now don't get me wrong,
Your words can hurt.
They can bend, and they can break.
But your words cannot destory me,
Unless I think of them that way.
There are plenty of intelligent phrases
Said of words and of their power
Of the way they slice and dice
Like an unrelentless knife
Slash and bash into a soul
Sheathe your sword in words untold
Think and think of what you say
Before you let it get that way
Because even though you can't destory
You can cause the bend and break
Shatter into pieces small
Spatter on the floors and walls
Because even though no harm is seen
You don't know what your words mean
Until you hear them used that way
The invisible harm is seen.
See the tortured minds and souls
Words UnspokenNo words ever find me,
At the Time When I need them.
If only I could make them see,
They're cutting me down at the stem.
I hate the words unspoken,
They so often leave me broken.
Yet I can write them on paper,
They come out now, then taper.
This 'now' is never the right time,
Every last thought is a crime,
Because I have to wait 'till later,
Before to my words I cater.
No amount of desire,
Can make these words fire,
From my mouth, like a cannon,
Like my words it's been bannin'.
These words are unspoken,
And my heart...has been smokin',
From the fires they started,
On this 'sea' left un-parted.
So I'm left flying poems like flags,
At this time when my heart drags,
Because I never spoke out,
Never said what I'm about.
I only had written them,
Which makes me tear at the hem.
I aspire to speak,
All these words unspoken.
Living.Living in a world where people are afraid to be who they are because of other people's opinions;
where children run around with their heads on loose because they don't know what to believe in.
Has It Really Come To This?Nothing,
Nothing at all,
Nothing to love, feel,
I’m not made of steel.
I might as well disappear.
I’m not human, just a shell.
I can’t fight,
Filled with fright.
I don’t even notice that,
In a blink of an eye,
A Poem for an Old FriendI haven't known you for long,
contradicting the title, I know.
But I might as well call you so,
considering what a big part of my life you are.
It's like you know everybody,
but you're nosy, so it's no surprise.
Butting in where you're not wanted,
but no one can be rid of you.
Everyday I have to carry
you on my shoulders,
while you whisper bitter nothings
in my ear.
But you are bitter, frozen
solid by everyone blaming you.
It's not your fault you're clumsy and spontaneous,
we've shaped you to be that way.
It's always your fault
when a girl is too skinny,
when a guy has too many piercings,
and we all say you act like the judge.
I'm not innocent,
I've done it too.
You're bullied, online and off,
and some open cuts I made bleed.
I think there were once
more of us
to carry you.
It was easier then.
But now hardly anyone
carries your weight,
and then people like myself
bear your brunt.
You're sad, and lonely,
no one likes you anymore.
The TrundlerThe waste land behind the fire station is always silent. No birds sing there, and even the wild rabbits and feral cats avoid it. Weedy wildflowers nod their seasonal heads in the breeze. Lying fallow in the midst of housing developments, shopping malls, the new movie theater — the vacant lot stands out like a knife wound on a woman’s placid face, shocking, brazen, ugly.
It is always empty. Except for one thing: a ragged heap of old trash, all nasty black tar paper and vicious snarls of rusted wire, car parts and broken glass and other junkyard jetsam. The embodiment of injury waiting to happen, an invitation to a tetanus shot... the city never hauled it away. No one ever wants anywhere near it; it radiates an eerie sense of calculating watchfulness.
And at night, it wanders.
When darkness falls, and the last cars heading into the hives of tract housing stop illuminating the asphalt with moving-picture shadows, it… unfolds. Bitter, broken tangles, grotesquely mov
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