Waiting for my connection, down by the riverside.
Waiting for affection, nervous i just missed my ride.
We are all just passengers.
Sitting in buses to places I never hear of.
I could get off it I want, or take the next stop.
No idea where I'm going, forgetting where I've been.
Leaving all laughter, all tears and all sin.
The seat beside me taken, must I hesitate to speak.
Fearing the consequences of my actions, for the solutions I seek.
Just keep on travelling trying to keep it sane.
getting on, off or take the next, all the same.
Have I lost my ticked have I lost my rhyme?
In this world of travel nothing comes in time.
I never
Confession of a writer:
No ink in the world can describe love.
Confession of a watcher:
Eyes can only see as far as you let them.
Confession of a student:
There is no degree in the study of life.
Confession of a listener:
Listening is just a way to say nothing.
Confession of a living:
Life in underrated, death is overrated.
Confession of a dead:
Death is underrated, life is overrated.
Confession of a flaw:
I don't want to be right by your rules, I don't need to be corrected.
Knock me dead, kill me cold.
I ain't a soul worth to hold.
Back again after all this time, this dream hunting the sleep of mine.
How to stop this inkstand trigger.
I cant again so i figure.
Hunt me down I don't care, your curse I wont share.
Sleep is no longer rest for me.
No one left to rescue me.
Knock me dead, kill me cold.
Save me, my soul is sold
Is it true or is it lie.
Is it just a false alibi?
Can't Fallow my head, can't listen to my heard.
My inception wrong, my opinion made.
Unsure what to love and what to hate, can't stop to hesitate.
Would it stop if I asked, De-solve if i please?
Unsure if I can take this tease.
Stop
Every day I walk these streets,
hoping that our eyes will meet.
Girl you are the one for me.
I'm hoping that one day you'll see,
The skies are bluer when your with me.
The smiles you give me set me free .
songs are better when you sing it.
I hope you like it and let us be.
Every day I walk these streets,
hoping that our eyes will meet.
Girl you are the one for me.
I'm hoping that one day you'll see,
The grass is greener when you touch it.
Parks are warmer when your in it.
I love you so cant you see.
My life is better now your in it.
Every day we walk these streets,
loving that our hands will meet.
Girl you are the one for me
Waiting for my connection, down by the riverside.
Waiting for affection, nervous i just missed my ride.
We are all just passengers.
Sitting in buses to places I never hear of.
I could get off it I want, or take the next stop.
No idea where I'm going, forgetting where I've been.
Leaving all laughter, all tears and all sin.
The seat beside me taken, must I hesitate to speak.
Fearing the consequences of my actions, for the solutions I seek.
Just keep on travelling trying to keep it sane.
getting on, off or take the next, all the same.
Have I lost my ticked have I lost my rhyme?
In this world of travel nothing comes in time.
I never
Confession of a writer:
No ink in the world can describe love.
Confession of a watcher:
Eyes can only see as far as you let them.
Confession of a student:
There is no degree in the study of life.
Confession of a listener:
Listening is just a way to say nothing.
Confession of a living:
Life in underrated, death is overrated.
Confession of a dead:
Death is underrated, life is overrated.
Confession of a flaw:
I don't want to be right by your rules, I don't need to be corrected.
Knock me dead, kill me cold.
I ain't a soul worth to hold.
Back again after all this time, this dream hunting the sleep of mine.
How to stop this inkstand trigger.
I cant again so i figure.
Hunt me down I don't care, your curse I wont share.
Sleep is no longer rest for me.
No one left to rescue me.
Knock me dead, kill me cold.
Save me, my soul is sold
Is it true or is it lie.
Is it just a false alibi?
Can't Fallow my head, can't listen to my heard.
My inception wrong, my opinion made.
Unsure what to love and what to hate, can't stop to hesitate.
Would it stop if I asked, De-solve if i please?
Unsure if I can take this tease.
Stop
Every day I walk these streets,
hoping that our eyes will meet.
Girl you are the one for me.
I'm hoping that one day you'll see,
The skies are bluer when your with me.
The smiles you give me set me free .
songs are better when you sing it.
I hope you like it and let us be.
Every day I walk these streets,
hoping that our eyes will meet.
Girl you are the one for me.
I'm hoping that one day you'll see,
The grass is greener when you touch it.
Parks are warmer when your in it.
I love you so cant you see.
My life is better now your in it.
Every day we walk these streets,
loving that our hands will meet.
Girl you are the one for me
Worlds fill my mind.
Written in pictures, memories of mine.
Words speaking thoughts.
Spoken in voices, friends of mine.
Words of wisdom.
Words of rhyme.
Clouds fill my mind.
Blurring my vision, thoughts of mine.
Clouding my vision.
Clouding my time, raining down these tears of mine.
Clouds of happiness.
Clouds of fear.
Songs fill my mind.
Song by voices, others than mine.
Songs sing stories.
Stories of others, troubles of mine.
Songs of love.
Songs of tear.
mirror mirror on the wall by Petsha-Fey, literature
Literature
mirror mirror on the wall
Here I hang on the wall, adapting to it all.
Watching closely, paying attention.
Looking everywhere, there is no exception.
They look at me and see the same.
I don't judge, I don't blame.
For I reflect as they are, from ugly to the shining star.
I can see which card to deal, I can read how you feel.
Here I hang on the wall.
Till the day they'd let me fall.
In Pieces I lay in shreds, thinking of the time I had.
You might not know me, you might not care.
All forgiven and forgotten.
I am a rebel with a cause, a soldier of love.
But the blade of my sword drips no blood.
I'm one without a battlefield, one without an enemy.
No history written for my concourse, no honour to divide.
In this age of blood and bombs I fight for the thought, for the hope and for my love.
For I am forgotten, for I'm forgiven.
I am the forgotten warrior.
No blood, no kills just ink, pain and love.
For the sun is no match for you, you lighten up my sky better.
For the stars are no match for you, you shine so much brighter.
For no flower is a match for you, compared to you their beauty is rushed.
For the moon is no match for you, your will can move more than water.
For no book is a match for you, their knowledge cant grow as fast as yours.
For the ocean is no match for you, your life has more purity.
For no drawing is a match to you, your eyes can see it flaws.
For no picture is a match for you, they cannot catch your beauty.
For I'm no match to you, you rise above me in every way.
Bikes, broozes, band-aids. by LoLotzel, literature
Literature
Bikes, broozes, band-aids.
Do you remember, my child,
my mother said
You wanted to learn how to ride a bike?
Do you remember the shiny red bike we got for your birthday?
And you climbed onto the sadle, you were so confident
But you fell off immediatly.
Your knees were bleeding, you were crying.
I dried you tears, cleaned the wounds, I told you that you wouldn't die of a few scratches
And that your knees would heal.
Together, we picked up your bike and we put it back into the shed.
I could see that you were afraid of the bike now.
The next time, you surprised me.
You went into the shed all by yourself
You dragged your bike out of it.
More careful now,
Being your own one and only, your biggest fan
You're so great, fantastic, nothing you can't
And whenever someone doesn't agree
Yell at him, scream at him, being so mean.
And whenever you're mad, blame it on her.
How she feels, what she thinks, why would you care?
Her only mistake was falling for you
Please go on loving yourself, so that no one has to
Arrogant boy, ego's flowing through you veins
Arrogant boy, you're lucky if even
Your memory remains.
Current Residence: next to the monster under your bed you will never know where Favourite genre of music: the good one Operating System: HANSYL 91 MP3 player of choice: my 80 gigs ipod Skin of choice: Front skin would be a fun answer Personal Quote: Me ain't crazy me is ''Different''
Favourite Movies
Queen of the Damned,Interview with a vampire, ninth gate
hey to all souls that are bothered to read this.
you all might think why has it took him so long since his last poem, but you don't.
i have been very busy writing lately so when i feel like it there will be a massive poetry update, but till then it will be silent maybe some pictures here and there.
also atm i'm focusing on writing a book so i will keep you all posted and if it ever is out for public ofc i expect al of you to sleep infront of the book stores so you can buy one.
this is it for now so toedeloe
stolen from Gwilith
Joker:
[x] You have a dark sense of humour.
[x] People often tell you you're 'crazy', 'weird', 'a freak' and other words to that effect.
[ ] You like wearing bright colours even if they clash. (Hehe black is bright :P)
[x] You don't tend to make a lot of sense.
[ ] You are self-obsessed.
[ ] You will do anything for a laugh.
[ ] You can't laugh at yourself very easily.
[ ] You're smiling a lot of the time.
[x] You are intelligent.(hope so)
[ ] You like to be the centre of attention.
[ ] You enjoy the work of the Marx Brothers.
Total: 4
Two-Face:
[] You are a Gemini.
[x] You seem to have two sides to you tha
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