Friday, August 29, 2014

I knew what was coming
                but it still made my heart burst
He knew what was coming
                yet it still made his mouth curse
How can fate prepare this plate
Why can’t love be more than fluff
The stuff my dreams were  made of
The gifts only elves and fairies make up.
A figment of fairytale and fantasy
Just when I thought this was reality
It fell silently apart like a sadcastle

I keep falling for moments and all their hassle.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

You want a poem about you.
And I asked what do I do.
You want me to write down your name
A twist in our little game.
                Round and round
                the heart and mind
                Are we dumb
                or are we blind
Or just plain scared of what we’ll find…

Monday, August 25, 2014

I looked at the silhouette in front of me
And that is all I wanted.
For that night, for that time,
I was truly haunted.

Close enough to touch.
Just not here.
Near enough to kiss.
Just not now.
Mine for the…
                moment of thought
                but not a second longer

Because they’re watching us
And I can’t touch
you without consequences
How can it be so hard and yet

make perfect sense?

Friday, August 22, 2014

I’m confused, confused, confused.
What should I do, do, do?
About you, you, you…
You…
Send my mind into flights of fancy
where I strip you bare
And you romance me…
You…
Let me think you don’t want me
Then with just a touch you start to haunt me
Give me signals so confusing
Which part of your being are you using:
Your heart which I know has space for me
Your body which has acquired a taste for me?
How can it possibly be both?
How can I know which you want most?

So many questions in my head which
may always stay unanswered…

“Always” lingering in mind, think of you til my head hurts.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

When it’s not friendship,
when it’s not love.
When it’s not passion,
when it’s not lust.
When it’s not desire,
when it’s not heat.
When it’s not chemistry,
when it’s not…
any of those things above,

then it’s not you and me.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Longing for your stamp on my soft skin
Baring all that I am and the treasures within
There’s a key you hold, but only for tonight
Another day cannot go by…

I’m way too tired to fight.

Friday, August 15, 2014

I document what I’m thinking.
Not quite what I feel
For I think that I might be sinking

None of this is actually real.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Yoracle is Tired

I don’t want anything
not given to me freely.
I don’t want anyone
as much as you think he needs me.
You’re running in circles
frightened of you shadow
He turned around and followed you- how is it
you don’t know?
“Leave me be” I say just this once,
you’re fighting a needless battle.
He’s not here with me, you see.

So cease all this foolish prattle.

Monday, August 11, 2014

And even though I’m not hurt, my playlist mocks me.
Music, my salve, how you soothe
how you move me
to consider

Too much.

Friday, August 8, 2014

I would never give you up.
Give me diamonds, they might
Or even the very things my material dreams are made of…
But I’d give them up
let them pass
If you I couldn’t have.
If you I couldn’t share it with.
For what is life if
you cannot share it
like a gift

what is love for that matter?

A New Song for Old Faith

I have had a song stuck in my head for a short while and did not know whose song it was or what it was called.

I discovered today that song is Oceans by Hillsong off the Zion album.

The one part of the song that resonates in my mind:

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
let me walk upon the waters, wherever You may call me.
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
Where my faith can be made stronger,
In the presence of my Saviour.

If you just listen to that song... I hope it brings you peace like it does for me.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Korean Dramas Make Me Cry

Watching a show that will tear your heart out,
longing for a love that drives him to hug the tears from your eyes
One that will defy parental commands and burn the bridges that will separate us
if you ever chose to walk away.
Longing for the kind of love that would make you want to stay.

2.54pm, 27 Jan ’14, YaSaBa

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Whispers of Hope

Screaming so silently
Women with broken hearts
And stolen souls
Calling for a white knight
To fill with love the holes...

Monday, August 4, 2014

Sleep Walk

A part of me knows this drifting
is unhealthy.
A part of me knows that I'm bleeding out inside.
The part of me sleep walking knows how to look just fine.

No one has to knowing I'm
dying
No one has to see my undeniable pain
I'll just act like I have an umbrella as I travel through the rain.