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The Green of Ivy

Wed, 30 Jan 2013 22:53:59 +0000

if memory serves you live in my heart,
and the tasteful snow, and beautiful art,

if memory serves you’re ice at heat’s best;
the violent shiver of love in my chest.

if memory serves you write what you tell,
what you tell is a sin of gathering hell.

when memory serves (and it doesn’t for you)
I breathe in the sorrows (of you as my doom)

Dec 21 - Haiku

Fri, 21 Dec 2012 21:09:03 +0000

un8common:

Once, you slit my throat
And I apologized for
Bleeding on your shirt

For no one but You

Wed, 21 Nov 2012 21:32:00 +0000

I want no one but You
in mouth of the bloom:
repetition will soothe
no one but You

I love no one but You
in heart of the moon,
the height I would marry for
no one but You.

I crave no one but You
crystallized embers elude
my damp-driven mood, for
no one but You

I hate no one but You
Distance will kill me so soon
and my yearning passion, too, for
no one but You.

INGAMER

Wed, 21 Nov 2012 21:30:03 +0000

t0ronto:

To fall in love with a stranger is a devious thing:
To link souls in bondage with imaginary ring
Has made my heart palpitate, shudder and sing;
My mouth curves at any given thought to your name.

To claim your heart to my own would make my body fall lame
If you were not to reciprocate would bring me such shame,
And though it is a high hope, I wish it all the same,
For my voice has been destined to sing your name, forever.

To reach with such fondness has made my heart grow tethered,
But what matter: perhaps we can nurture it together.
Stand with me in frequent stormy weather,

And I will grant my love to you always and forever.

the title refers to the rhyming pattern. figure it out and i’ll give you a cookie.

The Recess of Regret

Thu, 15 Nov 2012 16:55:00 +0000

t0ronto:

Dreary vortex of misery
Induced by soft remark
And malevolence:
That which also caresses perspective,
And molds self-hatred,
Or, pity - bittersweet sympathy.

I encourage myself often
To take a leap of faith.
However, I regret it.
“Carpe diem” I say
And I stand by it, too,
But perhaps not for you.

A brittle flower of glass -
And maybe, there’s nothing more to you
Than what I see -
Ultimate radiance -
Why do you shine so dark?
Such grandeur should smile.

Smile for the camera
Smile for my heart.

t0ronto: But, I had no one to begin with.And, in this voidless box, too, I have searched so high...

Sun, 11 Nov 2012 22:30:51 +0000

t0ronto:

But, I had no one to begin with.
And, in this voidless box, too,

I have searched so high and low
Between the cracks of all society
And found an unspoiled flower of purity

Bloom from the concrete,
Bright light glares excellence,

And so I shield my eyes,

And you escape.

To Lie in Your Arms and to Kiss You Goodnight.

Sat, 03 Nov 2012 16:11:50 +0000

t0ronto:

The fire ablaze and mine in haze,
Movements: such effort,
Skin burning ember
Music of places embedded in walls,
The house a warm haven in vain.

She walks as she greets her lover
Faithful coin by her feet
A secret seductive smile whispers “call my name”,
Mocking the family fleet.

Heads fall heavy as we slip deeper to abyss,
Legs touch hesitantly in a ‘promising miss’

I long to behold you, heavenly sight,
To lie in your arms and to kiss you goodnight.
Diverge the ghosts and warriors of old;
To wash away the lonesome cold.

I would find heaven, if only tonight,
So I could lie in your arms and kiss you goodnight.

Another stoned piece

Icarus And The Sun

Fri, 26 Oct 2012 21:00:32 +0100

t0ronto:

I would turn to your every word, (and watch as your lips caress the melodies of your voice.)
I would tremble with grief in your absence. (for you are the sun to my stomata, my heart opens in your light.)

I could voice my thoughts in your presence, (I fear you understand my misguided thoughts and my vocal tremors.)
I could share with you the love in my heart. (it has no one to capture but you, magnificence.)

I should forego my plans of attaining you. (as heartbreak is inevitable.)

I am Icarus and you the burning ember embedded in the blue above.
I cannot touch you,
Though I long to.

Our legs entwine as oneYour soft skin caresses my mind.Deep voice of thunder and melancholySing a...

Thu, 20 Sep 2012 22:38:53 +0100

Our legs entwine as one
Your soft skin caresses my mind.
Deep voice of thunder and melancholy
Sing a song of sadness and
My heart melts.
Fingers trace paths of love
Doubts shield insecurities
of mine, I can’t prevent them from
leaking through.
A thinker’s sickness.
You are perfect. How did it come to be
That I would lie in your arms?

Nightmarish visions drown my happiness
Yet, the small movements we made and
your response to them
Lightens my step. And,
I fall into a deep abyss of drunken euphoria.
And, I am at peace.

t0ronto: Fumigate the doubts that encircle your decisions!Have faith and trust in your own...

Thu, 20 Sep 2012 22:35:15 +0100

t0ronto:

Fumigate the doubts that encircle your decisions!
Have faith and trust in your own ambitions.
Listen, listen to the rhythm of your heart
Or mine. That is all that matters.
Unfold the unit of sacrifice.
For now, an unsealed bond will suffice.
My thoughts grow narrow
And narrower still, as I am plagued by my own insecurities.

You are my first thought at brink of day
And my last as night closes in. Dare I say,
You stalk my dreams and infiltrate my concentration.
You are the only worthy topic of conversation.
I grow madder still, as do my companions.
But at this moment, you are all that matters.

the kiss of karma

Thu, 13 Sep 2012 21:50:54 +0100

In writing this I wish you well,
Though, I send the kiss of karma.
My love is a fortune, though I will never sell.
My secrets are a haven, though I will never tell.

t0ronto: Flinching at the smallest of sounds; music in my ears. The call of lovers escapes me, and...

Tue, 26 Jun 2012 20:06:39 +0100

t0ronto:

Flinching at the smallest of sounds; music in my ears.
The call of lovers escapes me, and I no longer hear.
Covering hearts with dust with blankets that have been worn,
holding together bonds of trust that have once been torn.
Sitting lonely on a table that once had held friends,
holding back tears of discouragement for the happiness of others
for no end.
The close proximity of of our happiness has come to todays end, regardless of forgiveness,
or regularity trends.

the fluency of his languageand the tolerance of his mindcreated a spiral imageof devoted trusting...

Fri, 22 Jun 2012 00:49:36 +0100

the fluency of his language
and the tolerance of his mind
created a spiral image
of devoted trusting lies

You’re the stone in my shoeAnd the hair in my eye.You’re the devil’s own handsCaressing my...

Fri, 30 Mar 2012 23:02:08 +0100

You’re the stone in my shoe
And the hair in my eye.
You’re the devil’s own hands
Caressing my sides.
Your touch is apathetic
And your vision sees hate.
You drive me fucking crazy
But I regret it’s too late.

t0ronto: fuck i am highthis weed is so beautifuldont know how to rhymeWhen I am this high POETRY...

Fri, 16 Mar 2012 22:27:10 +0000

t0ronto:

fuck i am high
this weed is so beautiful
dont know how to rhyme
When I am this high

POETRY (Y)

t0ronto: You faked your own death with the fake knife in hand,You backed off the stage as though it...

Fri, 16 Mar 2012 21:31:56 +0000

t0ronto:

You faked your own death with the fake knife in hand,
You backed off the stage as though it was quick-sand.
You smiled wistfully, turned and fled,
While I lay on the carpet, watching you as I bled.

And blue eyes will cry,But roses will wilt.Shameless eyes hide,Yet sorrows won’t tilt.And...

Mon, 27 Feb 2012 18:16:49 +0000

And blue eyes will cry,
But roses will wilt.
Shameless eyes hide,
Yet sorrows won’t tilt.

And I’ll stand in the moonlight,
until morning come,
So dark night will pass,
And nightmares shall dance.

The darkest hour

Mon, 27 Feb 2012 18:15:14 +0000

The bottle shaking in my hand,
It’s a wonder I can barely stand.
Pain relievers drown my lips,
Broken thoughts and silent trips.

Tears like acid stain my cheeks,
Breath quickens and I can’t sleep.
A demon runs along my bones,
These fucking bones that I can’t throw.

To leave or go, there is no hope.
To die or live, a thought that won’t sit still.
A war-like pose lies in comatose,
A comatose I’d love to withhold.

I slept as I wept-In the depths of the crypts,In nightmares of mists,I found ignorance in bliss.

Thu, 02 Feb 2012 21:11:59 +0000

I slept as I wept-
In the depths of the crypts,
In nightmares of mists,
I found ignorance in bliss.

you make me want to play guitar,and sing my heart out in the rain.

Wed, 04 Jan 2012 06:08:28 +0000

you make me want to play guitar,
and sing my heart out in the rain.