Category Archives: Random Thoughts

Conceptual Desire 


Francesca da Rimini by William Dyce (1806-1864)


Conceptual Desire


Whispering haze…

Transfixed in your gaze,

The soul ignites to a transferring blaze… 

Succulent solacity…

Pouty lips proclivity,

The drumming heart sighs with beautific voracity…

Advertisements

What If?

 

thoughtful woman
Thoughtful Woman by Helena Wierzbicki 

 

 

What If 

 

What if I was to run down towards the sunset…

Where would I be?

Maybe the sunny sands of a hidden beach,

Soaking in the blues and pinks, crinkling my toes,

watching the waves, feeling the urge just to go go go …

 

What if I was to run down towards the sunrise…

Where would I be?

Maybe the jagged edges of the highest peaks,

Climbing each rock, digging in my feet,

Pulling each grasp, rising above exhaustion’s defeat…

 

What if I was to walk away from the sunrise…

Where would I be?

Maybe the icy slates of snow,

With bitter chills caressing each cheek,

Trudging each step, cracking each snap,

Lost in translation of melancholy’s past…

 

What if I was to walk away from the sunset…

Where would I be?

Maybe the smooth mounds of sandy dunes,

Marking my steps, erased with each breeze,

Continuously chasing the sun’s promise of that perfect dream…

Etched Deceit

Etched Deceit


Enticing words with mirrored lies…

Salacious sweets of devilish deceit…

Crossroads of burdens to either road…

Truths hold no bearing…

Logic has escaped the mind…

Choices may not be told but consequences will not be denied …

Imprinted to the heart,

Affixed to each word,

Conviction will scream & shout…

Integrity will demand to be heard…

Greener pastures dwindle brown,

Seasons renew to seize,

Death brings no mercy,

Tears of sorrow will forever sing,

As treacherous lies continues to ring,

The soulful bellows of saddness streams….

Alone

womans_face__by_lizziebishop
Womans Face by Lizzie Bishop

 

Alone

 

Vast and void are my thoughts …

Lost in sorrow’s transgressions …

Hollowed hellos muffle soulful tears …

Hesitant smiles prick each cheek …

Solemn movements tread each step …

Sighs of anguished defeat …

Through the shackles of isolation …

Through the chastising of solitude’s exquisite desolation…

Alone I sit,

Whips of curses,

Lashes of inflicted strikes,

No one listens,

No one sees,

No one makes the effort to truly understand me,

Alone I sit,

Alone I cry,

Alone I seek crimson streaks…

After moments trapped in agony’s grasp,

Alone I stand on my own two feet….

 

 

 

 

 

 

Unspoken 

Characters of the Night Series
Marmol Negro by Fabian Perez




Unspoken


Murmurs of what once was life…

Trickling down each grain…

Deposits of old dunes; crafted with ease by the winds tides…

Images of memoirs depicted of life’s robust encounters…

My heart sits,

My soul shifts,

Tears bring the bellowing Drums of unforgotten words unsaid…

Reminiscing of moments once shared…

Regretting moments missed…

Relishing the frustrated anger…

A broken heart brings knuckled white fist,

Beating each glass,

Taking each sip,

Letting Jack build confidence…

Hammering the table…

Proclaiming… “I don’t give a s***”…

Equal parts to blame,

Both fuel hurt with anger to mask our pain,

Two to tango,

Both to shame,

You’re just as guilty as I…

But while you’re free…

I’m still Shackled…

Hell bound to this linguistic torture…

of words unsaid…

Words misused…

Lost words of impeccable truths….

Blank to the Eye

 

hide-seek-lauri-blank
Hide & Seek by Lauri Blank

 

 

 

Blank to the Eye

 

With simple words, my heart lifts beyond your peering scope…

Beyond the horizon, lost in tranquil blues and pinks…your eyes fixated of the beautiful haze…

Peace knocks…but do you answer? Your cell rings and you fumble to hellos…

How am I different you ask over and over …

 

Let me break it down to the most basic of forms,

 

I live in each moment; relishing the delightful sweets and its bitter tonics,

I smile so brightly; the sun beams of envy,

I love with such intense passion; the moon can’t help but fervently covet every notion,

 

Embracing the soul’s sensuality; as it connects beyond cosmic pandemonium, luring the hearts desires,

Allowing the inner me to rift through the enticements of harmonic chaos…

Breathing life to the purest form of self-acceptance…

 

A reflection of me is that of a blank canvas…

Bleak…plain… with nothing of substance to the naked eye;

But if I let you look closely….

A magnificent masterpiece sits awaiting your peering wonderment,

Perfectly depicting hidden stories untold, Escapades of the heart’s content,

Captured in hues of glory, igniting the ember ruins of old pillared chambers,

Each with its own secrets whispered with each breath…

All yielded by the brush of Emotion’s stroke shifting in that of a blink…

Of course, this all comes with its own stipulation…

…That is if I choose to allow you to know the real me….

 

Selective Layers 

Blue Rabbit ll ~Lucy by Fabian Perez

Selective Layers 

Walking the walk

Shifting my talk

A devilish laugh I give

You think you know

Deciphering clues I’ve shown

Yet, you only learn what I choose to give

Unless your worthy

Unless my heart shifts

Just stop, your never gonna know this

Don’t sum me up

Don’t put me in a box

You’ll ever keep me trapped with that flimsy little lock