write down my poems

Empty,
fill me with your fears, dreams and aspirations, here i’ll hold them dear, here i’ll keep them waiting for more.

I am a vessel fill me with your thoughts,

Empty,

I am the cup to the tea you just finished, grab another and muse some more each time i await that empty pour, the moment you’ll put me down and go away find another item to hold you,

Empty,

I am the mind that draws a blank, filled with questions but no answers, frustrations with no relief in sight. The knowledge to meet the end is all i could want.

Empty,

I am the heart that yearns for a lover, the loner who wishes he had someone whom he could tell how lonely he is, the mistress who shares a love and finds her bed empty at night, waiting for the time when the one she shares might choose her over the other.

Empty,

I am the night and all is clear the stars shine hollow and the sun has set the clouds have fled, people who decide there’s no wonder in a clear night sky stay inside away from the cold.

Empty,

I am the boy, the girl, the man, the woman, who has just lost all she had to live for, a storm of situations they just couldn’t handle the warm of day holds no comfort, these days are not the ones we had planned for.

Empty,

I am the cool space between, the place where no one wants to be, I am the place between where you are and where you’re going, the Journey that some don’t want to take, the area that all happens in, the place everyone leaves only to return, empty i am the cool space between here and now, the heart that yearns and more. I am more than anyone can handle and much less than we wish one would wish for.

It’s song I made =D
Capo 3rd fret,strum pattern DDuu/DDuu….but i just realised i really can’t convey the intricacies without having someone heard it lol but it’s sung in the talking style of bright eyes (eg. first day of my life), love that band

C (032010)
E (022100)
A minor (002210)
F (003211)
G minor (320033)

Now I’ll be short and sweet about this, but i just can’t stand it when you look me in the eyes and i try to tell you this politely, but theres just no way to put it. And i can’t seem to live without it, cause your touch just keeps me going for miles and miles.
I just don’t think you can ever see, just the way you mean to me, but i don’t think that i want you too, cause there’s a brightening fear it’ll just scare you and that baby is not what i want to do.
So here we are standing side by side, looking up at the night time skies and that’s when it dawns on me that the most beautiful thing i see, is you.
then i lean in a little closer for a kiss, but I’m just so silly, yea i miss. that’s when you whisper “try again” and our lips touch, I’m in heaven.
Now I’ll be short and sweet about this, but i just can’t stand it when you look me in the eyes, and i try to tell you this politely, but there’s just no way to put it, and when i look you in the eyes all i see, all those hugs and kisses all we used to be. Now i sit home alone with my tears, there’s no way to get back to what we had.

Her kiss is a sweet treason, It pulls every time the one thing that wills surrender, tingled of fear suppressed, pain erased a life finds reason in those lips. A man a princess in his midst, an angel, he believes her kiss, she’s worth the risk he’ll plead to any court, it’s his heart she wished to court, and those lips, he’ll boast, caught his mind in their jumble his treason he finds is in refusing. He watched her run away treason to high a crime to stay

I haven’t posted anything in a while but I’ve been writing a lot lately so I don’t really know why =/ here’s one of the new ones.. enjoy =]

Help in this love filled ocean is hard to come by, all preoccupied with their love and I’m tired of their love and how I can never find it, keep your eyes to the sky I’m sure that’s where they hide it

I will say I kinda miss having a gf, it’s been a bit, but to be honest i just think i need a bit more time

The beat of the blood through my veins, The feel of it rushing back and forth, a train in my stream. My breath flowing in and out, too quick to catch, my throat raw the air so dry. That’s the feeling I go for, that’s the thing that makes me know I’m alive, that’s why I go out for these runs but the roar, no bark the bark of the dog, the baying getting closer and louder the reason I could barely breath the reason my blood was flowing through my muscles like a dam had just broken loose wasn’t usual.
I looked back and sure enough there he was, Lucky my next door neighbours dog, he must of followed me for about a whole block now. I hoped I could tire him but he showed no sign of slowing, I thought I heard somewhere that dogs got tired pretty quickly but I guess not.

I was pretty sure that he was going to continue chasing me and Lucky’s been know to have his bipolar moments and I wasn’t about to fall victim to one of them, no matter how “friendly” his owners say he is. So there it was my chance staring me right in the face, calling to me, telling me to be ready for escape, my muscles heeded escapes call without a thought they became ready tensing in anticipation for the jump, no leap, flight into the air because that’s what it’d take to get over that fence. Without a chance for rationality or reconsidering I was…I was in the air I couldn’t believe it, I was gonna make it, was gonna get away from lucky! Then all at once my face started heading toward the ground alarms rang in my mind confusion set its claws in my mind first, then deep dread as I realised my foot hit the fence and I was tripping…falling…falling head first! then I was out, just a giant black abyss with a white hot pain searing my forehead burning its imprint into my mind, I’ll never forget that pain.

THUMP, that was lucky…I’m pretty sure he’s never gonna forget that pain either. I could barely hear him collapse through the cloud of pain I was in. I stumbled around looking for a way out of the cloud, blind as I was bumping and tripping all the way. I made it about 10 steps before I collapsed…that was the way I start my summer, bedridden for 2 weeks. 2 weeks of my summer gone because of a dog a stupid bipolar dog. I’ll never forget the best two weeks of summer I never got to experience, they all said its was amazing I missed the best two weeks ever all I’ll ever hear are the stories and how I should have been there that the beach was so amazing the sand so warm the sun so yellow, like it was shining for the last time before it went to sleep, the water so perfect surfers getting the perfect waves without even trying to look for them how those 2 weeks were so amazing. that dog, that stupid dog took them away from me, the only two weeks of summer…

HOW TO BE ALONE by Tanya Davis
If you are at first lonely, be patient. If
you’ve not been alone much, or if
when you were, you weren’t okay with
it, then just wait. You’ll find it’s fine to
be alone once you’re embracing it.
We could start with the acceptable
places, the bathroom, the coffee shop,
the library. Where you can stall and
read the paper, where you can get
your caffeine fix and sit and stay
there. Where you can browse the
stacks and smell the books. You’re
not supposed to talk much anyway so
it’s safe there.
There’s also the gym. If you’re shy
you could hang out with yourself in
mirrors, you could put headphones in
(guitar stroke).
And there’s public transportation,
because we all gotta go places.
And there’s prayer and meditation. No
one will think less if you’re hanging
with your breath seeking peace and
salvation.
Start simple. Things you may have
previously (electric guitar plucking)
based on your avoid being alone
principals.
The lunch counter. Where you will be
surrounded by chow-downers.
Employees who only have an hour
and their spouses work across town
and so they - like you - will be alone.
Resist the urge to hang out with your
cell phone.
When you are comfortable with eat
lunch and run, take yourself out for
dinner. A restaurant with linen and
silverware. You’re no less intriguing a
person when you’re eating solo
dessert to cleaning the whipped
cream from the dish with your finger.
In fact some people at full tables will
wish they were where you were.
Go to the movies. Where it is dark and
soothing. Alone in your seat amidst a
fleeting community.
And then, take yourself out dancing to
a club where no one knows you. Stand
on the outside of the floor till the
lights convince you more and more
and the music shows you. Dance like
no one’s watching…because, they’re
probably not. And, if they are, assume
it is with best of human intentions.
The way bodies move genuinely to
beats is, after all, gorgeous and
affecting. Dance until you’re sweating,
and beads of perspiration remind you
of life’s best things, down your back
like a brook of blessings.
Go to the woods alone, and the trees
and squirrels will watch for you.
Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the
streets, there’re always statues to
talk to and benches made for sitting
give strangers a shared existence if
only for a minute and these moments
can be so uplifting and the
conversations you get in by sitting
alone on benches might’ve never
happened had you not been there by
yourself
Society is afraid of alonedom, like
lonely hearts are wasting away in
basements, like people must have
problems if, after a while, nobody is
dating them. but lonely is a freedom
that breaths easy and weightless and
lonely is healing if you make it.
You could stand, swathed by groups
and mobs or hold hands with your
partner, look both further and farther
for the endless quest for company.
But no one’s in your head and by the
time you translate your thoughts,
some essence of them may be lost or
perhaps it is just kept.
Perhaps in the interest of loving
oneself, perhaps all those sappy
slogans from preschool over to high
school’s groaning were tokens for
holding the lonely at bay. Cuz if you’re
happy in your head than solitude is
blessed and alone is okay.
It’s okay if no one believes like you.
All experience is unique, no one has
the same synapses, can’t think like
you, for this be releived, keeps things
interesting lifes magic things in
reach.
And it doesn’t mean you’re not
connected, that communitie’s not
present, just take the perspective you
get from being one person in one
head and feel the effects of it. take
silence and respect it. if you have an
art that needs a practice, stop
neglecting it. if your family doesn’t
get you, or religious sect is not meant
for you, don’t obsess about it.
you could be in an instant
surrounded if you needed it
If your heart is bleeding make the
best of it
There is heat in freezing, be a
testament.

and I’ll use this water to douse the flames of my heart wait till you turn your back and see them re-alight as you walk away. cast your shadow where you once stood and throw me into darkness, with false hopes of a child lay bear, falling through the sky like the dreams that once powered their minds, glass ceiling hit, limits met. The sky only extends so far, and so does this innocents, bound in a world which holds thieves who steal the unattainable and burn the unbreakable, the sky’s the limit they say and so I reached mine, so I grab this water and told them a lie, I doused my heart as you walked away cast your shadow on my flame chilling the bones of the dreamer in me.

I don’t know what word I’m looking for to describe you, Amazing isn’t it, its the furthest from it and the most un-descriptive word.

I don't know what words I'm looking for but I hope they find, they can pull you to me, tug you in my direction.

I don't know what words I'm looking for but they're more than three I can tell you that. Three just isn't enough to say what I want to, it'll never be enough.

I don't know what words you'd use but I hope they resemble mine, I hope they take this hope and multiply the feeling that's fighting not to die.

I want to write something. I want to write something for me not for you, not so you can see what I’ve come to, but so I can see how far I can look, how long I can hold my breath, how far in the sky I’ve flown.
I want to write about how much I’ve gotten better and how even though it wont ever be quite as good as when you were here its still good.
I want to write about how I see your smile and I’m not sad any more, I just hope that right now as I think of it its still on your face as big as ever.
I want to write about how my smile is coming back and staying longer and longer as time passes us by, how your memory stays on my mind for shorter and shorter times but I just can’t see it never begin there at all.
I want to write something for me and not to show you how far I’ve gone without you or how far I can go but to show me that I can write something for me.

Well i dont know what will surround it but this is a good start. just thought it up and couldnt help but get it down and i must say i like it =D, might tweak it to see if i can make it flow better but ya

a little bird flew down to me, said theres no one else who can be what your gonna be, all they can do is sit back and see the great things and appreciate them, or be green with envy.