Unknown Writer 2002

 Why is everything funny to you Even when you hurt me brain washed With delusional acceptance I believe what you want and you’re happy with that you kick me but, I admit you never did you say false. Thing about me and I have to accept it or I will get hit People, are hurting all over the world But you care less, no you’re not annoying me it’s ok Bully me  There’s nothing wrong with that Cause if I torcher you I’m gone for life I’m accepting my hurt and turning It out words so anger shows nobody is perfect but you. I now accept it cause when I’m gone You’re the one who needs someone to lean on.

  And when i am gone  Don’t keep my memories in the glorious petal of a rose, But in the leaves fallen, yellowed Telling the story of Sun’s terrifying face nobody knew about. Don’t search for my fragrance in the air of suburbs But in the murky breathe of the woods A rage my soul created inside my mind Don’t let my poetries become a page in the torn book kept in a four walled confinement Rather see my story screaming in the way the window rattle, Reminding you of a silent storm inside my eyes Don't drink my essence from the same bottle I used to drink from But see my presence jumping with the glimmer over the river free and unabashed.

  Half past seven here in the evening, Could be past eight. I wouldn’t know, Sedentary under a crescent moon, Following from above the bus. Through vast wilderness as we move I reach closer listening to the mountain’s words. The fading life to the facing light perishing f aster in the window than I could grasp. So I ground my anxious feet and place my heart around the battle. I still have several nights to waste; before I deliver the message to the bears. I’m a passenger stuck between these haunting miles, When I had time I wasted raiding honeybees. But I still have several nights to rest before i convey the message to the bears.

 The skies are grey and cloudy. My will is gone and all that is left is my frustration. Why is it that so many things are thrown at me? Wasn’t the universe informed that I cannot catch? I have free time but I have yet to enjoy it. Emotions swirl around in my head, But I am unable to express them, Life is awful and I feel there is no bright light at the end of the tunnel.

  Here’s to life That wild ride That twists and turns And climbs and dives. I have said many Jeers to life Cheers to life Fears to life But now it’s just here’s to life. Because here it is, Right here and now Is all there is. No was, No will. Just the mind with all it’s frills And only the observer unseen Seeing a ride unfold in a dream I used to look But now i see There is just life Looking out through a ‘me’.

 She is a girl who loves sky and moon more than anything else. The rain gives her vibes. She can sit quietly on a rooftop looking at the clear sky. She is happy with her thoughts. She doesn’t need anything to be happy but nature. She likes to read books. She doesn’t like kindle. She is a mountain person. She doesn’t care about modern love. She is an old school. She only thinks doubts about her love. Being in love, she is clear of her feelings. She is honest about everything she feels and she says “ there is no comparison of her love.” You can find her smiling alone thinking about her love. She likes music. Her taste in music is different. She doesn’t like the mainstream noisy songs. She calms her mind with music. She likes to walk on empty roads. Se likes to look at the stars. She finds the handwritten letters better than the texts. She looks at the soul of a person. She is not judgmental of your looks or anything else. She closes her eyes when she smiles and its so cute. She talks...

 The girl gazed upon her surroundings with a silent sense of awe, As the quaint world pulsed with liveliness around her. Each fire dancing with joy, Each rainfall bursting with personality, And each sunset leaving the vibrant world to rest. She walked through forests with their mysterious and omnipotent knowledge, She sailed each ocean, Each with its vastly understanding soul. The sky watched her from above, And the earth protected her from below. She had a forever growing sense of curiosity, That let her perspective reach Her most compelling thoughts, She retried to rest in the grass and search the luminous sky for the stars above. Now with her infinite wisdom and old age, She has joined the stars she once searched for, And the earth she once gazed upon Now gazes upon her from afar.

 Opal eyes so full of wonder, Daughter you were born during the night Of ember skies, the sun torn asunder To create such aesthetic delights, Aromas of spice and warmth permeate Your senses amidst the tricks and frights. And though I know you sometimes hesitate, You’re partial to those leaves with an extra curl That satisfying crunch as your weight. Presses upon them, the wind all a whirl, Making you feel a bit infantile but child; Though you are woman, you can still be a girl. Daughter of October, embrace your wild: You deserve to love yourself as others do, You are allowed to be engulfed and be guiled, By no other person but you.

  When you are alone,  When you are lonely, When there is you and only you, You find yourself, You love yourself, When you haven’t set your tiny world and wish to step in the bigger world and wish success You work hard and you love yourself, But when you want happiness... You share your love and success with everyone in your reach starting with the nearest. YOUR PARENTS AND YOUR FAMILY. 

                            Languishing Languishing barefoot on the streets We once walked together The warm breeze that would caress your hair The sunshine that would lit your perfectly shaped face .. Ah!! How they made me go complete nuts I remember the corner We shared our favorite milkshakes  I remember yours Ugh!! How bad the cucumber in the salad was  I remember laughing at how silly you were... And now everything seems a mere dream The sunshine no more pleases And the breeze hurts... Would you walk to me again To the places I search you in??