ramblinglostyippie

[ramblinglostyippie]

Orbit

They told me to orbit in love

and not to fall in it

they told me to watch my steps 

my words and promises

they tried to teach me how to love

for neither of us is sure

They never told me that it was this hard

to stand apart

and hope for a future together

a future with you

to be together, without being attached

to love, and let live. 

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Promises

I can’t tell you the number of whispered promises I wished never left my lips. 

The ages run past us, the times have changed. My heart is racing, like always I must say. 

I’m not as good as you imagined, and you’re not anything I thought you were. But why do I feel this magnetic pull towards you.

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The earth

This earth belongs to none

You may not draw lines on it and claim them your own

You may not water it

And claim it your mother

It did not birth you

It does not want you

It will consume you

But it will never belong to you

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Circles.

The madness is of a new kind, it doesn’t show itself too soon and is lost in time between now and yesterday. 

It forms a web beneath the real, and coils itself around my thoughts. 

Thin tendrils reaching out touching the edges and closing in on the beating heart of the mind. 

It pulls together the days of happiness and mixes them with the imprint of disappointment, so effectively it amazes me.

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Like The River

Flow like the river,

holding nothing in your sway.

Over the rocks and the pebbles

Cutting through stone

Searing through sand

Feeling, flowing and falling

Hit the ground from atop the cliff, 

Pick your pieces at the bottom

And continue to flow

Your journey may last a thousand miles,

before the sea swallows you

Or you may evaporate before you reach

Nonetheless, flow

Cause what else are you gonna do? Stand?

Standing water sees no scenery.

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Wo/men

Some wo/men love eagerly, they wear their hearts on their sleeves - they paint their faces with the colours they feel and function by the rules of the game. They see the flaws of what is, and brush over it with the thick blanket of love they feel. They pad your paucity with the depth of their being, making you feel too full at times, the kind of comfort you yearn for but never know how to own.

Some wo/men love reticently, a little a day but seeing the person you can be, not the person you are - they paint you in the colours of the world they wish to see against a backdrop of the ugliness that may be. They work through the cracks and fissures, sealing you with their love, they understand you more deeply than you will ever understand yourself, they love you where you are but can take you where you want to be.

Some wo/men don’t love, the engage intermittently, in pauses between long breaths, leeching at love but never feeling it. Taking moments that they soak in and they float away, and they paint themselves in the colours of the wind - erratic inconsistent, most likely to leave you wanting, dissatisfied, likely to ask for more knowing that what you’ve had is a drop of nectar from an unassuming vat of what seems like bliss, but in reality is filtered distress.

Your heart is an underfed thing, a tyrant unto itself, you will find the wo/man that will fill you and turn away, you will meet the wo/man who will nourish you and you will turn away and you will choose the one that will starve you and stay. Because you choose to be hungry, disallow yourself from feeling too much, because when you look into the mirror, you see only half of you and she does too. 

The rest of you waits by the door, as you finish. You will come back for more, and s/he will take you, but you’ll never be whole.

You could be any of the three, who do you choose to be?

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Hello Little Girl

Hi little girl. 

Are you lost?

Don’t worry one bit - we all are.

What was that? Your mummy doesn’t care?

Don’t worry little girl, noone does.

Oh no little girl. You missed the train.

Too bad you’re going to have to wait for it again.

Do you need change? Let me check my pockets.

Oh no little girl - I’ve got no quarters.

Look around little girl, you might find a bowl.

Can you sing a tune or two?

Some one might spare you 

Change I mean.

Here’s my cab!

Good luck to you.

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Bliss

A lingering tune in the air Waiters milling around A few fleeting glances As I raise my arm to order He arrives, faint smile fading "One or two ma'am?" His doubts affirmed He politely nods and returns Armed with a menu And a shadowed smile As I browse through the menu I forget the absence of company The dim music Delicious aroma of arriving food Takeover my thoughts Time flows on And. Before I realise it My loneliness is gone I begin to enjoy The company of self And although one, I feel like two Smiling to myself I leave him a generous tip For not intruding in my space And allowing me to be alone For taking myself out to dinner Has been bliss tonight

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Legacy

Where will you go when I'm gone? What will you call me when I'm not here How long will you want me How far will you go to remember me?

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Rose

In dark desolation A bud springs In months to come It will wither and die Adding to the earth It's scent and sorrows

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Escape

Looking for a way

Out of this maze

Holding a dying lamp

Walking in a daze

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Gap

A space in time 

A void unfilled

An end to a beginning

An end to end

Lost voices

Known vices

Feverish kisses

No way to decide

which road to hell

Test and try

Until you die

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She

A frangipani flower

floating at the edge of the water

Her saree floats downstream 

as she floats in freedom

a smile on her lips

and peace in her eyes

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Spirit

A single flickering sun

inside a waiting spirit

looking for a place to be

in a world of lost ones

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Streets

Empty streets of lost lives Spent chasing ideals of great lies Eyes wide open Yet dead inside Chasing stars it forgot to find

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Chasing

Chasing stars through empty streets Staring up at starlight skies Hand in hand with a loveless lie Staying in bed with a passion of mine

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Sometimes

Sometimes I write later in the night Sometimes I wish I’d never met a few people Sometimes I find calming voices in musical notes Sometimes I want to hit restart on life