urdeepestdesire

[urdeepestdesire]

Kites—just as our dreams and the stars; they’re too far away, with the thread of fate we’re struggling with. And just like that, there’s no meaning catching them in our hands; they were meant to be there, and we’re meant to only have our eyes wide open every time we look at them.

[urdeepestdesire]

The ocean is so beautiful yet deeply sorrowful; no wonder it is the weeping of the heaven.

[urdeepestdesire]

between light and darkness;

crossed, i am, on the body of void.

i used to walk on their thoughts;

now, that love ratted on me,

i am the devil to them

and, in that very way,

i am a god to the others.

i keep gazing down

at the faith bled on the ground

for i have met neither.

[urdeepestdesire]

Rapunzel,

who has been letting down

her words

out of her life,

had no one could see it

or getting close

to holding them.

she is now astonished;

for i am standing

in her own mind.

Morning Light Beam, Nick Alm

[urdeepestdesire]

warmth is beautiful; it’s precious. but connection is charming, tempting; it’s heavenly. you’d go for the coldest it can get to be swallowed by the intimate truth of being understood—wholly. and every time the sun rises you’d know that, indeed, it did worth the frost on your body.

[urdeepestdesire]

In a dark corner of your mind,

deep in the room

of melancholy;

there is a chair

i come sit on,

walking my fingers

along the marks that cover it all.

I raise my eyes,

you’re standing

with hands by sides;

i hug your coldness

i touch every meaning of you

every lost meaning.