Days had passed since Kenji and Aikasa’s painful goodbye. Until now, she couldn’t grasp the idea that they were already through. The past few nights were pure torture. She wept until she fell asleep with Kenji in her mind. People could say that she was heartless for choosing her dream over him but ironically, she did not regret every decision she had made that day. Yes, she was hurt but she didn’t regret doing it. She jus...
If everyone was able to be free to be themselves, the truly vulnerable; no walls, no masks, no lies, their souls would heal, their bitterness would lessen, their pain of spending years trying to fit someone else's image of who they should be would subside. But they can't, they don't, they won't. Because they may never meet that person who accepts their soul for what it really is, with all its cracks and scars. The person...
Decisions Cripple our daily thoughtsLoved ones pulling one wayFriends the other DesiresWishing to be a lone manNo one pulling, tearing me upForever tearless DreamsWelcome hiding placeAlternate reality in consolementForever alone DeterminationLocking myself awayFor the love of my descendantForever barred Decisions, no moreDesires, no moreDreams, no moreLife, no more
This poem only available on Stories SpaceThe gleam of dew drops on snowdrops awakening the soil from slumber;The shooting myriads of rainbow arrows slicing through the waterfall’s rushing giggles;The fresh tang of salt sea air teasing and playing through the marram grass;The flit, flit, flitting of a sleepy butterfly, drunk with her fill of nectar;The squelching ooze of melting ice cream dripping through fingers that were...
Tonight, when you lay down to sleep I hope you dream about me.Now, close your eyes my darling, relax your body, mind and soul.Go to a place where lovers meet, look around, can you see me.I always dream of you, going to that place where only two can go.I’m there darling, looking for you, longing for this to be real.I reach out to you, our fingers touch, I feel it deep in my soul.Your caress trailing softly on my skin, "Oh...
Decisions to make, not knowing which?Bring into full light, for everyone to see?Wonton real desires, real factual needs?Bury back again, dark, deep maybe at sea? Feeling of something foreign,within my mouth be tasted.Desires can they be realized, do they need forever wasted? Can one chocolate satisfy,do I consume them all? Will a box full gratify,do I dare seize the call? Will I be happy with just a taste?Will I fall into...
Old Cowpoke I am an old cowboy, yes I am, I grew up on a ranch or farm. The cattle and other livestock I learned early how to charm. Growing up, a real cowpoke was all I ever wanted to be. My brother and I always played Cowboys and Indians with glee. I was always Gene Autry; Champion was my trusty horse. My brother was Roy Rogers; he would ride Trigger of course. With saddles between our legs, mounted on our mighty steeds...
