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03/01 Direct Link
White hands drawn across silver sage Rising sun in a darkened sky                    Play a little melody on the air woven harp                                                                     With the silence of your being

Cerulean painted across the bleeding sky In circular whispers the water ripples Salty dew drops trail down porcelain Falling                       Falling                                                                Falling

Bleeding sky                                             Drifting as the fleeting cherry blossom                      Years of hollow pain                                              Nowhere to go

Dark hands drawn across silver sage Rising sun in an achromic sky                     Play a little melody on the air woven harp                                                                     With the essence of your being

And salty dew drops trail down porcelain Falling                       Falling                                                                Falling
03/02 Direct Link
The phone rings a second time, you do not pick up. I cannot help but wonder where you are, if there is any reason to account for the silence. I long to hear the rhythm of your breathing, the laughter in your voice. But it is not to be so. You are not there. I can only hear the sound of my own breathing, the sigh in my own voice. You are not on the other line. I long to hear the rhythm of your breathing, but it is not to be so. You are not there. Click....click...click...
03/03 Direct Link
The snow is heavy against your eyelids and you close them for just a moment. The need for sleep is overwhelming. There is a taste of blood in your mouth, whether it is real or imaginary you do not know. It is so cold. Your lips appear to have permanently taken on the colour of blue. The snow burns you as it touches your skin. You are so cold that you have stopped trembling. Eyes heavy. Drifting into sweet slumber. Your mind is a blank slate. Pausing in mid breath. You let out a tiny shiver. So cold. So cold.
03/04 Direct Link
Have you seen where I left it? The words that you said to me...they're still ringing in my ears like the tiny bell of remembrance...it tinkles. Static comes over me like a shockwave. I'm still wondering if you can hear me, the bittersweet murmurs of tomorrow's worries pattering listlessly at your door. Rain would have made a bigger impression. Wind and cloud have little to do with what goes on outside. Have you seen where I left it? I hold out my hand waiting, but there is nothing. All I can feel is the salt of heaven laying heavy.
03/05 Direct Link
The sun swallowed the moon in a single gulp. The world plunged not in eternal darkness but in eternal light. Sand grew hot under toes and rain would not fall on the parched earth, thirsty and yearning to wet its lips. Reaching tired and wiry fingers, the fern pleads for mercy, but the sky would not heed its cries, it turns a blind eye, teasingly drizzling a few sparse drops. The wind carried the last of the warrior voices, hollow and bleak. The sun swallowed the moon in a single gulp and the world was doused in suffering and chaos.
03/06 Direct Link
He is the very thing that I envisioned in the valley beyond the mist. His smile could light the whole village above the shadowy hilltops of Siam. Yellow robes and parchment paper lanterns dot the view below, looking more like the skin of a speckled quail's egg than a sea of people. He stands so proudly above that shadowy hilltop looking to the east. The outline of his face so faint against the dark backdrop around him. He closes his eyes and falls back. He thinks he can fly. And for one moment I thought I could see his wings...
03/07 Direct Link
Siyahamba...siyahamba...siyahamba...the shaman chants in a voice not quite joyful, not quite sad. Siyahamba...siyahamba...siyahamba...the world is not quite crying, not quite glad. Siyahamb ekukhanyen kwenkhos...the shaman chants in time...siyahamba...siyahamba...siyahamba...he continues in his rhyme. Siyahamba...siyahamba...siyahamba...the shaman raises his head to the sky...siyahamba...siyahamba...siyahamba...raindrops flow from his eyes. In a voice not quite joyful, not quite sad...siyahamba...siyahamba...siyahamba..he continues in this way. Siyahamba...siyahamba...siyahamba ekukhanyen kwenkhos...ekukhanyen kwenkhos...ekukhanyen kwenkhos...siyahamba...siyahamba...siyahamba...the wind softly hums to itself...siyahamba...siyahamba...siyahamba
03/08 Direct Link
A dragon consumes your arm and makes a meal out of your eyes that are so lost in the black of night. You don't seem to live here anymore, the taste of blood will always stay in your mouth. One by one your brothers have died, sons you will never know, faces you dare not look at while you swing wildly with your blade cutting more than air. The elements seem in disarray, set off kilter. So many are down, so many wounded. Can you hear that sound? I think I hear him coming...he's here to take you home...
03/09 Direct Link
Something is missing in the pits of this tiny patch of darkness amongst the rainwater. Your hands face the air, heavy with unspoken knowledge, holding a line that broke when bent. These dewdrops will not save you. Will not save you. Will not save you. These dewdrops will not save the world. Apparition standing in the far corner fading between nothingness. Not quite certain if the eyes are deceiving you. Running like the falls of time and blinding light. These dewdrops will not save you. Will not save you. Will not save you. These dewdrops will not save the world.
03/10 Direct Link
Soul bleed through the papers like watery ink laden with suffering. Chained to the glowing orb like a monkey on your back. Figment of naivety destroys mankind. I'm sorry I can't lie to you. I'm sorry. Head knocked against a thousand aisles, no forgiveness to be found. Still bleeding through papers, the suffering is spreading around. Little white dream. Little white hope. Dashed to pieces in the cold. Ice portal traps the physical body. I'm sorry I can't lie to you. I'm sorry. There doesn't seem like much is left in these four walls. Careening through hell in my head.
03/11 Direct Link
Wake up! Take that head of yours out of the clouds, out of the mist around the faraway look in your eyes. Wake up! There is little time for nonsense, little time to waste. Lock your eyes in a bind, lock them on the prize. Wake up! Wake up! Shake your head, shake your head. Shake the thoughts from your hollow head. You're not allowed to have thoughts. You might get ideas. You might get ideas. You might get ideas. The world would be in chaos if you get ideas. Blank. Clear the slate. Clear the slate. Clear the slate.
03/12 Direct Link
Sitting in this room alone and at peace. But I am sitting in this room alone and not at peace. My mind is reeling and it's going on and on and on until even I can't recall anything that happened in these four walls. You make me go crazy with paranoia, you make me go crazy. I can't seem to find any reason to go on but to see you. To see you makes me alive, but also makes me sad. To see you makes me go insane with paranoia, makes me go insane in these four white walls. Insane.
03/13 Direct Link
When there is no other thing to do but to be with the ethereal moments that lead me to you. When there is no other thing to say but to sit in the silence of our sorrows that lead me to you. There is little for me to do...there is little for me to do. When I have no other choice but to sit here with you. When I have no other choice but to wait here for you. I cannot love you if you are burrowing away from me. I cannot love you unless you love yourself. Love me.
03/14 Direct Link
Here, there, and back again. Old Bilbo Baggins said to young Frodo. Here, there, and back again to my adventures with my Precious. You can trust no one...you can trust no one...don't trust anyone. You must do it alone...all alone...all alone. When it's down to the very thing that completes you, you have only the ring and nothing else. Do not share it, do not share it, do not share it. It is my Precious. It is my Precious. It is mine! "But I must destroy it!" exclaimed young Frodo. "Then destroy it before it destroys you!"
03/15 Direct Link
Wonder to me what good it will be when you crawl out of the hole you have dug so far for yourself. How can you determine where you stand if you don't even know who you are? There is little that I can do, you're just going to have to learn to put on a brave face and smell the rancid dew of the present. An electric wasteland, an electric wasteland so full of shit. There's so much that we must swim through. So much crap that fills our mouths that we cannot breathe. Cannot breathe. Cannot breathe. Cannot breathe.
03/16 Direct Link
Lie to me. Lie to me. I cannot collectively understand what the dreary present has to show me. I cannot comprehend the coy smile that you lure me with. Lie to me. Lie to me. Lie to me all over again. I do not want to feel. I do not want to think. I want to demolish these fleeting thoughts. Demolish these fleeting thoughts. Lie to me. Lie to me. Lie to me once more. When the walls are drowning our cries and submerse us in crooked dreams. Lie to me. Lie to me. Lie to me before I fall.
03/17 Direct Link
Enter me the temple, enter the forbidden dream. Show your phantom claws. Tinker with the life that I lay before you. String together beads, string together forgiveness. Clutch the words that I've breathed into you. Clutch what society has hurled in your direction. There will not be many opportunities. There is not much time, not much time for us. Save me. I'm so afraid that you will leave me in this vessel. I cannot drink the river dry. There is no river to drink dry. Answer my call. Enter me the temple, enter the expanse of my mind. Re-ensole me.
03/18 Direct Link
I remember when the world fell open praying for mercy. But no one heard her call. No one was home to hear her call. I believe in yesterday. I believe in eternity. But there is only eternal hell. There is only eternal hate. I remember when the world came crying. I remember the world was crying for someone to care. But no one was home. No one was home to hear her call. It makes me sick to think that no one is listening. It makes me sick to know that all we can do is sit around and stare.
03/19 Direct Link
Today there is little substance when there is only tragedy in every moment. Tears are breathed in as if air were stale. There is nothing that I can do to save you from your fears. There is nothing that I can say that will wash these tears away. They wash your soul. They cleanse the earth. The earth is drowning in tears. Drowning in tears. There is little nonsense and far less hope in your eyes. Laughter hangs out of place in the backdrop. Laughter grows old. There is nothing that I can do to save you from your fears.
03/20 Direct Link
There's nothing like knowing that everywhere I turn you will be right there staring into my eyes again. But there is little hope that you will ever look my way. There is little hope that you will ever see me as beautiful. I can only wait. I can only wait. But the wait is taking forever. I do not know what I feel, there is a burning in my heart. I do not know what to think, my mind is reeling violently. But there you are staring into my eyes again. The wait is taking forever. I can't wait forever.
03/21 Direct Link
Head down low in shadow, draped in a cloak of gossamer. Tiptoing as light as a flighty hummingbird in the surreal moment of the night. Floating precariously above the rafters of tree branches making shadows with the moon, stealthy gliding in the forest trying not to make a sound. Her golden eyes catch hold of a girl all alone. Honing in on her like a raging wolf she turns in for the kill, sinking her canines and tasting the first of blood. She looks up at the moon again and smiles a secret grin...oh how she loves the night.
03/22 Direct Link
Love is the greatest thief, cornering the lonely heart that is drunken in the sound of a faraway flute. Love lacks in the knowledge to heal pain, it lacks in the knowledge to carry truth. Coveted by the briars of years, mossed in the myriad of threads, each leading to a new path but all converging to the same destination. There is little that a human can do in the face of a raging dragon. Love will snare the human heart, all it can do is surrender. Falling into the abyss so convoluted – all the heart can do is surrender....
03/23 Direct Link
Chocolate kisses and honey laced love orbiting a globe of Jupiter dust. Where did the time go? Where did the time go? Mystic forces bind us together in the valley of hidden masks. Do you know where your children are? Do you know where your children are? You cannot protect them from the serpent tongues. Nor can you prevent them from treading beyond forbidden doors. Where did the time go? Young boys become men and young girls become women. Where did the time go? Do you know where your children are? No more chocolate kisses. Where are the children now?
03/24 Direct Link
Owww...my eye hurts...I think there's something in my eye. Right now I'm typing my 100 words with my eyes closed...I wonder how it's turning out...owwww...my eye really hurts...but I don't see anything in it...I keep squinting but it's not getting better. It's like a thousand aper cuts over my eye...that's just painful even just listening to the sound of it. Like sharp swords slicking the air...sharp swords slicing the emptiness...all I see is darkness now. All I see is a black canvas waiting to be painted. Go figure. Owww...my eye.
03/25 Direct Link
Yesterday I sat at the window sill and awaited the rain to cleanse me of my fears. Today I sit near the sill and waited for the sun to dry up the last of my tears. I waited for the wind to carry my thoughts away and a faraway song to fill my heart. There is destruction all around us. There are walls that are falling around our ears, walls of fragile sheets of onion paper. I cannot hold on forever. There is so much crashing all around us and I am no longer in control. Will anyone save me?
03/26 Direct Link
Tell me where the roses grow on the silver river glean, where dew drops linger on tips of lily leaves. Tell me where the roses grow over river under dale, where fairies dance and play like children.

Tell me where the roses grow. Tell me where the roses grow.

Tell me where your secrets lie on tangled web of gossamer, where elixirs of ambrosia are camouflaged by a young maiden's voice. Tell me where your secrets lie over river under dale, where fairies dance and play like children.

Tell me where your secrets lie. Tell me where your secrets lie.

03/27 Direct Link
I cover my eyes in hopes that I will not have to see pain. I cover my ears in hopes that I will not hear pain. I cover my lips in hopes that I will not speak of pain. But I am not strong enough. I cannot stop the pain. I cannot stop the tragic air hanging around us from being breathed in. I cover my eyes, but it will not stop the pain. I cover my ears, but it will not stop the pain. I cover my lip,s but I cannot stop the pain. I am not strong enough.
03/28 Direct Link
There's a silence that is beautiful in the evening surrender. There's a silence that is empowering in the deadly thunder. A silence left stirring listlessly in the night. Something is in the air. There is something in the air and I can feel it. I want to surrender to your love. I want to surrender to your love. But there's nothing that I can give you in return. Nothing I can guarantee to you but my love. There's a silence that is beautiful in the evening surrender. I want to fall into your love. My love to you I surrender.
03/29 Direct Link
Amai amai amai

boy...boy hidden...

fukai fukai fukai mori.

There is still so much that I don't know. There is still so much I don't know. You are hidden where I can't find you.

Watashi watashi watashi...

I can't find you. There's a sweet voice in my head saying

amai amai amai... fukai mori....fukai fukai fukai mori.

I need you to love me. I need you to love me. Love me dear boy. There is no one else. No one else that I want to be with.

Amai amai amai...

boy in fukai mori...

fukai fukai fukai mori.
03/30 Direct Link
Hold this chalice in your hand and drink a drop of wine. The sweet elixir rolls across your tongue like silken kisses hot against your throat. She bites into you like an early worm into an apple. Her nails against your back, rocking your head back and forth. Sweat trickles along your temples but you cannot smell nor feel the bitterness of it. All you can taste is the sweetness of her kiss and her hair tickling your nose and whiskers. A scent unimaginable. The sweet elixir rolls across your tongue and works its way down your throat like fire.
03/31 Direct Link
I wonder if he knows that I cannot hide my feelings for him. I want to take him on a journey far away from this place. Take a rocket ship to the stars. I wonder if he knows. There is so much that I want to tell him, but I am so afraid. To lose him would be tragical I would surely fall from Earth. I wonder if he knows. I cannot help that my head and heart do not want to stay still. I need to tell him that I cannot hide any longer. Tell him so he knows.