Going from Monday to Thursday to my cabin. But i dont wanna go. My friend Emily is coming back from holidays on monday.. so i wont see her.. my friend mitch is moving on Thursday so i'll only see him off at the airport.. i dunno BAD TIMING i guess :/ and then again i talk to Chels every day
Dunno what i'd do if i couldn't :P Sounds pathetic but its true :P
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Superglue
Smiling for Miles,
whenever i'm around you.
Cant stay away,
cause i'm stuck with some weird kinda superglue.
Laughing like a tard,
whenever i talk to you.
Wont walk away,
cause i'm stuck with some strange sorta superglue.
Fed a million kinds of Cheese,
as i dish out the same for you.
Marveling in why you'd stay,
are you stuck with the same type of superglue?
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hahahaha wow.. another personal piece.. :P
whenever i'm around you.
Cant stay away,
cause i'm stuck with some weird kinda superglue.
Laughing like a tard,
whenever i talk to you.
Wont walk away,
cause i'm stuck with some strange sorta superglue.
Fed a million kinds of Cheese,
as i dish out the same for you.
Marveling in why you'd stay,
are you stuck with the same type of superglue?
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hahahaha wow.. another personal piece.. :P
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Preying on a Poet
A seductress follows, her charms thrown around, dancing as if airless.
Her ideal is to make the hearts of the loving foolish and careless.
Following without Mercy, never leaving when asked.
Fuck off sweet seductress, it is to love not shallowness i am tasked.
A Seductress, easily jealous, when her flawless charms seem weak,
Soon rips a wound in her target, with an effort less than meek.
But her prey never weakens though secrets have been told
The Poet just keeps walking, a pace no less than bold.
The Secrets spilled out everywhere spewing from the prey
and in that fashion did it continue for many following days.
But the Poet simply kept about his pace
knowing nothing more revolting than the beauty of her face.
And when the day comes that the seduction is finally done
the mind of the bold, undaunted poets shall be taunted and overrun.
For the secrets that fell as the seductress did attack
are now, more than ever, weighing heavy on his back.
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Based on a Nightmare
Her ideal is to make the hearts of the loving foolish and careless.
Following without Mercy, never leaving when asked.
Fuck off sweet seductress, it is to love not shallowness i am tasked.
A Seductress, easily jealous, when her flawless charms seem weak,
Soon rips a wound in her target, with an effort less than meek.
But her prey never weakens though secrets have been told
The Poet just keeps walking, a pace no less than bold.
The Secrets spilled out everywhere spewing from the prey
and in that fashion did it continue for many following days.
But the Poet simply kept about his pace
knowing nothing more revolting than the beauty of her face.
And when the day comes that the seduction is finally done
the mind of the bold, undaunted poets shall be taunted and overrun.
For the secrets that fell as the seductress did attack
are now, more than ever, weighing heavy on his back.
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Based on a Nightmare
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Up the Creek
Up the Creek without a paddle
facing rapids rushing swift
raging currents hoping to meddle
and cause in my life some empty rift.
Up the Creek without a paddle
abandoned by what i needed most.
Of blame i daren't dabble
when i've lost the support i've needed most.
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C'mon Sil, C'mon Allie, C'mon anybody
theres something i need to say
that may not last the end of tomorro
i've known this many days
but had no advice to borrow.
C'mon somebody
facing rapids rushing swift
raging currents hoping to meddle
and cause in my life some empty rift.
Up the Creek without a paddle
abandoned by what i needed most.
Of blame i daren't dabble
when i've lost the support i've needed most.
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C'mon Sil, C'mon Allie, C'mon anybody
theres something i need to say
that may not last the end of tomorro
i've known this many days
but had no advice to borrow.
C'mon somebody
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Feather in the Breeze
The look of love is in your eyes
moving my heart like a feather in a breeze.
The look of love, always a shameless surprise,
dancing through when in your eyes we meet.
The lust of desire is in your face
moving my heart like a feather in the breeze.
The lust of desire, always a comforting embrace
dances through when in our minds we meet.
With our arms holding us together
my heart moves like a feather in the breeze.
Fighting our emotions most torrential weather
as we dance along the world, hoping to meet.
One last glance,
One final need,
And a goodbye ever taunted and whispered.
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This started of meaning something personal and then its something different all together... oh well
moving my heart like a feather in a breeze.
The look of love, always a shameless surprise,
dancing through when in your eyes we meet.
The lust of desire is in your face
moving my heart like a feather in the breeze.
The lust of desire, always a comforting embrace
dances through when in our minds we meet.
With our arms holding us together
my heart moves like a feather in the breeze.
Fighting our emotions most torrential weather
as we dance along the world, hoping to meet.
One last glance,
One final need,
And a goodbye ever taunted and whispered.
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This started of meaning something personal and then its something different all together... oh well
Friday, August 1, 2008
Crazy ---the shortest poem i ever wrote
We're all a little bit crazy.
We're all a lot insane.
Though in some eyes we are lazy
to others all we do is train.
We're all a lot insane.
Though in some eyes we are lazy
to others all we do is train.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Awkward Moments
I'm such a tard i cant stop laughing
while adorable moments whisk us away.
These wonderful moments i cant help mapping
as i write about the brightest of days.
I'm such a dork i cant stop smiling
while wonderful moments strive to pass us by.
These beautiful days, my memories tiling,
are worth more to me than the sky.
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This one here is super personal, the first line of each of the stanza's are words that i'll NEVER forget :P
while adorable moments whisk us away.
These wonderful moments i cant help mapping
as i write about the brightest of days.
I'm such a dork i cant stop smiling
while wonderful moments strive to pass us by.
These beautiful days, my memories tiling,
are worth more to me than the sky.
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This one here is super personal, the first line of each of the stanza's are words that i'll NEVER forget :P
Bittersweet Goodbye
Guys if you read this get on msn for fucksake, i need somebody to talk to...
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Crying now, for things yet unknown
tears appalling yet steadily grown.
I might lose what i've loved the most
having nothing left but memory's ghost.
But once i think i see it good,
not for me but as it should.
She and i will eventually smile
after our hearts have been given a while.
But if she stayed what would become
may be much worse than a duller sun.
What may have happened scarred us both forever
not letting us have what staying could sever.
So tonight i sing a bittersweet goodbye
crying at any hint of lullaby.
For if tonight ends with sleep
I'd bet the bitter more than sweet.
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Crying now, for things yet unknown
tears appalling yet steadily grown.
I might lose what i've loved the most
having nothing left but memory's ghost.
But once i think i see it good,
not for me but as it should.
She and i will eventually smile
after our hearts have been given a while.
But if she stayed what would become
may be much worse than a duller sun.
What may have happened scarred us both forever
not letting us have what staying could sever.
So tonight i sing a bittersweet goodbye
crying at any hint of lullaby.
For if tonight ends with sleep
I'd bet the bitter more than sweet.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Seek You Out
I've always known each and every Poets song had meanings hidden under many layers, and they've always interested me in this way. Today i found the meaning of Seek You Out in my own world, no longer in the world of Marko's perception. In it I both smile and frown. Its only the chorus that really tells me but its been playing in my head all day.
The certain somebody wants to freeze things as they are, because of the bad things going on around her. 'I'll seek you out just to find myself and i'll worry 'bout consequences later' Thats what i've been doing the whole time, i really like her so i'm seeking her to kind of still that feeling, to find myself again, even though i've ignored the consequences of getting involved in the troubles only to be reminded later by her :P
I guess i'll have to wait, and hope things turn out good. (and maybe that she'll possibly change her mind, but i doubt that :P)
The certain somebody wants to freeze things as they are, because of the bad things going on around her. 'I'll seek you out just to find myself and i'll worry 'bout consequences later' Thats what i've been doing the whole time, i really like her so i'm seeking her to kind of still that feeling, to find myself again, even though i've ignored the consequences of getting involved in the troubles only to be reminded later by her :P
I guess i'll have to wait, and hope things turn out good. (and maybe that she'll possibly change her mind, but i doubt that :P)
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Rainwater and Piles of Smiles
First of all i should start with camping. It started off wonderfully, the fog of the morning was clearing and almost everyone had showed up, we all had our stuff and all was good. That is until it started pouring rain, Brad went home, Greg and John didn't come so it was just Me, Jim, Ian, and Mitch. We put up the tent, soaked to the bone with rain and scrambled in. We watched Jeepers Creepers 2 and then went to bed, so little to do in the rain. I slept a total of three hours tops and woke at 5am to listen to the poets belt Miss Impossible in my ear from my trusty ipod :P
Jim came up to my house and for hours we scrambled to find something to do tonight.. anything. First we were going to a movie.. but that fucked up, then we were going to Chelsea's but that screwed up.. then we were told of a small party, with our good friends getting together, so we jumped for it. We watched Darness falls and by the time it was over... Darkness had Fallen so we went for a walk around the road where the party was. Lotsa people were freaked out (including myself, but nobody else knew that :P) but it was still fun. Also being with somebody that night made my week. :P
This weekend was worth its weight in gold for the piles of smiles it granted me.
Jim came up to my house and for hours we scrambled to find something to do tonight.. anything. First we were going to a movie.. but that fucked up, then we were going to Chelsea's but that screwed up.. then we were told of a small party, with our good friends getting together, so we jumped for it. We watched Darness falls and by the time it was over... Darkness had Fallen so we went for a walk around the road where the party was. Lotsa people were freaked out (including myself, but nobody else knew that :P) but it was still fun. Also being with somebody that night made my week. :P
This weekend was worth its weight in gold for the piles of smiles it granted me.
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