May 2013
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Shreds of paper
It’s been a while since I have grazed these empty pavements that have plagued my empty embodiment of a home. Lights dim and the street lights flicker off. I trip over these cracks hidden in the sidewalk staying true to the childhood games that have brought me to where I am. I wonder how the grass finds the space in between to live. With slow and careful steps, I inch farther away...
April 2013
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March 2013
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accompaniment
Written words isn’t enough to express what I feel for her. But, I just found a song that has my inner strings all strung up. So here it goes…..
walk with me. disjointed fragments and double negatives is all we here, but excuse the doubters, I got you my dear. white bedroom walls and soft unburdened sheets, they litter the playground that we hold dear to us. a few strands of hair cover...
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February 2013
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Sheets of us
I crawl into the empty confines of my rectangular resort. A resort filled with cotton of all sorts. The pillows that I rest my head on let me dance with clouds. I wonder if anyone can see my dreams and think to themselves, ” you are an odd one.” My eyes are sealed shut from the peeking little rays of light that find entrance to my domain. Behind these eyes lie a world of little to...
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CONtemplatING
Cold cushion of the seat I sit on
why must you be so frigid to the touch
when all i needed is comfort
laid next to each other is where I find
deciphering what true love can become
so lay by my side, my dear, and let us journey
for when the sun sets and rises
soul of yours is forever ascending
towards the wee hours of the AM dew
i contemplate on thoughts
until we begin anew
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January 2013
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And I walk along the paths of life not knowing which direction I should take.
December 2012
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discord
We are unwillingly born into a world of chaos. Our world is a dangerous place from start to finish. From Point A to B. From birth to death. A world where danger lies at every corner, at every waking moment of our lives. Chaos is what created our world and what has made us into who we are today. Life can be very, very beautiful. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and yet we all want to live a...
November 2012
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October 2012
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Sheets
Fan set on high. I melt into my sheets. My body disappears under countless intertwined patterns made of cotton. The warmth builds up as the icy fingers of the night try to cling onto anything it can get a grasp on. Eyelids weighed down by the weight of stress and lack of sleep, I flutter them open to stay awake. To keep going long enough to type out these words on my phone. No context. No...
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Sweat
And with every fibers of his muscle screaming for relief, he continuously pushes his body. A bystander could be watching through a window and they would assume that this man is going the distance. But its not about how far he can go. It never was about that. It isn’t about the individual or the team really. It isn’t about the score, the money, the spectators, the admirers, or the end...
September 2012
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About to start saving for a trip back to my roots next year. Back to the 4 of 5 Boroughs that I used to live in in NY. Back to the hometown of Bergenfield , New Jersey where I grew up. Back to the East Coast.
Fuck yeah.
August 2012
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a play on tonight's random thoughts
A sensual beat of reverberating bass and beats that collide with the ear drums settled within the confines of his ears. He closes his eyes and his chair automatically reclines. At peace and at ease. Imagination soaring, he pictures his feet walking around on city concrete. Be still the flutter of his heart as he merges onto people’s paths. Getting lost is what drives him forward. Arms...
July 2012
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In the end these things matter most: How well did you love? How fully did you...
– Siddhartha Gautama
June 2012
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Wade in your water.
Let me wade through your water. The ripples disturbing the quiet stance of your isolated water. With a torrent of emotions I fall out of place. Flooded with love and desperation I take your hand without hesitation. Rainy days wouldn’t exist as long as these eyes are locked onto yours. Time to bathe in this river of love, as corny as it sounds. Please excuse the cheap lines but I can’t...
May 2012
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I am now 22. On May 22. Damn I’m old.
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his & her
Soft & careful are the perfect words to describe his touch. The movement of his fingertips along the very corners’ of her lips. The prominent collar bones invited his body closer. His lips closer. His fingers closer. The soft music lulled their actions to a snail’s pace. His eyes were searching constantly. Waiting for the discovery of what draws him in. What brings him so close....
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Walk.
Shadows of what once was rise along the street as he walks downtown. The lights flicker with suspense as his hands dig deeper into his pockets. The city is dead. The voices within are alive. In this moment of loneliness he finds solace. In between his harsh intakes of the cold polluted air, old flashbacks of the past drive by. The city is covered with a blanket of silence. The trains have stopped....
April 2012
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Listen kid, bad things happen, and there’s nothing you can do about it.
– Timon ( Lion King )
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rise my prince
As silently as we can, we take baby steps. To the cold streets of our city, we search for the stars that dot the night sky. Whispers of something we were both uncertain of were exchanged. The light brushing of the skin. The innate gazes that were exchanged those nights can shake many to the core. They held meaning. They held uncertainty. They held courage. Headlights and street lamps were the...
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News
I have been MIA for a while now my fellow followers & tumbl-ers. I apologize! I have just been busy with basketball, school, and work( well lack of ). I have come here to announce something life changing. I have decided to join the Navy.
I am most likely going to go into the Health Care and use the Navy to assist me in getting my BSN and eventually help pay for my education to get my...
March 2012
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And thus my Saturday night will begin by spending it on my xbox, chocolate milk, wheat thins, HoN, & Spotify. You can help me by bombarding me with curious questions! One at a time ladies & gents! Please?
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For every bad experience I go through, there’s always an upside to it.
like going 15-3-11 on HoN.
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alive
We express emotions in every single living second of our lives. I love it. I love seeing it. I love expressing it. But all of us take it for granted. It is this “emotion” that gives us life. I want to better myself in this matter. I want to indulge myself in my emotions. I want to let the tears run like rivers. I want my anger to boil. I want my crooked smile to beam. I want my body to...
February 2012
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Harmonious
Like a blip on the radar, we do not take notice of the things that seem to mean the most. We wish endlessly. We dream to all the ends of the Earth. But some of us just can’t seem to grasp reality. The beauty of it all is that it doesn’t stop and wait for us. I argue to myself, ” Oh, well I’ll be able to get it all back one day. ” I need to stop this train of thought....
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Me
First come first serve, you’ll realize I’m something more than just a quick glance, a quick observe. I am as intricate as the makeup of your own DNA. I am as simple as putting a pen on that piece of paper. But I am as complicated as writing an essay on the history of your whole fucking life. Excuse the french but don’t misjudge me as someone you can easily manipulate. Someone you...
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9 hours of sleep for the past 2 days. Two 12 hour shifts back to back. I feel LIKE A MILLION BUCKS !
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You have to respect and love the woman for who she is, not who or what you...
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I wonder what the repercussions will be. What is the true meaning behind every action I take? Every hug, every kiss, every high five, every step, every nod, every cramp, every bite, every fall. What is the meaning of each word? Why did I say what I say? Why did I shout? Why did I whisper? Why did I talk in the first place?
I wonder….
Why am I alive?
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Subtle
Define it as something so delicate. Something so precious. Something so soft to the touch but yet hard to believe. We look at each others’ eyes in search of the truth. The truth behind their words. A little piece of home where we can lay and rest our heads. She places her hands along your cheek ever so softly, feeling the muscles beneath your cheek flex. The eyes flutter open as the corners...
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Beneath my feet....
lies every thing a person looks for in their life. It is what every person desires, whether openly or discreetly, to be present in and/or around them.
Support.
And so I shall ,slowly but surely, begin to change myself for the better. To change words of teasing and condescending. To change words of discouragement and stupidity. To become supportive. To become the root of it all. To bring a...
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Lowkey Talent: I am really good at public speaking.
January 2012
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