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Friday, December 30, 2011

Random people

strangers poem










Who's that boy standing in the queue staring at you?

What does he do?

Who's that girl breaking up on the phone

Did it ever happen with you?








Stranger eyes all around 

Looking at your hair, looking at you

mostly stressed, mostly hopeful

Rarely happy, rarely smile back at you








Stranger hearts all around

iced out, falling for you

gathering strength, looking at you,

burning in torment, jealous of you








I'm a stranger I act as I see fit

fall in a fight, lose my wits

But I'm not like them

for more restraint, I always wish




I often hope 

some pretty stranger felt like this


Thursday, December 29, 2011

passion

passion poem




I won't give you up

I won't

I will do whatever it takes

For you to stay



I will fight 

I will sacrifice

whatever I have

I won't hold back



I choose to be the victim

Of whatever pain that is caused

I will not forget

The memories that have brought tears



Its you, thing, its you

And even if I'm helpless

I'll follow you

Till every last breath I have in me.


Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Late night tv


Hey Arnold 
 





Before the sunrise and after the late night

A TV show appears, and discreetly disappears

Because little children are not supposed to watch it

In a place where secrets move in dark alleys




This is one they will never know of

To wiggle their thumbs and shake their hands
 
To lean back and walk,

Wear a shirt down under and a sweater on top





 To alert the dark lord, they scream

"Move it football head!"

And together, everybody responds in harmony

HEY ARNOLD!





Our favorite childhood show is now just a late night television filler.


Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Arpeggio cat





I can feel the strange beautiful music 

run down through me

Like the blood in my veins

When I listen to it, I can see colors






When the path of my ears jumps over a high note

She crouches in alertness

When the mood of the music strikes a melody

I can see the cat rolling around in ease







When the notes dissolve into one another

like the colors in a moving painting

She wants to come closer, to the source

like a bee wants to meet with any bright light she sees.






The dynamic in it is a beautiful thing

 My emotion is being painted in front of my eyes, by the side of my ears

I am in deep reminiscence

Like a soft sensitive creature, waiting for an excuse to quickly move.

Monday, December 26, 2011

repell - attract







Health care, spine check

Alright, but just dissolved

expect, to be right

Leakage through the eyes,

from the mouth,

down the smile.









Killing time and killing fine.

Nothing to kill but my mind.

Take a second lose an hour.

Rewind again, and do it over.









Heart care, through the spade

King size, all night

Beacon, through the door

Vent out, through the smoke.

In the air, for the care

Down the debt, for the fare.









Making guns, is not my job

But I can make it an exception.

 You killed my pet, I kill mine.

 For all the blanks in between the lines.


Sunday, December 25, 2011

In love with drugs





Shot your brain

Take a pill

Relief brings pain

Outside the waiting.






Inside

Perpetual eternal

Evanescent ephemeral

 Brings a waking sleep







Why did you leave me alone into this saddening bliss?

I did not promise to miss you

But the pain outside is unbearable

I am drenched deep in a nirvana of pain.






Saturday, December 24, 2011

Dancing girl


dancing girl drawing

I dance to rejoice, to free myself of unwanted emotion

When I dance, I am in need of nothing

In this complex series of actions

I am full of focus and cleansed from within.






Can you dance like autumn leaves falling freely down below

To dance, you need music.

If you can hear it, then you can dance to it.

Layers of Dimensions






Did you have your heart crushed, and your life split up into a layer.

Did you break up , did you feel pain?

Did you take for granted the smiles that refrained.







Have you had your heart melted, in a layer of dimensions.

Did you feel the bubbles rising up?

Did you dance in the rain.








In a layer of dimensions, did you miss your home?

Did you stay far for long , as your mother hoped on

to see you again soon, in just a little long.







In layer of dimensions, did you ever walk alone

Listening to your footsteps, with no particular place to go

Holding on, hoping for the good days to come.









Layers of dimensions are breathing me to life

A layer of dimension to make me smile

A layer of dimension to make me cry

One for me to repent, another to rejoice 

One to carry me back into the past

And lastly one, to take my life.

Drenched in Rain




Drenched in this salty rain

I can not breathe enough of this coolness

Drenched in this sweet purity

Innocent I am,




All I wish is to reach out to those clouds that bring me rain

Though I will be just as wishful after, 

I will have a clean memory to remember in my time of pain.

Alright! Blog restored

This blog is back in action.
Since my gmail was hacked and disabled, this blog was disabled too.

Almost after a week and a half, google restored my gmail account without notice! :D

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Venetian blinds






Every time I see your covered face and uncovered eyes

Its another dead end for me





Because the way they jump out is just a suggestion of another lie

Run away from me because you've turned ugly





Suddenly this rainbow collapsed

Into these venetian blinds






Partially open, and partially closed 

From the inside you're open

From the outside you're closed




From the outside I'm open

From the inside I'm closed.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Rejected kiss

the birth of optimus prime




You are a silly silly man

Said the girl to the boy whom she loved



Why am I silly? 

Asked the boy to the woman he adored.




He remained silent and preferred looking

At the motion her lips conveyed




Lost in a thought of a vacuum of a world

She didn't know what to say any further




She wasn't really afraid but more of confused

So a kiss is what she said




The boy over-heard her and filed for divorce.

In this world we can't be friends

And lovers never really meet
So I just wish to fare thee well

And carry on with my needs.



10 years passed and the girl was married

And the man had transformed to become Optimus Prime.



Did you think he was human?

Who the fuck would reject a situation like this?

Friday, December 9, 2011

Suffocated (poem)

 Can't blog - poem





I can't blog today

Everyday is what I say to myself






Today I'm fuckin' enraged

Today I'm too busy

Today I'm way too tired

Today I'm far too sleepy






Reasons defy my rationale

as I write in this screen.
 



today the first reason has gotten over me.

and this is the way I'll vent my spleen




The way you are trying to suffice my needs

You're holding me too tightly, 

Scraping my skin




smothering my creativity, I'm afrad

Of you I just might come out way too clean.





So stay away cuz you are suffocating me

Leave me alone cuz I'm happy with me.


Thursday, December 8, 2011

Slap

slap poem


The slap rung like a bell

Under his ears and behind his past



The boy who had done wrong

Who had an illusion of a woman

Who got fooled for a mirage

Who took a way where bread was none




The hope of elders hurt

The sound of morning birds hurt

Suspended thoughts are lost

And a wake up call he had none




Tired of personifying nouns

and human flesh and stuttered sounds

Unconventional phrases that boys speak 

only when the girls are around




Woke up one day at the sound 

without a job

of a bitter alarm

that could have done you no harm

that sung a happy song

33 today, 33 today

Celebration time is on!

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

USB Cable




The one that you had been waiting for
for a lifetime



Has come..

Your soul-mate, your bride.

And the time has come




The USB cable has been found..

Its time to plug the baby in,

And burn that playstation down.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Laughter (poem)

 Laughter poem



Glint in the eyes of his laughter

Spreading everywhere


Like a million stars

Sprinkled on his hair


He can keep it for as long as you do

And maybe for a while after its been long too

As a memory


How is making someone sad

compared to making someone happy

He never made the right ones happy

but the people that he made happy were always the right ones he had.

Monday, December 5, 2011

Osiris Drawing

Osiris Drawing

Age of Mythology - Osiris, god of judgement.



Sunday, December 4, 2011

Figures of speech

Figures of speech poem




Hey did you see that man throw hearts at kids?

Hey yeah, I can throw a million at you.

What??

Nothing, just a figure of speech.




 
The next day in the cafe

Hey my friend bought me a present, isn't it great?

Yeah ,what do I care.

Really?

No, it was just a figure of speech

What did he get?





In the classroom after the class

Hey, I got really bored today, this guy was watching me all day

I know, if I could I would have ripped his head off

What are you saying??

No, its just another figure of speech. 

I was just kidding.





 On a letter by the bed

I would shine brighter than a million suns 

If I had you.

A hand that would give you all the happiness in the world

But the lips that refuse to stare, wish to share

This with you

That I'm in love with you.




And all that the letter was,

was a bunch of figures of speech.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Guest blog by Frank Allen - Eyes like shrapnel.

Here is a firey poem by Frank Allen. He is an awesome artist and also a guitarist. His blog features a new drawing everyday that you can look at and discover something new every time you look at it!


You can find his blog Here




Eyes like shrapnel.




Eyes sharp like shrapnel,

I saw the dew.

There was the feedback.

between your trusted empty interior,

I felt for the cavity.





A stare, a causal glance,

a trial by fire, to tear free.

And then a chance,

yet thoughts like a scribbling.






They feed from the heavens.

after they rain down in finish.

Below we grasp at the shards,

reaching for metallic feelings,

sipping on the juices of the void.





An empty sentence,

a walk in a direction,

a meaningless exchange,

a sense of regret,

a freedom so revealing.





Peace in the sky,

bring forward the emptiness,

the blinding of light.

Twins though crippled,

fire comes from their hands.





Eyes like shrapnel

Eyes like shrapnel,

Eyes like shrapnel

Eyes like shrapnel

Eyes like shrapnel . . . . . . . . . . . 







Frank Louis Allen 17.36 GMT 03-12-2011
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His blog features a new drawing everyday that you can look at and explore something new in it every time you look at it!</font></i></p><p style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><i><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#666666"><br></font></i></p><p style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#666666"><i>His blog is <a href="</i>http://franksdailydoodle.blogspot.com/<i>">Here</a> </i></font></p><p style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; 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"><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">A stare, a casual glance,</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">a trial by fire, to tear free</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">and then a chance</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">yet thoughts like a scribbling.</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; 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margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">reaching for metallic feelings,</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">sipping on the juices of the void.</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">An empty sentence,</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">a walk in a direction,</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">a meaningless exchange,</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">a sense of regret,</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">a freedom so revealing.</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">Peace in the sky,</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">bring forward the emptiness,</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">the blinding of light.</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">Twins though crippled,</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">fire comes from their hands.</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">Eyes like shrapnel</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">Eyes like shrapnel ,</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">Eyes like shrapnel</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">Eyes like shrapnel</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">Eyes like shrapnel . . . . . . . . . . . . .</p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><br></p><p style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; ">Frank Louis Allen 17.36 GMT 03-12-11</p><p style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-bottom: 0cm; "><a href="<a href="http://franksdailydoodle.blogspot.com/">http://franksdailydoodle.blogspot.com/</a>"> Franks Daily Doodle </a></p><p></p></DIV>

The closed pool.



A splash of water on your face
Brought back refreshing memories of a swimming pool

The pool where you learned to swim as a child
the one where your brother drowned

The freshness is still in it as it was on that day
and the memory is still as still as it will ever be
as was the water and would be from then on
in your life, through every waking day.



Friday, December 2, 2011

Girl in a hat




The girl in a hat smiled

Caused a sparkle in your mind





Maybe it was the way the sun light fell 

that caused you to smile this way

You think to yourself.






But impertinent thoughts you like to drive away.

You know it leads you to wanting more.

What is impertinent, 

you just can't decide anymore.
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Thursday, December 1, 2011

Centre of the earth

Centre of the earth poem



I see you scrambling down a mountain far away
Tumbling or falling





I can feel you losing your wings
as you fall beneath the Center of the earth











I can wake you up before the crows do
absorb the extra sun rays that would do you harm





In an inverted gravity, I can make you fall
Over me beneath the Center of the earth










Through a wave of hallucination, as the rainbow wipes clean
I can risk the colors to paint them back on.





In the field of water where the currents turn to drown you around
I can set you lose, from the center of this ground.








Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Jimmy Page Drawing

Jimmy Page Drawing




Jimmy Page, Pointing the violin bow, cigarette in mouth.

Alternate Guitar Tuning: EACGBE

<b> The EACGBE tuning </b>


-This guitar tuning is basically the 4th string tuned down a whole step.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Girl Drawings

All the girls you can have.

Click image to view in a gallery.

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Monday, November 28, 2011

Assorted drawings

Its time to upload some drawings. These were photographed from my cellphone so they aren't that great.


Click on an image to enlarge it.



                                                                          
Prince of Persia Drawing.














"Missing you" Painting (Dry Crayons)








Fresh blank paper







Fresh blank paper 
Ready to be written on.




I wonder what it will be.
A lovers poem ,
or the chords to another song.











The smell of the fresh paper
Attracts hidden brain cells




The smell of the fresh paper
A rush of gold to the best.











Fresh white paper
Looks better than the one written on.




Fresh white paper
is itself, 
a piece of art.










An art that artists fulfill and lovers undo

That poets flounder in and scientists reuse.