donderdag 24 januari 2013

i loved her more then ...

I loved her more then eyes could see.
I loved her more then one heart could beat.
More then flesh wounds tried to heal,
Piece of skin they cover the bones
that makes a piece of me.

Falling into deep foolishly.
I forgot to hold on silly me.

How do i tell her i love you.
when i know she won't love me unconditionally.


zondag 21 oktober 2012

A heavenly her

Softly spoken words.
A voice fluid like slik's.
Soft fabrics.
Sliding in commercials from beds.
Slow motion matrix.
The basic that contains highly handwork.
a complexed construction of fibers.
i felt that love strucked.
blue eyes, like water stains on spring leafs.
Falling down from stripping trees.
just to get blown back up by leaf blowers.


Pause pause
wait wait wait


I can hear the words that belong to the song in the background.
I'm your venus.
I'm your fire.
Your desire.

Between her breath and her words.
I feel the rush.
Her hands paddeling me down.
like a thief more of an honest finder.
holding her belongings for keeps.
Her hands anxious determined going down.
Searching like stevie wonder, for the right piano keys.
To press and release a heavenly touchdown.
Tim bow ain't got nothing on my women, i suddenly scream.
On the platform of her hand, i lay there.
Waiting to get washed of like stains from a pen.
But then again.
Her fingers wrapped around me.
Her breath kissing me from my ear, down to my breast.
I play with my tongue the game on her chest.
Checkmate with my lips on her skin put to rest.
Her nippels giving me a cardiac arrest.
a women in her late 30ish.
Me a girl in her early selfishness.

Well do i not come over as an selfish confident cricket?

Don't get me wrong i like to be meaningful to cricket.
I like to be bowled and rolled the whole 90 minutes.
If she delivers these bats till it's finished.
Wind teasing me with little sneak a peeks.
Sun sending flashing V jay jay/anus tweets.

Feeling my way up her skirt
The whole world just stopped.
paused.

My breath vacuumed from my longs.
My eyes frozen like popsicle unicorns.
With big cartoon eyes, i stepped out of my character.

let me read the manuscript.

Is this some kind of a hollywood love movie again?

And action!

How the slateboard laths pressed all the air in between out.
How our fingers interlocked, like the perfect lock.
Even air between our hands won't get a chance to get out.
Now that we've got us.
I'll be there on every journey.
Floating and boating.
On rivers and oceans.
I want to let us revolve like the earth.
And make it a lifetime. Dreamworks production.
Yes solidworks.
Primetime.
I mean i am more a showtime.

Like water and juice i'll nutritious.
Like soda and milk i'll go down with a little torture.
I'll fit every cake form and shape you ask me.
on slacky and lazy days you weigh me.
But like a lock,
i'll be the soldier in defence.
I'll be the bed filled with substance.
I'll be the pillow 168 hours in a week.
I'll be the hand that feeds.
if there is a better con that fits better then me.
you can just tell me, cause your happiness means the world to me.
and for the record this doesn't mean i will give you up that easily.
so even when it's only from a distance
i'll be there right were you need me.
yes ma'am even between your legs
That suit perfectly!!


this poem is dedicated to .....


zaterdag 31 maart 2012

i remember like it was yesterday

i remember like it was yesterday

I hear my mother calling my name.
The neighbor calling her son's.
Shouting voices reaching heights,higher than skyscrapers.
Mouths bursting out colors of sadness.
The little kid as I am.
The little kid as I was.

I remember like it was yesterday.

My mother entering my room grabbing me by the arm,
get away from the window she said.
Falling stars don't bring any luck here.

With gazing eyes, i watched.
Twinkling stars filling the sky,
like little Christmas lights,
burning their way down.
I can feel the heath,of my mother breath,stroking my cheek.
Don't fear she said.
Booming sounds,
like boom boxes.
Speaker sets too loud.
Snapping trees like the eyes of my mother,looking at the enemy.
For now we live day by day.
One day if luck may find you she whispers.

With my hand in hers,
she guides me trough falling walls.
Skin of cracked stones.
Shadows of belongings that were there just a second ago.
With shadow filling my hand,i turn around to see where my mother went.
All I could see where shadow of belongings in my hand.

I remember it like it was yesterday.

I remember like it was yesterday.
The basement became my bedroom, my toilet,my playground.
Insects became my family.
Dust replacing my breath for it's own.
The dark sky Covering the earth like a blanket.
I tasted grind mixed with blood.
Every day is a rainy day with little twinkling stars.

I remember like it was yesterday.

I remember, i remember,

because this day is the same day as yesterday.

We all will crawl,
like baby's of dust.
We shall not be remember.
Places are just places.
Names are just names.
Heaven is a place for orphans.

I remember because it's today.






woensdag 14 maart 2012

Lost Love


Your love squeezing roze scent out of flowers, leaves turning red.
Red apples in snow under a beautiful tree, that has forgotten to stop growing ,during winter.
Your name under an bowed heart, with an broken arrow hitting an unknown name.
That name Familiar to someone who I know.
I know who she was, after she left, she faded away in your presence but kept holding on in your dreams.
You don’t have to say a word, I am still watching over you.
I know you don’t know but I am still watching over you.



for ever yours


zondag 18 december 2011

nonsensical sense

I filled my cup till it was empty.
the table handing me.
my cup of free.
Failling at trying not to spill.
Crossing over to my window.
I see papperclippings sitting at the end of each three.
Looking inside.
Where beautiful little birds dropped dead of happiness.
Singing and rhyming synthesized.
Plants drinking water so that they can grow back to seeds.
Out of the ground to be covered with dirt what leads my
Socks putting itself out of my feet’s.
I close my eyes to open them again.
Play forward rewind it seems like a hopeless attempt.
So I walk backwards to walk towards my kitchen.
I reach to the draws to take the sharp shinny long knife.
I start stabbing my mind telling me to stop and rewind.
So I rewind I stab first two take the knife out causing 4 stab wounds.
I start drying the knife with wet water drops.
Air bleeding cold wind.
I try to stay on my own two.
While falling up.
Death keeps my heart beating on ritme without a pause or a stop.



a look is all it took.

as i come up with this story unfold
i feel the space of an wold

as i come up with this story so cold
i feel my tears as they revolve

as i come up with this story unfold
i listen to wind as i have been told

am i that what your seeking
are we what we believe in
can we , will we succeed in this story so deceiving

as i came up with this story unfold
i reached out for your warm hand and heart to hold.


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my response


as you came up with this story unfold
you reached out and gave a way your independency

as you handed me this story unfold
i came down and humbled for intensity

as i'am telling you this story unfold
i seek for what you have giving me

as i'am telling you this story unfold
i breath the love that has strangled me

as i 'am telling you this story unfold
i hear what for many years has been told

as i'am telling you this story unfold
i put our hearts in The box Unsolved



Catching cold

Catching cold.
Dark long pad let me be led by you.
Let cold winter blow.
Blow through my clothes.
Give me shivers.
Let me feel again.
It has been a long time since I have felt anything.
Can I may I put you around me like a shawl.
Not for comfort nor warmth.
But to feel I have a least something that gives something about me.
Cold sweat burning heat.
Fever you’ve caught me.
It has been an complicated task.
Since it’s hard to catch a cold when warmth is burning inside.
Shawl I think it’s time to let me loose.
I won’t forget you.
because even when I think I’ve lost you by a reaction of my body by out sweating you.
I know your hiding under dust like a statue.
standing outside in winter and summer.
to get to know the diffence between the one and the other.
Waiting to jump in the first best bad day.
To be experienced and rescued.
like a statue coverd now and then by rain.