taken from my old post
For years, I have given chase
For a love that stays
From a lover I can trustingly embrace
Who loves me in a thousand different ways.
With a character that conveys
That strength and kindness are in place
Together with love that never betrays.
Would it happen again now in this case
That you will end up as a lover who strays
Are you that genuine loving face
That will stand by me throughout my days
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Standing On the Tiny Ledge
Posted by Gynaecia's at 4/25/2010 12:08:00 PM 0 comments
Labels: gyna and poem, self-monologue
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Collapsed.
Heard that shoes clattering
Somewhere trushed on the medium of trust
Spoken of this flattered mind
This vision maybe hazardous
i'm flying as an object
Onto the sea of doubt
And i do
i'm a clown in a complexity
It seems delicate
How it mind interspersed between this grass way out
i need revelation
And after all,
In my circus mind
i was punctuated by philosophy.
Posted by Gynaecia's at 6/07/2009 01:20:00 PM 2 comments
Labels: gyna and poem, self-monologue
Friday, May 29, 2009
Ode to solitude
Pushing inside with this tingling pain.
Uncovered by thou.
Tied harmonically.
It get me numbness.
It's always sporadic inside my lung.
Nevertheless grow.
Im powerless. This is too much.
It's already adhesive. Descends. Crawling into every cells. Trapped by thou.
It's been mutated in my brain.
I'm powerless.
This is too much.
In an ancient way.
In a sarcastic rules.
I bloody love you.
Posted by Gynaecia's at 5/29/2009 10:51:00 PM 5 comments
Labels: gyna and poem, self-monologue
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Sinistra-dextra
Good or bad.
True or false.
Better or worse.
Reality or imagination.
Protagonist or antagonist.
Crappy! There's always a line between 2 different things oppositely. I need a grey one,not the bold one.
Shitty bang bang!
Me versus me.
Posted by Gynaecia's at 5/19/2009 11:02:00 AM 4 comments
Labels: self-monologue
