Wednesday, January 2, 2008
i pity you, sweet girl
isn’t that the boat that carried him away?
for greener pastures, he says.
his promises were as flimsy as sea mist
but equally enthralling
Papa smurf! Papa smurf!!
Hahaha ako gi daot ang poem
Posted by rachel at 8:22 AMThursday, October 25, 2007
Her insensitivity is LIKE A LIMP DICK IN AN ORGY
Her presence is claustrophobic
to the point of nausea
Desperation consuming; I feel like KURT COBAIN IN A ROOM FULL OF GROUPIES
Nor is he your Cadillac,
What’s a friend when a friend’s a user,
You’re asking me to abet in your lies and deceits
It’s like asking me if you could smoke in my house
AND YES, YOU CAN SMOKE
BUT DON’T EXHALE.
Posted by rachel at 7:36 AMMonday, July 30, 2007
you had no right to leave me here, you had no right to leave me broken...the symphony sleeps and the opera deserted,
but there is a song in my heart we once knew, a song i'll forever know, but you have forgotten...
morning we spent on the hills tasting dew, your ankles on my thigh,
our love was pure and you said mornings will last forever,
i believed you, because i am naive.
afternoon we spent running on strawberry fields barefoot,
i scratched my knee a time but you kissed it okay,
the wind slapped my face but we were okay, i thought we were okay.
but at night luna took you away,
sweet traitor, she is your mistress!
her kisses are poison,
her touch was lethal like a forbidden rose,
but you cannot stay away, she was mystery and i am common,
i remember how you left while i was asleep,
you kissed me goodbye but left the door open,
i am confused, for ado's sake,
will you come back and should i wait?
or will you not and leave me broken? Posted by rachel at 3:03 AM
Monday, July 9, 2007
he carved me out of ivoryinch by inch
skin on skin
chiseled to perfection,
delicate and beautiful.
i am cold marble,
he yearns for warmth in my skin.
i am hard stone,
he sees no tears and hears no laughter.
he cries when he looks at me;
i am not meant to be loved. Posted by rachel at 5:45 AM
Sunday, July 8, 2007
down your vodkawe're heading home but the party's just starting
this is our little sanctuary
of paper boats and singing birds
where fantasies materialize
let lust guide our way,
let's get high on each other
discover each other
and forget about tomorrow
do it again, do the pleasure
that made me cry
make me scream for more
if this is a sin,
then it feels so damn good to be bad
let's get lost in the rhythm,
i can tell this will be a long night. Posted by rachel at 1:14 AM
Saturday, July 7, 2007
she is beautiful poetry,porcelain doll in a velvet dress
drinking tea on china cups and dainty plates
but her love is poison
she'll bound you in chains
'tis masquerade butchery,
men gaped at her mask
but loathe the monster beneath
the tragedy starts to unfold.
and she whispers,
'there's a halo above my head
am i alive or dead?
a dagger's following me around,
are these scars for real?
'cause i don't feel a thing
a voice keeps telling me to kill me
but my strength has lost an arm.'
see, that's the beauty of tragedy
death loved her,
we know she'll die in the end
everyone mourns.
curtain closes.
we hear applaud. Posted by rachel at 8:42 PM
i'm sorry I'm
i say i'm okay
but the tears on my face were a dead giveaway
i am envy's victim,
i'm competing with memories and moments
either way it's always lose-lose for me.
If it gets too late
don't wait up for me
i already kissed you in your sleep
i'm going for a walk
i won't bring the coat with me
i try to drown my insecurities in the rain
but the evening speaks, it screams your name.
i try to find my way back home,
to tell you
but don't bother if i don't get back,
i just lost my way in the dark. Posted by rachel at 8:40 PM
