Words of the Past

A little thread,
Moment gone true,
Out from the dark past,
A reminder, of what has made me… me.

Hurt, feeling to the core.
Formative poem,
Through and into the pain.

A reminder of the words of the past.

I wrong done.
A sin of my past,
Crime to another.

Reminder of a bad place long gone.
The reminder of how far I’ve come.

The words of the past,
Long gone,
Reminding of what has gone past.

Words of the past,
Feelings felt,
Emotional swirl.

Oh how things change.
But the words of the past?
Unchanging.
But in the past.

Left to rest,
In the setting dust of time.

The bright light over the horizon,
My path in my making.
The words of the past,
Remembered,
Reminded,
Left,
Left behind,
Into the receding night behind me.

As I move on into the light.

Leaving the words of the past behind me.


A little reminder, for me if noone else, my storyesque poems are more abstract, based in truth and abstract, about feelings, thoughts, hopes, pasts, darkness and light. This category I make to show what I’m thinking on but not feeling in the moment. An exercise in empathy, of others, made up scenarios or myself or even a past self.

Read some rough messages from the past, was feeling really really good, felt too good. I still am really good. Like the last poem. Had an idea for a storyesque poem, reaching deep into a dark past.

That’s not always a bad thing, reminding yourself of a dark past, it puts things into perspective, shows you how far you have come and how far you can still go.

I’m not feeling sad at all, I’m amazingly happy right now. Totally that I cannot even explain. Totally happy.

Hence the only reason I can reach back and see into the past and stay just as happy as I am.

Honestly can’t believe and don’t know how I have come so far, found true happiness, like I’ve never felt before.

How You Capture Me

Out of nowhere, you grab me.
A message and you’ve captured me.
You.
Just you.

You and your radiant beauty.
Without even trying.

Capturing me,
Mind, body and soul.
Your; mind body and soul.

Your simple, natural, whole beauty.
It’s just you.

Your natural shine,
Bright smile,
Cute face.
Perfection whole.
Perfection true.
Perfect you.

How you capture me,
In all those simple ways,
Simple, beautiful ways so true.

You capture me whole,
Capture me true.

How you capture me.


Written listening to Little Things by One Direction, their only song I like.

Another love poem, poem spurred by a kind, sweet message. One beautiful, natural and true.

Poetry Of Being

Poetry of being,
Liiving the moment,
Content in existence.

Thinking back,
Standing.
Back there,
You there mere steps away,
Side turned away,
Laughing,
Total beauty,
Just as you are,
Just you,
For you.

Then it hits me.
What natural picturesque beauty,
That I’ve managed to stumble across.
Thinking back across all those blissful moments shared.
Back to the moment we first met.

That very first moment,
Your beauty clear,
To me then as now.
But you truly shined,
Only once getting to know you.
The you behind the beauty.
The truest beauty to be found.

The beauty of a person behind,
Behind the shroud of not knowing.
The truest beauty to be found.
And then the songs sang.
The poetry of the world opened up.

To pick me up.
To give my all,
In everything I do.
Poetry of being.


Thinking, happy, of being, love, feelings. The truest feeling, to see beauty beyond the pretty face, beyond the beautiful body. The beauty of being; personality, smiles, crying. To know someone better and truer, in their times both happy and sad. There isn’t a better feeling.

This feeling isn’t everything, but it makes everything that much better.

Poem made listening to Beautiful Birds and Anywhere by Passenger

Wish I Could Show

Wish I could show,
Show how I care,
To show what I feel.
Show what I mean.

Wish I could explain,
Explain.
Your beauty.
To show you,
How I feel,
What I mean.

Show how you make me feel,
How you make me better.
Hoping I make you happy.

This world,
Full of uncertainty,
One thing I know.
How I feel.
In a world full of uncertainty.

Should I show?
Or should I erase?
Having tried before,
It failed,
When you came back into my life.

Wish I could show.
Wishing I.
Wishing I could show you,
What I feel,
What I mean.

Wishing I could show you.

Everything’s going well.

Random blog,

Everything’s going well, I’m feeling so happy, feeling amazing, stronger, in myself. But my feelings like before are still the same, the attraction.

Everything is nice and well. But still end up being confused and somewhat conflicted. In terms of my feelings, for this person I have a crush on. A massive crush. One I’ve tried to kill the feelings for a long time.

But even a single meeting is enough to undo months and months of painful effort. In the end I like the feeling and don’t want to cut it off. But the confused feelings, I may have to and I know it. But it’s the last thing I want to do.

Hanging out with her, makes everything simple, everything nice, it’s not only her, but everything gets better, my work, effort, conversations, laughs, smallest moments, moments that I can say are the best moments that I can recall. Even if I try not to admit it to myself, as it makes it harder to keep my distance.

Haha, everything’s amazing, I just hope it isn’t built on a lie. And if it is, then I can find the truth and leave. Because anything else will crush me and lead me back where I’ve tried so hard for so long to escape. The darkness. But I am stronger and have gotten better with everything.