life’s street

 

Image is by flydime

 

On February 18, 2010 © Stani. All rights reserved

existing barely in the street of life
looking at you looking at me
wings plucked and broken
scattered in the wind.

life is just a journey
it is what you make of it
ephemeral fleeting swiftly passing by
wrong choices remaining long after we are gone.

win or lose who cares?
bleakness of the future weighs me down
empty ache in my bleeding heart
drowning within shattered dreams.

wreckage washed ashore
i find myself longing for what might have being
what is that i hear?
a knock on the door hope for a second chance.

hobbling across the desert
in the wasteland of my fall
distractions weigh me down
drowning feet coated in concrete.

crawling in vomitus
long past caring
let me be let me be
bacchus has a hold on me.

floating in lala land
sweet escape from reality
building castles in cloud cuckoo
crumbling like a pack of cards.

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love lost

Image is by Zitaaa

On February 16, 2010 © Stani. All rights reserved

another time, another place
the same way down through the ages
yin and yang conjoined
inseparable sailing soul to soul.

rhyme and reason to my existence
my buffer there to hold me
when sometimes i fall
weak-kneed by the vagaries of life.

worth more to me than gold and diamonds
bringing brightness to my life
my happy arms holding you everyday
never wanting to let go.

easy on the eyes
reflection of true beauty inside and out
a sight truly to behold in the mornings
nightmares driven away vanquished.

look at all the the time
we have being around each other
aeons spent loving blissfully
past lives intertwined.

through thick and thin
through trials and persecutions
sorrows stumbling blocks thrown at us
you always stand by me and i you.

here's to you my love
what the next age, the next aeon brings
who knows? who cares really?
as long as you and i remain one.

Some pics…………

Some funny pics I came across today……

 

 

Nostalgia

Image is by antitude.

On February 07, 2010 © Stani. All rights reserved

days and nights go by
flashes of misspent youth
assailed with hopelessness
relentlessly befuddled in a
constant state of stupor.

look at the one who had it all
lost in a maze of confusion
jumbled thoughts, mashed up collages
fighting for space in an intellect
long deprived of loving sensations.

arms folded, heads bowed
looking in from the outside
outstretched hands unable to
reach in to resolve mistakes
atrocities committed in years of falsehood.

repressed thoughts flash by
splish splash splosh
where are you now?
where am i now?
what have i become?

no better than a zombie
a lot worse than imagined,
mangled, twisted and wasted
wallowing in an endless stream
of claustrophobic pain.

awaken

Image is by antitude.

On February 02, 2010 © Stani. All rights reserved

sailing on cloud cuckoo
thinking about all they
have sold us in the past
the lies, the heartbreaks.

come to me all who are weary!
repressed, terrorized, left shaken
sold an idea that has left us
behind, drifting away in their tide of silt.

what an opium!
all that is left is the high
that has held us captive
blinded with false promises of utopia.

those we opened our doors, our hearts to
all they took from us, our sanity
what they left us with
imbecilic cretins with no sense of morality.

time and tide awaits us not
wake up from the high of falsehood
raise your heads up from the sand
face the reality that stares you in the face.

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