Locs. & Poetic Dreams.

fashionfckedlocs:

If I could devise a plan,
To capture your essence,
And bask in it daily,
Every hour,
On the hour,
Obsessively,
Obnoxiously,
Nearing abnormality,
I would.

I’d bottle you up,
Make you my special perfume,
And yes, every waking moment,
I’d spritz you onto my brown skin,
You’d seep into my pours,
I’d forever inhale you,
The wind would blow,
As you travel through my,
Nasal cavity.

I’d let you,
My sweet scent,
Marinate,
Obsessively,
Obnoxiously,
Abnormally.

nirvikalpa:

مآ أجمّل أنْ تصمتْ
فيْ ؤجهْ منْ ينتظرْ منِك الخِصَام 

وما أجمل أنْ تضحك
فيْ وجهْ منْ يُنتظرْ منك البكـاءْ

How beautiful is it to stay silent
When someone expects you to be enraged from them.
And how beautiful it is to laugh
When someone thinks you are going to shed tears.

You were busy

tending

to her

scars

while

my wounds

were left open…

oddballsdontbounce:

when i like somebody i
feel like i am the
butt of some joke, like
all the men i’ve ever
hurt are crowded around a

table, watching the whole thing
happen, shaking my lover’s hand
and patting him on the
back.

iibrahim:

“Scattered thoughts, dark secrets lead me to a blacker heart.”

sliversofsoul:

                                                        today i like

my middle name a little more than i did yesterday, 

                                it breathes more freely now, it has

lungs and the

                    capacity to expand.

maybe i will discover myself unlimited too, maybe today is

              the day for overcoming

                   gravity.

maybe i am drunk on possibility,  

                               and maybe i love you.

My heart is drowning

my mind in thoughts of you,

Too bad I can’t swim

Or for the life of me

I would save myself

from this insanity sea of merely seeing you …

**

Apr 5th 12

12:21am

Your silhouette is a constant reminder that 

only what remains of you is shadow,

A mere ghost of your existence

since you walked away.

Please stop haunting me

& yet I don’t want it to go away