The Battle

The alarm rings and i wake
I see my life's logo's flash as my day begins
I do the morning load ups
grab my bag an I'm out the door
As I traverse through different places
I find many different item, people, and routes
one fine day as I walk through the grass of people
my eyes spotted an awesome specimen that I must have.
At the moment we locked eyes the world froze
everything swirled away and it was just us
The unseen momentary battle began

I put my bag down and tried to approach
but she used protect which prevented my advance
I tried to sing and win her to my favor
but she awoke instantly with rage
So I bide my time to build the nerve to speak
as she tried to run and fail since my attempts were ineffective
she hit me with a low kick that did a critical hit and made me flinch
and followed up with withdraw
I desired to have her an kept up with my pursuit
She told her friend follow me, and tried to take all the heat
but my ember was burning so strong like a roar that pushed her out of my way

I continued through the grass of people and found her again.
this time I was stronger and came with my A game
i began by giving her a mean look which was super effective
she tried to poison me with her toxic words but I had the antidote
she tried to paralyze me with her glare but I had to refresh myself
all her attempts had no effect
I confused her with my chatter and she could not snap out of it
this weakened her state of mind as she snapped out of it and opened her eyes
she withdrew once again
I told my arms to go and just like that on the count of one, two, three
she was mine did I want to give her a nickname
of course...My boo

At that moment the battle was over I felt victorious
to have something so rare that not one other has
I walked out of the grass, back through my old routes,
surfed the old streets and fly the old skies to find my way back home
where she was mine and I was hers we saved this moment
and stared at each other...
our internal powers went out so that we can venture out again...together

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Falling and Getting up

The past is funny
you start young like anything does and get old like you should
we spoke some time ago and you didn't think i was good
for my words meanings were misunderstood

things happen times change, people change

time goes by all communication is cut, all ties are gone

now there is the internet and a connection is made after years

memory is frail, thoughts are almost nonexistent

the attraction that was long forgotten had

reproached the front of the brain, and the tip of the tongue

looking splendid on so many levels I wracked my brain to figure out what it was

that i saw and couldn't remember

we exchange words again and it's almost as if you knew me from yesterday

as for me remembrance as much harder

you became food for thought just something i wanted to have on my mind

yet troubles came and houses were build to stop the harsh weather

this house was made of the strongest metal known to man

not letting anything or anyone in nor out

but what should have been done was to bring you in from the storm

which was not done, and whatever was there disappeared into the coldness

now that the storm is clear, my head is empty and my thoughts get  back to you

the realization that I was too late came upon me... 

so here I sit alone in this giant metal house that has turned to glass

as everything is seen like the items in an old shops windows

only in mystery but not wonder

Summer glaze

What a wonderday in the neighborhood
trees blooming, sun shining
people smiling, joy fills the air
there was a conversation, which led to a date
a movie or a stroll?
a chill spot or dinner?
So many things to do in this giant iron city
so little time, so little money
but wait why should any of that matter
you're in the moment you enjoy the splendor of being together
the thoughts run through the mind of optimism and pessimism
Should I stay or should I go?
Are you gonna be my girl?
the quiet tension between us has begun to dissipate
days, weeks pass and you say yes
weeks, months, years pass
what a happy relation we created
falling in love did not happen
for we both had strong attraction, which turned to true feelings
which then were created into bonds then love blossomed
time flies family and friends come and go
we grow old and still live every day like nothing matters...
just as life seems to have been the best light flashes
sirens blare...everything goes dark, nothing is visible...
yet i still hear the sirens...then a single, solitary light comes on
like a light bulb as i walk i hear breathing...louder and louder it becomes
till it stops..silence and the floors drops, my eyes open
I'm in my bed, laughing as my dream...fantasy...comes to an end

The unknown abyss

This heavy feeling of pain, anguish

Where does this hollowness come from?

Holding my chest, my heart feels like it will burst

My head shakes

My arms flail

My legs turn to jell-o

But why does my body feel this way and my mind ignore it?

My absent minded thoughts confuse me in ways that are non understandable

The invisible butterflies that are said to exist come and go

While the pain that is left behind is heightened.

You start and stop and set a comfortably confusing pace

A pace I wanted to keep up with, but no more

You speak in words of perfect rhythm

Your words keep my mind spinning like a top

Running like a marathon, and just awe struck like a surprised child

So why do you ask do I despise this amazing feeling?

Because the pain left behind by your words is so great

More painful than the worst type of murder

More painful than torture, not of the body

You unknowingly tortured my mind and locked it in your cage

Now that I've found the key

turned tail and escaped, yet parts of you still reach out

Trying to seduce me to acknowledge you, but fall on deaf ears

In your presence I see through blind eyes so your not there

The nothingness you made me feel has come back to you

It makes my words seem like a sweet remorse

Don't try to hold those thoughts for this big 2-0.

means things of the past that I dropped are outdated, obsolete...

And there are no updates for this system

Rich ~ bklynbull3t

That Place Of Nomore

Walking into the door
I felt a stem of wonder strike
as to why I was performing this action.

I tried to stop myself,
but my foot was already through the door
and my body gracefully glided in.

I stared at all the words written on the walls
The thoughts floating around the room
not knowing what to make of them.

The question isn't what do they mean, but...
How did I find my way back here?...

I closed this door for a reason
and I blindly opened it not knowing how to shut it.

Well now...We all make mistakes to learn
and I'm surely learning to keep dark doors closed...
but THIS door keeps resonating...

WAIT! now I remember this door!
and for the third time I'm closing it
The next time i see it, it won't be opened
but reformed into something else.
So I won't fall for the same 'L' shaped door again

This door of Pains and Joys...Pros and Cons...

Farewell floating thoughts...written on walls...
Farewell room...dark door...
Farewell familiar hall...false promise house
Farewell "L"...may you never float across my path again...
unless I allow you to...



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