No Such Thing As Mr Right For MeWho are you to proclaim thatI will experience the pleasureOf true love with someone wonderful?I've had my share of heartache,So many failed relationships in which IAsk were they worth it in the end?The more you beckon me to tryTo see things your way, the more mySight deteriorates of Mr. Right.I won't buy into foolish notions;If we truly lived in a world whereThere must be a person out there forEveryone, then God must have excluded me.My jigsaw puzzle is missing a few pieces,I have no sword for my sheathe -Nobody in their right mind would takeOne look at me, feel their heart swellWith love in their chest while saying"She's the one I've waited for my life."I'm as worthless as a bad penny,I'm the shit that sticks to your shoe.I'm nothing special, certainly no covetedPrize to be won by a lucky gentleman.Seems that nowadays most males focus theirAttention on drop-dead gorgeous girls,Alluring sirens that fuck like porn stars.How can you expect me, a socially awkward
The Course Of Love And Destiny1.RingEven though Carolina wasn’t much of a jewellery woman, opting not to wear diamonds or pearls, she still kept York’s silver signet ring.2.HeroEveryone would always wonder why York called Carolina “Champ”; it’s simply because he admired her warrior’s spirit and unrelenting courage.3.MemoryCarolina gasped as soon as her green eyes locked eyes with the familiar man’s warm chocolate brown eyes – memories of the unforgettable night of passion came flooding back when she realised it was the same guy who she met at Club Errera all those months ago.4.BoxYork, torn between the box of dark chocolates and candy canes, decided both was good enough for a small gift for Carolina’s upcoming birthday.5.RunA half asleep York continued to watch his fellow Freelancer agent practice her hand to hand combat, losing count of how many times her determined voice drawled out, “Run it again” whenever she completed each training exer
What To Do NextWhat next, I wonder.Endless possibilitiesYet which should I pick?
War And ReflectionMars and Pluto collide;One thrives on chaotic war,The other wants depth.
Cut Off For No ReasonNote written, click send;Internet disconnected -Epic scream of "No!"
Emergency HaltStill reeling back, I'm onA merry-go-round ride; my handReaches for the brakes.
Almost ThereA light flickersAt the end of the tunnel;I am almost home.
In My HonourIf I survive fiveNights, will you build a bad-assStatue of me please?
Swinging PendulumOne wish, two people;It could either be a dreamOr a bad nightmare.
quacking jokesthree ducks explodeinto laughter:private joke
equinoxBeyond an ash gray skyline the sun was lying in wait. A molten liquid center with an atmosphere of blistering gasses was hidden behind winter’s cape. Spring was burrowed deep, steeping within the confines of hibernation. She dreamt of rampant flower beds, colors rioting in the wake of a new season. The awakening was gradual, the peace of deep slumber cherished and warm.Spring stretched her arms wideexhaled and released her heatbillowing warm wind
Haikus from the woodsLight through the branchesGreenish flower scents arise!Blind man sees anewDe la lumière à travers les branchesDes senteurs verdâtres de fleur émergent !L'aveugle voit à nouveauLost kids in the woodsThe human-faced tree stares,Hidden in the darkEnfants perdus dans les boisL'arbre à visage humain observe,Caché dans l'obscuritéVegetables grow -Among the desolationSuch foodie colours!Des légumes poussent -Parmi la désolationTant de couleurs gourmandes !
night sky haikuadorningthe temple's roofcrescent moon
.little robin, wingsoutstretched in the dirt, a smearof red on your breast
Downpourrain-soaked oaken boughscrystalline droplets dangleloath to leave the leaves
WolvesLuna, our Mother,We raise our voices to her;The Full Moon smiles.Running beneath her,Not once do we go awryWith her guiding help.Luminous delightNever fails to bring sweet changeFrom twilight to Night.Her glee at makingUs, eternal servants, hunt;She sees everything.But we cannot stopTime from passing, its just life.Light is hesitant--But only at first.Before we know it, the sunHas taken back rule.His rule of the sky,Just as Lunas, is neverLasting, a promise.A commitment toAll to return, as Night falls;Eager, we await it.
renga tree- hangoverjust before dawnthe hunchbacked moonlimps home
.did you ever stopto think, that maybe the starsare gazing at you
Moon RitualsHear our ghostly criesDuring the traditionalLunar dance tonight.