I was meant for another love
but you were meant for mine.
I lived as if each day were new,
you lived them like your last.
Opposites attract yet we repelled.
A killing of another soul before you found your own.
Anger and love go hand in hand,
But only in our twisted way.
I was meant for another love,
And you was meant for mine.
I’ll see you again my love,
Though when I do not know;
But I’ll smile and nod to you and yours,
Then on my way I’ll go.
Though we wish the fates had bode us well
We cannot fight the pulling tides
For I was meant for another love
And you were meant for mine.
Soon, soon we’ll meet again
On new terms than before
I’ll dance and sing a new age in
While you gaze at my form.
I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused.
But know it isn’t true.
To say those words have hurt me more
Than I could e’er hurt you.
So I’ll leave you here where the cold winds blow
The same temp as your heart.
For I was meant for another love
But you were meant for mine.
A hateful heart can feel no love
So what you lost you’ll never know
The feelings that I meant to feel are melting with the snow.
For I was meant for another love
And you were meant for mine.
Yes you were meant for mine.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Sarai's Song
Beautiful, he called me.
Beautiful as a poisonous flower.
Dangerous. Deadly.
You will be my end, he cried.
Leave me. Help me. Love me.
And love him I did.
I loved him, left him, helped him.
I did all he asked.
Then I was his no more.
Beautiful, he called me.
Beautiful as a Queen.
Regal. Ruling.
You will be mine tonight, he cooed.
Free me. Help me. Love me.
And love him I did.
I loved him, I freed him, I helped him.
I did all he asked.
Then I was his.
Beautiful, he called me.
Beautiful as a poisonous flower.
Dangerous. Deadly.
You will be my end, he cried.
Leave me. Free me. Love me.
And love him I did.
I loved him, left him, freed him.
I did all he asked.
Then I was his no more.
Beautiful, he called me.
Beautiful as a wife.
Loyal. Lost.
You will be mine again, he cooed.
Serve me. Save me. Love me.
And love him I did.
I loved him, served him, saved him.
I did all he asked.
Then I was his again,
His alone,
His forever.
Beautiful as a poisonous flower.
Dangerous. Deadly.
You will be my end, he cried.
Leave me. Help me. Love me.
And love him I did.
I loved him, left him, helped him.
I did all he asked.
Then I was his no more.
Beautiful, he called me.
Beautiful as a Queen.
Regal. Ruling.
You will be mine tonight, he cooed.
Free me. Help me. Love me.
And love him I did.
I loved him, I freed him, I helped him.
I did all he asked.
Then I was his.
Beautiful, he called me.
Beautiful as a poisonous flower.
Dangerous. Deadly.
You will be my end, he cried.
Leave me. Free me. Love me.
And love him I did.
I loved him, left him, freed him.
I did all he asked.
Then I was his no more.
Beautiful, he called me.
Beautiful as a wife.
Loyal. Lost.
You will be mine again, he cooed.
Serve me. Save me. Love me.
And love him I did.
I loved him, served him, saved him.
I did all he asked.
Then I was his again,
His alone,
His forever.
What I actually typed in my "about me" section...
...before I realized it didn't automatically cut me off at 1200 characters...
I have 1200 characters, so here I go. I'm going to use every single one and try to not say too much about me. I'm in college, as my blog title says, and I'm pretty absurd - absurdly awesome that is. I mostly just post poetry but I'm thinking of starting a new blog to detail all the truly absurd things that did happen to me at college last year. Right now I feel like the title is a lie, so either I'll change it or not. I am pretty lazy about things like this. Maybe I should just add some more absurd poetry and pictures and quotes I pick up or say. I still haven't said much about me. Go me! I don't know how many characters I have left so I'm just going to keep going until it stops me. Sometimes I make up nonsense words, but that's only on rare occasions. Bof is one of them. It stands for boyfriend. It's the new "boo" I try to be funny and fail epically. At least in person. I try to tell jokes and ruin them by messing up the punch line. I'm like Marlin the Clownfish, but at the beginning of the movie, not the end. Sometimes I write something that's funny, but again, only on rare occasions. I have lots of perfect ideas that fall apart during execution. How long is 1200 characters anyways? I could turn this into a blog post. In fact I'll probably post this there due to the shear ridiculousness of it. I also have spelling issues. A writer who can't spell, genius, no? I'm a very unique person just like every other unique person out there. I'm the classic novelist who still hasn't finished a book and doesn't appear to be anywhere near that goal. I like socks in the winter and bare feet in the summer. My cat's named Max, though I often call him Smelly Cat (and sing the song from Friends) because he is a smelly cat. I don't know what we feed him (Meow Mix), but he can let go some really rank ones. There's a forest behind my house but I feel like it's disappearing. I don't know where to though... I'm loving these 1200 characters. Random facts are fun! Right? I've been to Africa and climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro. I saw a goat go from live to on my plate. I no longer eat red meat, so it's a good thing that happened a couple years ago. There's something wrong with my body but I don't know what. I love Star Wars, but only the original trilogy. Harry Potter used to be my one true love, but now it's my best friend's dog Ralphie. My cat wishes he was as cool as him. I do crazy things in public. If I'm around something interesting is going to happen. I don't care what people think of me and have no qualms making jokes at my own expense, as long as it gets a good laugh. I love physical comedy, doing it that is. I also enjoy long walks on the beach and candle lit dinners, though I haven't found anyone I want to do those things with yet. I still can't believe I've got more to go. It'd be nice if there was a ticker her to let me know how man I've done and how many I have left. Take a hint from Twitter Blogspot, it's useful! I like dancing in the rain, it's very freeing and very spiritual. I don't like to stereotype myself, but I love stereotyping other people, just to see if they'll break the mold or not. I'm a lot like Mr. Darcy in the sense that my good opinion once lost is lost forever, or at least for a very long time. It takes a lot for me to change my mind about a person. It's takes a lot for me to change my mind. period. I'm pretty stubborn when it comes to certain things. When I know what I want I do anything to get it, which sometimes isn't the best of decisions. "I give myself very good advice but I very seldom follow it." I sang that as Alice in the 5th grade, it's still true today. I try to be a good person, or as good of a person as I can be, but I don't always succeed. Just like every other human I'm flawed. Wow, so much for me not saying anything about myself. Well, I haven't, not really. I haven't said my age or where I live or even my name. I love sunflowers, they're my favorite in the whole world. Okay, I'm getting sick of typing and typing I just want to know how muh is left so I'm going to do this. Okay, my experiment's over. I still have a ways to go. Not to much, but still a ways. Rhyming isn't all it's cracked up to be. Neither is this silly about me section. I hope this takes up a decent amount of space on my profile. About Me DOMINATION!!!! lol. I use that "phrase" too much. I don't consider it a real phrase because it's just a group of letters, not a word. It stands for a phrase, but it isn't one itself. Sometimes I just want to run away and start over. I love starting over, starting new. It's one of my favorite things to do. That's why I love meeting new people. It's a clean slate and endless possibilities. la la la la la. taking up space. I'm not even using proper capitalization or grammar in this. I'm pretty sure I spelled some words wrong too. It's frustrating to type this much and try to say nothing. I inevitably began to say something. So you, the reader, have learned a little bit about me in this "about me" section. Which saddens me, because I think these things are so cheesy. Besides why should you, the reader, even care about who I am? I'm just a picture and words left on the ephemeral internet that one day won't exist. Digital media is so corruptible and easy to accidentally eliminate. It just takes the push of a button. Someday in the future I'll probably accidentally delete this account and it will be like I never existed. How strange... To think that with one click my existence is gone, it's so trivial and yet I find it fascinating how much time people put into their facebooks and myspaces when one day it's going to just be gone. In an instant a person history (online history) can be erased, and if that's the only way some people are recording their lives, well that's just sad. But i digress... I still have no clue how much I have left. I could cheat and copy it into a word document and do a character count, but that takes all the fun out of it. Right? Okay, I don't know if I can take it anymore, I'm going to cheat. But I'm going to be so disappointed if I was really close and if I'd just kept going would have hit the end. But what if I'm not? What if I'm not even past the halfway mark? well that'd just suck. I think I'd give up. maybe it's best not to cheat. It's better to just keep going. how about some more random facts? I like dogs over cats, but I have a cat who acts like a dog, so I'm okay. The first movie I ever saw in theaters was Aladdin and it's still one of my favorite Disney movies. I'm upset in the latest Disney flicks. I love Disney Pixar, but I want just some new, plain animated movies with good music and good plots. Like the old days. I also used to love Pocahontas and I just found out the the song I've hd stuck in my head for years and year was from a deleted scene of that movie. It's weird because I don't ever remember seeing it or hearing it, but there you go. "If I never knew you" good song. She sings it to John Smith before he's about to be killed by her people. It's a very pretty love song. I like the melody a lot. Okay, this is ridiculous. I'm checking the character count. Word says I have 7000+ charaters...
I have 1200 characters, so here I go. I'm going to use every single one and try to not say too much about me. I'm in college, as my blog title says, and I'm pretty absurd - absurdly awesome that is. I mostly just post poetry but I'm thinking of starting a new blog to detail all the truly absurd things that did happen to me at college last year. Right now I feel like the title is a lie, so either I'll change it or not. I am pretty lazy about things like this. Maybe I should just add some more absurd poetry and pictures and quotes I pick up or say. I still haven't said much about me. Go me! I don't know how many characters I have left so I'm just going to keep going until it stops me. Sometimes I make up nonsense words, but that's only on rare occasions. Bof is one of them. It stands for boyfriend. It's the new "boo" I try to be funny and fail epically. At least in person. I try to tell jokes and ruin them by messing up the punch line. I'm like Marlin the Clownfish, but at the beginning of the movie, not the end. Sometimes I write something that's funny, but again, only on rare occasions. I have lots of perfect ideas that fall apart during execution. How long is 1200 characters anyways? I could turn this into a blog post. In fact I'll probably post this there due to the shear ridiculousness of it. I also have spelling issues. A writer who can't spell, genius, no? I'm a very unique person just like every other unique person out there. I'm the classic novelist who still hasn't finished a book and doesn't appear to be anywhere near that goal. I like socks in the winter and bare feet in the summer. My cat's named Max, though I often call him Smelly Cat (and sing the song from Friends) because he is a smelly cat. I don't know what we feed him (Meow Mix), but he can let go some really rank ones. There's a forest behind my house but I feel like it's disappearing. I don't know where to though... I'm loving these 1200 characters. Random facts are fun! Right? I've been to Africa and climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro. I saw a goat go from live to on my plate. I no longer eat red meat, so it's a good thing that happened a couple years ago. There's something wrong with my body but I don't know what. I love Star Wars, but only the original trilogy. Harry Potter used to be my one true love, but now it's my best friend's dog Ralphie. My cat wishes he was as cool as him. I do crazy things in public. If I'm around something interesting is going to happen. I don't care what people think of me and have no qualms making jokes at my own expense, as long as it gets a good laugh. I love physical comedy, doing it that is. I also enjoy long walks on the beach and candle lit dinners, though I haven't found anyone I want to do those things with yet. I still can't believe I've got more to go. It'd be nice if there was a ticker her to let me know how man I've done and how many I have left. Take a hint from Twitter Blogspot, it's useful! I like dancing in the rain, it's very freeing and very spiritual. I don't like to stereotype myself, but I love stereotyping other people, just to see if they'll break the mold or not. I'm a lot like Mr. Darcy in the sense that my good opinion once lost is lost forever, or at least for a very long time. It takes a lot for me to change my mind about a person. It's takes a lot for me to change my mind. period. I'm pretty stubborn when it comes to certain things. When I know what I want I do anything to get it, which sometimes isn't the best of decisions. "I give myself very good advice but I very seldom follow it." I sang that as Alice in the 5th grade, it's still true today. I try to be a good person, or as good of a person as I can be, but I don't always succeed. Just like every other human I'm flawed. Wow, so much for me not saying anything about myself. Well, I haven't, not really. I haven't said my age or where I live or even my name. I love sunflowers, they're my favorite in the whole world. Okay, I'm getting sick of typing and typing I just want to know how muh is left so I'm going to do this. Okay, my experiment's over. I still have a ways to go. Not to much, but still a ways. Rhyming isn't all it's cracked up to be. Neither is this silly about me section. I hope this takes up a decent amount of space on my profile. About Me DOMINATION!!!! lol. I use that "phrase" too much. I don't consider it a real phrase because it's just a group of letters, not a word. It stands for a phrase, but it isn't one itself. Sometimes I just want to run away and start over. I love starting over, starting new. It's one of my favorite things to do. That's why I love meeting new people. It's a clean slate and endless possibilities. la la la la la. taking up space. I'm not even using proper capitalization or grammar in this. I'm pretty sure I spelled some words wrong too. It's frustrating to type this much and try to say nothing. I inevitably began to say something. So you, the reader, have learned a little bit about me in this "about me" section. Which saddens me, because I think these things are so cheesy. Besides why should you, the reader, even care about who I am? I'm just a picture and words left on the ephemeral internet that one day won't exist. Digital media is so corruptible and easy to accidentally eliminate. It just takes the push of a button. Someday in the future I'll probably accidentally delete this account and it will be like I never existed. How strange... To think that with one click my existence is gone, it's so trivial and yet I find it fascinating how much time people put into their facebooks and myspaces when one day it's going to just be gone. In an instant a person history (online history) can be erased, and if that's the only way some people are recording their lives, well that's just sad. But i digress... I still have no clue how much I have left. I could cheat and copy it into a word document and do a character count, but that takes all the fun out of it. Right? Okay, I don't know if I can take it anymore, I'm going to cheat. But I'm going to be so disappointed if I was really close and if I'd just kept going would have hit the end. But what if I'm not? What if I'm not even past the halfway mark? well that'd just suck. I think I'd give up. maybe it's best not to cheat. It's better to just keep going. how about some more random facts? I like dogs over cats, but I have a cat who acts like a dog, so I'm okay. The first movie I ever saw in theaters was Aladdin and it's still one of my favorite Disney movies. I'm upset in the latest Disney flicks. I love Disney Pixar, but I want just some new, plain animated movies with good music and good plots. Like the old days. I also used to love Pocahontas and I just found out the the song I've hd stuck in my head for years and year was from a deleted scene of that movie. It's weird because I don't ever remember seeing it or hearing it, but there you go. "If I never knew you" good song. She sings it to John Smith before he's about to be killed by her people. It's a very pretty love song. I like the melody a lot. Okay, this is ridiculous. I'm checking the character count. Word says I have 7000+ charaters...
Hi!
So I haven't posted in a while. No biggie. I've got a couple of poems I'm working on at the moment, and once they're done I'll put them up. I'm not happy with them yet, so no dice.
Random thing: I really want to join/start a book club... I think it'd be fun. Well, that's it for now. I'll update soon. Promise!!!
Random thing: I really want to join/start a book club... I think it'd be fun. Well, that's it for now. I'll update soon. Promise!!!
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