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jasmine

PO# 598923
United States
United States
apeiron
November 25, 2018
 

spin me
round and round,
like a dreamer's tale.

twirl me
out of your hands,
flying to horizons,
soaring
high
like the paper birds you
speak about.

forget the goodbys-
don't say them.

and i will
take flight,
knowing well of the person
that i said goodby to.

JELLYFISH
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February 4, 2018
 

all my thoughts
you saw all my thoughts.

but you never cared for them,
never took a second time to recollect.

did you ever listen,
ever try to understand?

all my thoughts
you saw all my thoughts.

but perhaps that's all that that was.
seeing, and not feeling.

perhaps your listening
wasn't listening at all.

and maybe i shouldn't have shown
all my thoughts
to some hollowed stranger,

but i'm glad it was
to someone
who didn't listen,
rather than to someone
who knew it all
back to back.





LAKEVIEW
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January 16, 2018
 

the sky burns an unfamiliar
summery light in the midst of winter-
with you.

a strange,
altogether lovely
light.

captured by your dance of unravelment-
revealing the world beneath
your fingertips, you breathe.

innate to you-
strange to me,
you live in a world of amenity.

NORTHERN LIGHTS
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January 9, 2018
 

Why I write.

It's not that simple.
But it is just as simple at the same time.

There was no start to it.
In fact, it was like I never had a choice.

I did not decide to write,
There was no decision to be made.

It's as if it's in my veins;
A living, breathing part of me.

All of me.
Uncontrollably consumed by letters, words, sentences.

BURUNG PACAT
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January 9, 2018
 

To live in a place constantly changing,
Without its own routine.

It's something that I need.
That I dream.

Where there is no such thing as everyday faces,
And there is no such thing as sleep.

To live where there is adventure seeping from its windows,
Unraveling as the day passes.

I never knew I wanted it,
Until I saw the lives unlike my own.

Living,
Wherever it took them.

BARNEY
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January 7, 2018
 

we drifted away.

and i never got the chance to miss you,
to say goodbye.

because that's how things ended between us.

they just...
drifted.

and soon the days without talking became one, two, three...

a year.

and then, and only then,
did i realize i lost you.

and by the time i realized,
i felt nothing.

just...
nothing.
---
i wish that we didn't drift apart.

i wish it ended.

because i never got the chance to miss you,
to say goodbye.

and believe me when i say you deserve to be missed.
because you are the type of person that i need to say goodbye to.

and perhaps i'm saying goodbye right now.

and if this is it, i'll say it.

goodbye.

CHARMING CHURN
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December 17, 2017
 

LIVING.

a strange word,
two syllables-
with unlikely letters
falling in place together.

and yet,
with such a strange and simple word,

we do it all the time.

BUT IT DOESN'T FEEL LIKE WE DO.
it doesn't feel we ARE.

and i wonder why it's like that.
why living feels so unexciting,
why living feels so empty.
why living wore away,
why living became
a given.

SUNRISE KINGDOM
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December 16, 2017
 

I remember the first time you asked me what my favorite color was.

I was 7, and we were laying beneath an oak tree.
and I answered that my favorite color was the color of the sky.

And you clarify my statement,
with words i did not expect to hear-

words that i did not expect,
but also words that i was curious to hear.

"so red, right?"

Laughing, I ask what you meant.
And you- confused, say another thing i did not expect to hear.

"the sky is red, anyone blind could see that."

and so in a flustered silence, i stare at the sky.
waiting for it to turn red.
and it didn't that day, at least.

and only until i was 17 and you left did i understand.

that the sky is indeed...

TRANSMISSION LINES
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December 16, 2017
 

I have come full circle in my life.

                                                                writer.
                                                             biologist.
                                                         psychologist.
                                                            counselor.
                                                                 nurse.
                                                                writer.

no matter what i do,
it always comes back to this.

THIS-
the world i create through
a string of words.

THIS-
the sight of ink
submitting to paper.

yes, this.
always this.

COLOR SHOWER
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August 9, 2017
 

i feel like i am floating
among the countless stars,
wading through the air.

elated.
freed.

but as i rise higher,
i realize.

everything is slipping
away from me,
out of my
control.

everything i once had,
gone.

fading away
from my
sight.

THE LITTLE PRINCE
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June 20, 2017
University Place, United States

A compliment
Travels long ways,
Do not tell me
Otherwise.

It does not stop
At the surface
Of your skin
Or at the smile
Plastered on your
Lips.

It stops at the
Deepest depths
Of your heart
And at the
Sincerest of
Tears.

ANGEL OF PASSION
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June 15, 2017
University Place, United States

How silly was I
To think that
You were the only one
Who cared for me.

How stupid was I
To be fooled that
You were the only one
Who cared for me.

I was so enamored
With you,
That I forgot that
There are more people
Worth loving.

REBIRTH
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June 12, 2017
University Place, United States

it's okay,
i know
someday
i'm going
to be
with you.

HARMONY
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June 2, 2017
University Place, United States

you turn
your words
to daggers
that prod
at my throat.

please,
just let me
breathe.

IN SEASON
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May 30, 2017
University Place, United States

When the sunsets are ripe and the sky seems to glow just right, Marin stares out the glass window door with her nose pressed against its cool surface. Staring, searching and admiring the sky she'd fallen endlessly in love with. But yet searching, searching for the stars she always seemed to miss. Searching for a star to fall, a miracle to happen.

Because no matter how hard she tried, Marin could only rely on the fallen stars.

HARMONY
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May 26, 2017
University Place, United States

The five stages of grief:

Denial
Anger
Bargaining
Depression
Acceptance.

It doesn't matter how
One deals with
Each stage,

Everyone ends
With acceptance.

Acceptance

Is being able
To grasp your
Realities
And love them.

But acceptance
Is not as easy
As it sounds.

Because with each
Reality,
Each grasp of it-

One becomes
Self aware
Afraid.
Guarded.

-

People hurt people.
And perhaps, that,
Is the first thing
we should accept.

ANGEL OF UNDERSTANDING
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May 25, 2017
University Place, United States

You mistake
My love
For selfishness

And you lash out
At me to break it.

Perhaps you
Never knew
Me anyway.

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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May 24, 2017
University Place, United States

The world seems
To spill from
Your fingertips

And maybe
That's why
You feel
So empty.

ANGEL BREATHING
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May 8, 2017
University Place, United States

You held me
Together.

That was your
First mistake.

Because when
You had to
Let go

I fell apart.

--do not teach
dependence
to the broken.

FIND PEACE
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May 2, 2017
University Place, United States

poetry is how
thought feels.

LETTRS AND BOOKS
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May 1, 2017
University Place, United States

I will break
My own heart
To keep yours
Safe.

ANGEL OF UNDERSTANDING
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April 30, 2017
University Place, United States

I was never
Given a home
In a person.

So I became
A home
For others.

And it is
Unbearable
That you
Do not want
To stay
In my home
That I worked
So hard on.

HOPE
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April 29, 2017
University Place, United States

I'd like to think
That I don't care
At all.

That you don't
Have an impact on me
At all.

But that would not
Explain the
Endless nights
Spent
Of me crying
On the bathroom floor
Wondering why
I wasn't good enough.

HARMONY
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April 29, 2017
University Place, United States

We see the world
Not in days,
But in units-
Periods of times,
Eras, in essence.

We normally do not
Remember specific days
Or specific moments
Of every day,
But we remember
The occurrence
In a matter of time.

We do not choose
What we remember,
What may be significant
One day-
Can become
Insignificant the next.

And maybe that's why
I don't get frustrated
Anymore
When I can't remember
The first time
We met eyes.

Because it is not
The moments that matter
It is the
Unit,
The period of time,
The era-
That matters.

LETTRS TEAL
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April 27, 2017
University Place, United States

I long to feel
As I once did,
With an electric
Beating heart.

I long to wake up
Believing.
Feeling.
Being.

Because
I miss the
Sleepless nights
And the constant
Ring of you
In my mind.

I miss
Missing
You,
Most of all.

ANGEL OF UNDERSTANDING
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March 31, 2017
 

today you only consumed my mind for:

two hours

that's less than it usually is

tell me you're proud

i need this

please

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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March 22, 2017
 

i wish you were still a home to me.
                      .
                          .

ORIGINAL
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March 12, 2017
 

a bite
of desire
to feel
the way
you feel.

a yearn
of longing
to have
exactly what
you have.

how does it
feel, to be
held?

does it feel,
like-
this?

how does it
feel, to hold
someone in
your arms?

does it feel,
like-
that?

now tell me,
does it?

ANGEL BREATHING
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March 6, 2017
 

fading somethings
slipping off
your fingertips
turning into
little nothings
falling off
your honeyed lips.

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REBIRTH
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March 2, 2017
 

I am the sunsets
Through heavy trees,
Hidden yet there
For those willing to see

IN SEASON
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