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Pendulums go strong before they slow, making momentary pitstops making the heart drop,
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5:49 and still the prick of sleep evades
This sad mockery of a poet.
by Tjoonz
34 lines,
on Aug 17 5:11 AM 2007
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Playing feelings like they’re dice, Show mine promise no stability.
by Tjoonz
24 lines, 1 comment,
on Mar 18 8:17 AM 2007
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I can just put my hands up over your eyes, Then look at all that stirs inside
by Tjoonz
39 lines, 5 comments,
on Mar 5 5:55 AM 2007
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i hope you know i'd be there if i could
i dont mind listening to your tit-tats,
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Already Tuesday when only yesterday was
Friday, I wonder how much I trust myself.
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Saddest moment in life as I just stood there
The devil cackled as I just stood there.
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One question Jon hates being asked is if he hates it when people ask if his life is like the Average John Doe's.
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Sometimes, I think
I understand how
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A grain at a time, the sand castle grows –
Taller, higher, and stronger.
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Sometimes,
There are times when I am holding a map,
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Footsteps clatter up tiled stairs,
beckoning my ears and dragging my eyes.
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The rush of adrenaline from skiing downhill
Wishing you hadn’t turned left onto the black diamond
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I only had a glass of beer
that summer after freshman year
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and most certainly I will be embraced
in His arms for my righthand ways,
by Tjoonz
8 lines, 3 comments,
on Oct 5 11:52 PM 2005. In Other
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Oh! the ignorance the He exhibits:
presuming I would not be a sloth
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Changes
give me a chance to think
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I caught the golden thread,
and strung it around my throat.
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A golden heart
his soul is pure
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there seems to be something missing from my life.something important. something i need.something i yearn and lust.more than breath.more than the
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Birds singtweet tweetbefore they die.
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I saw you through the
looking glass,
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I fear infatuation will sprout where love intends to be
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The horizon looks so far away.
The sun is still rising, and I’m standing,
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The quiet unstillness proves effectively unnerving.
I am confined in a glass box, the quiet room, of the library,
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So if I broke these chains of redemption,
For worse, I would be left without,
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The piercing shrieking of night’s prickly chill,
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Why is she dressed in black?
Why would she dress like that?
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I plunge in, and permit my problems to be sighed away.
The water rushes down and the wetness embraces my body.
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While i'm gone, can you do me a favor and remind me to change my away message before i take my away message away. the thing is i always forget since when i retu
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