Category Archives: Dreams

Heartless

The power and rage of this permanent pain,
sporadic avenues of reviving buried yesterdays.
The tall tales of a love I initially claimed,
a tragic romance which led to dismay.

Hurt resembling a thousand knives to ones chest,
a punctured ego, riven thoughts and broken promises.
With my severed heart and capricious requests,
no gain without pain, I’ve grown to be heartless.

Intentions are as prejudice as white supremacists,
I’m wildly sucked into this infinite tunnel.
Worshiping flawed emotions as a love atheist,
things never work out for me, they always crumble.

The passion’s gone, but memories compose tattoos,
maturing into a glutton for critical heartache.
It skips us like stones to a non-rippling lagoon,
what lead me to presume union would display?

What the hell was I thinking, I’m quite the fool,
this hopeless search for a fulfilled happiness.
Too busy dreaming, discounting logical thinking,
like a needle in a haystack, I’ve lost my place.

  • Ms. Tioko

PHOTO CREDIT:
http://fineartamerica.com/featured/heartless-martin-dawids.html

Unglued

The shit between you

and I can no longer be;

from a distance you

offer me porcelain dreams.

…don’t want you to leave;

losing ventilation,

I can’t breathe.

How do I live with the fact

that you’ve fallin outta

love with me?

You left me open so I

went for the rebound,

thinking pain would ease;

the stats don’t add up

there’s no comparison,

so at night I climb trees.

I go up…

so high, so high, so high,

maybe too high;

leave me up here please!

Consumed of resentment

and anguish to the brain,

a love estranged,

my heart’s dropped

below zero degrees.

I’m Unglued
  • Ms. Tioko

PHOTO CREDIT:
http://thelabrats.tumblr.com/post/11668954373/check-out-johnny-robles-new-wall-at-cifo-he

Sinister

Night terrors visit me
in my nocturnal state.

My world’s at rock bottom
so I’m snoozing in the day…

Straggling dusk til dawn,
my consciousness veers away.

Street lights that ever glow,
are certainly dimmer today.

Losing track of all mistakes
in the past that I’ve made;

My future reads error,
mental states are dazed.

  • Ms Tioko

Guilty Pleasures

Waking up in
cold sweats,
dreams about past love.

Lying here
deeply mesmerized;

possessed by
reoccurring thoughts,

love making
excluding faults.

Sensual feelings
erupt
from my sex-driven mind.

A chilled spine and moist sheets…

What is this?

Alone here with no companion,
I’m bugging again.

Modeling this
new lingerie with
only
my reflection as an audience.

Fraudulently denying my
need for
sexual pleasure.

Am I less of a woman if I oblige?

My Guilty Pleasures

– Ms. Tioko

PHOTO CREDIT:
http://impressioniartistiche.blogspot.com/2011/08/drew-darcy.html

I Can Only Imagine

I can only imagine
The feeling I’m given

When you’re holding me
Falling for a man I can’t see
Immersed in your aroma of  love
Awaiting the day, no longer
Dreaming of you touching me

I can only imagine
Our minds intertwined

We’re together as two bodies
Compromising one spine
Lovers in spirit, soul tied
My love for you echoes
Like wolves in twilight
Every day’s brand new and
Each time’s the first time

I can only imagine
Our emotions taking over

Loving that fact that we’re
Growing much closer
Surrounded by situations
That’s pushing us farther
Both turning in circles
No intentions of letting go
My feelings run deeper
Than any ocean shall flow

I can only imagine
Our love interchanging

Exchanging emotions
Relentless and never-fading
Hopeful for tomorrows
Of eternal love
Injections of adorations
Saturated with love
A feeling so bizarre
I’m showered with love
I’m lost without you

I Can Only Imagine…

– Ms. Tioko

PHOTO CREDIT:
http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/lovers/images/14531231/title/summer-love-photo

Absent-Mind

Absent-Mind

Adverse consciousness weighing opposite a feather
Expressing my life through sealed unread letters

An intellect so impractical its borderline genius
Yet pessimists claim it’s quick to make them squeamish

My live confessional, I would often chat with the mirror
With a drink in both hands, if only things appeared clearer

Hallucinations has me out of my mind and in too deep
Nothing makes sense anymore like my cerebrum’s offbeat

Wrestling with daydreams, nowadays I rarely get sleep
Pushing against balance like I’m tripping over both feet

Rebellion wars, a fight to death if they played fair with reason
Stolen thoughts and moral sense, oh to get away with treason

What to do when you’re alone in this jungle of oblivion
I’m as low as I’ve ever been, the farthest from meridian

With my discolored morale and blurred line vision
I’m again drowning in this sea of demoted intuition

– Ms. Tioko

Off Course

Innocent demeanor with

a criminal mind-set.

Drinking this fifth till

there’s none in the bottle left.

Staggering through life

in circles like treble cleft.

Trampling over porcelain

dreams like I missed a step.

  • Ms. Tioko

PHOTO CREDIT:
http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Maze.svg