Saturday, August 15, 2009


Is it crazy to dream about you every single night?

Is it crazy to think that you are everywhere I go?

I cannot decide.

So as I close my eyes, getting ready to see you in my dream again

I wonder.

Is this what that word means?

Is this what that word feels like?

Is it happiness and joy together?

Is it sadness of not having you with me?

I’ll decide after tonight.

I get up the next morning

To see you leaning against the wall

And smiling at me

Am I still dreaming? Or is this a hallucination?

I cannot decide.

As frustration takes over my senses

You move towards me

Sit down beside me

Hug me and disappear

Leaving me at peace

So now I know

This is what everyone talks about

This is what everyone brags about feeling

It is the very same thing I feel for you


Should I tell you?

Will it freak you out?

Will you leave me and go away?

Will you accept me?

I cannot decide.

I call you and tell you

The irrevocable love I feel for you

What happens next? I don’t know.

W ill you be happy to hear this?

I cannot decide.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Chimborazo Cotopaxi

Awesomely weird poem! i love it!

When I was but thirteen or so
I went into a golden land,
Chimborazo, Cotopaxi
Took me by the hand.

My father died, my brother too,
They passed like fleeting dreams,
I stood where Popocatapetl
In the sunlight gleams.

I dimly heard the master's voice
And boys far-off at play, ---
Chimborazo, Cotopaxi
Had stolen me away.

I walked in a great golden dream
To and fro from school ---
Shining Popocatapetl
The dusty streets did rule.

I walked home with a gold dark boy
And never a word I'd say,
Chimborazo, Cotopaxi
Had taken my speech away.

I gazed entranced upon his face
Fairer than any flower ---
O shining Popocatapetl
It was thy magic hour:

The houses, people, traffic seemed
Thin fading dreams by day;
Chimborazo, Cotopaxi,
They had stolen my soul away!

-- W. J. Turner