Take A Bow

there goes the awaiting crowd,
you stand there looking so fcukin proud.
How stupid do you look though,
radiating there with a pathetic glow?
who would of thought a charming smile,
can end up with traces of poisonous vile.

they all watch as you put on your show,
feeling cocky as can be yet you really are low.
entertainment to the maximum,
but little did know your act was already done.
pulling out all the old tricks and licks,
what's funny is you were setting yourself up with a bad ass fix.

They laugh at all your disappointing reveries,
waiting until the day you fall to your knees.
you think you hear a round of applause,
but in reality it's all disapproving nods.
who are you at playing now?
a little believer that thinks you'll take a vow.

please, hurry, go back on stage.
stand there in your ugly phase.
go on, smile your sadistic smile.
talk in your ruthless condescending style.
award has gone to you, you've done the work.
round applause, for the Biggest Jerk.

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wow haven't written in a while. didn't know I had a Rant to offer. hahahaha! anyway, be back some other time with a nice poem and not a rant poem. yeah? yeah. think I'll write about stars then, I saw a tremendously beautiful falling star the other night, may be a gift of inspiration. good inspiration though, or something of the sort. goodnight!

xoxo,
Kristine

Nightmare.

written: April 25, 2009 @ 1:40am

there's a monster under my bed.
i can hear him shuffling with the untouched boxes,
i can hear him scratching against the surrounding walls.
i lift the sheets, he hides deep in the corner, i can't see him.

there's a monster in my closet.
i can hear him rummaging through my wrinkled clothes,
i can hear him trying on different pairs the shoes i've worn.
i open the closet door, he hides deep behind everything, i can't see him.

there's a monster in my dark.
i can hear him rattling against my untouched thoughts,
i can hear him climbing higher and higher on top of my surrounding walls.
i open my eyes, he hides deep in my mind, i can't feel him.

there's a monster in my mind.
i can hear him laughing at my wrinkled beliefs,
i can hear him taunting me with all my different disappointments.
i open my heart, he rips through it, i can take him.

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it's been a while since i've written a poem! i actually knew the feeling i was writing off of for this poem for once... haha that's a first right? lols. well as you all know, i write poetry and use it as an outlet. yeaaaaaaaaaaaaah, i ono what feeling you guys get off of that but use ur imagination i guess.. hahaha. but okay, until next time i need to write! (=

p.s. i'm back on that rooftop writing at night... summer is on it's way!

xoxo,
Kristine

A Riddle For You To Solve.

Written: January 26, 2009 @ 11:55pm

for a moment there, baby, you had me believe you.
was it your fancy words, fancy suit, fancy you?
better yet, was it the sweet hello, or the moment you said let's go?
no, it wasn't your tempo of slow or the easy words you flow.
it was more bull with the shit, and cupid with the wrong hit.

hold on, wait a second, did you say you were forever?
you had the "never say never", and the "let me tell her what's clever."
oops, what happened there, did you think i'd fall?
get on my knees and gravel, and bend down to you and crawl?
the joke was on who? i'm thinking, believing, that it's on you.

i'm sorry, excuse me, did you think i couldn't play too?
had the poker face, super duper easy grace, i beat you this race.
did it hurt much, is your heart a fuss, don't say i am unjust.
hows your ego and your light of always green and go?
you can scream it out if you'd like, but please move it on out.

tell me baby, how does it feel to taste your own?

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Hi! I haven't wrote a poem in a while so i thought i should now, before school knocks me off the realm of the world and i get too busy. hahahah. but anyway, AGAIN i am surprised to see what the hell my complex mind is thinking. i swear, i never know what i'm feeling or thinking until i write a poem and then reread that shit. ahahhahaha. ccccrazy. (note: i think usually my poems are exaggerated) hahaha so don't be taken aback by anything. i mean the core of it all is there, but you know poetry is poetry, you gotta make the emotions leap off the page. hahah. okay so there's a poem for you! lols. this right here, is a "rant". yes in poetry, there is a such thing. lols.

p.s. i started up on tumblr so you can find me on there as well! it's more of a blog than anything. i post random shit on there. really (: hahaha. okay, i'm gonna try to get some sleep now. so ta ta!

xoxo,

Kristine

Sleeping.

Written: January 3, 2008 @ 2:50am

like sleep, i can't see clearly or think coherently.
i got a honey-glazed layer over my eyes.
my head is spinning and my limbs are limber.
i've got feathers for thoughts.
my breathing is slowed and labored.
i'm as calm but deep as the ocean.
my head feels so light and far-gone.
i am floating on clouds of carelessness.
i'm seeing flashes of black and white.
i've been trapped into a thoughts coma.

like sleep, i am only living through my eyes closed.
i got dreams plastered onto my brain.
the thorns and rose petals fall endlessly.
i've touched the halo and the pitchfork.
my angel and devil are mocking.
i got the sun's rays behind the darkness.
my reasons for believing are shadowed by the doubt.
i'm looking at me from a far in a daze.
my mind can't make sense of anything.
i've been trapped into a coffin of my sleepless thoughts.

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i dont know how i typed that poem up. hahaha. i'm hella sleepy but i can't sleep. i thought if i'd write a poem about not sleeping then i'd be able to fall asleep. hahah. wow, my mind is so far off from sleeping isn't it? hahahaha. anyway, i re-read it and it hardly makes sense. but hey thats the beauty of poetry isn't it... bullshit becomes beautiful. loll NIGHT!

xoxo,
Kristine

Epiphany.

Hello 2009.

Self realizations: i have it good.

Ups: i stayed doin me and i'm better than ever.

Downs: i been through one too many revolving doors and merry-go rounds; i want to just stand still.

Resolutions: eyes on the prize, SF here i come baby.

Setbacks?: nothing, my past is my past.

Beliefs?: patience is a virtue, all of it will be worth the wait.

SUP 2009!!

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xoxo,
Kristine

girlicious - t15.

Written: December 23, 2008 @ 10:48pm

eight-two-threes and heartbreak.
i need to get this off my chest.
not quite sure why i always let it phase me,
but i just need to write.
i need to write because i hate it,
and i don't want to feel it anymore.
as much as i try to dismiss everything,
i find myself lingering on what could be, what could of been.
sometimes i just want to throw in the towel,
let my heart take it from here.
but i gotta be smart, don't let it overcome me.
i know in the deepest of the depths,
that i am not alone in this.
i just want to leave reality for a bit,
go wander and float in a world where no one else,
but who matters, and only matters, is in it.
sometimes i just want to scream out loud,
hit the cold hard pavement with my fists.
blame the stars for cursing my heart,
and point my finger at god knows who and ask why?
can i express all of it?
i know, for a damn fact, i'm not the only one who wants to confess.
i can't and don't want to take it anymore,
because i do not want to look back over my shoulder,
over and over, over and fuckin over, always and over again.

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vent-ilicious.

xoxo,
Kristine

Closet Thing I Could Write About Love.

Written: December 21, 2008 @ 7:31pm

everyday i get lost in the deeply covered grange of your expressions

and i search upon the stars to find a twinkle in your astonishing eyes

i breathe your scent into mines as it fills every nerve
to the tips of my fingers

and my thoughts begin to fog as i close my eyes
and picture the beautiful of your face

i cannot explain the rush of fluid tingles as my fingers feel for yours

and i cannot define my own beliefs as i see the
truth escaping of your every pore

there isn't much i can say but the pinnacle of
euphoria you've unlocked in me

nor can i express the definite arrays of
sunlight that beams off your love

i've never been enclosed so tight within a rose that smells so sweet

nor have i the strength to dismay the petals of
security you peel for me

there is no definition for the purity of your
mesmerizing hold i've been drawn to

nor an explanation of how deep within the oceans of
your heart i've fallen through

if i had words to explain my love for you--

they would run faster than the wind,

soar higher than the stars,

tower higher than the mountains,

but that is not all--

for once in my life, words don't seem enough

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hey! i promised you guys a poem right? Lol, so there you go. I've been itching to write a very deep love poem, and that's all i could come up with at the moment. hahaha. i tried. lols [: i don't have much to work with, if you know what i mean... hahahahaha. but when that day comes, i'm sure it'll be more mushy for you guys! lolll. okay well until next time... in case i don't come back soon, i'll wish you guys a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

xoxo,

Kristine