the ill-Love writing Jones.

Written: March 27, 2008 @ 11:52pm

I think i'm losing my taste, i'm not feening for it,
it's sweetness becomes sour to the tip of the tongue.

I think i'm losing my sense of smell, i'm immune to it's essence,
it's aroma becomes so blandly unpleasant.

I think i'm losing my sight of seeing, i'm becoming blind to it's path,
it's clearly laid out plan to see begins to blur right in front of me.

I think i'm losing my feeling, i'm becoming numb to it's touch,
it's softness against my skin becomes ever so rough.

I think i'm losing my ability to hear, i'm becoming deaf to it's reasons,
it's loud piercing through my ears becomes quite passive.

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So emo. Hahah. Ehh well, i hate tom. It's always the time of the month where I think too much ahaha. Anyway, brownie points for you if you know who or what im talking about in this poem...=]

xoxo,

Kristine

Sappy, oh please.

Written: March 27, 2008 @ 12:01am

Oh, please.
How I long for an everyday sunshine,
the rays strectching farther and farther with life.
It's been days on end with the rain,
and Im asking for an umbrella to shelter me.
What does it take for a streak of happy days,
and a constant smile for no reason at all.
I feen for a melody that plays quite simple,
yet it still is intricate in every word's detail.
Never have I rushed with the wind,
more mellow with a coat wrapped around me.
With closed eyes I begin to picture,
a million and one together except me.
Questions become true statements and,
truth becomes something i dont want anymore.
I begin to see a different light,
and it's shine begins to dull from the clouds.
Time becomes a bestfriend more and more,
yet for some reason i want to dismiss the friendship.
Moments pass by and I overlook it,
and overlooking it becomes more of a routine.

Oh please.
When will the moonlight dance off my eyes,
and when will the darkness become my light?
Is there a moment that's a moment too close,
and is it a reason for me to hold on to?
Should a weary and thin line become strong,
for it won't be broken by vulnerability?
Patience is wearing thin every second,
and my seconds turn into days on end.
Good I've been so repeatedly,
but with honesty I'm done with good.
Yearning for the perfect isn't idealed,
but seeing imperfect to become perfect is strived for.
Done with seeing the virtue in patience,
and believing that impatience is what triggers all this.
Never naive to accept just the regular,
but looking way down deep for the exquisite.
I remember to not settle for whatever and just wait,
Because someday, somewhere, all that's left is fate.

Oh please, love.

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Can you tell why the title of this blog is called "Sappy"? Hahaha mmm. I think TOM is coming because i'm hella emo and craving everything! hahhahahahaha. Oh and the picture up there i thought was pretty sick. it is kinda relevant to this poem, but not that drastic though ahha. Digggg.

xoxo,

Kristine

Happy, go lucky.

Heyy! Today was a really good day. It's been a minute ever since I really genuinely had a good day! Haha I must say... There were many good events one after another. Some I can't believe that actually happened, but hey you know...Surprises and things that are unexpected bring the best!! Today was sweeet! From being with my bestfriends who I haven't seen in a while, from just sittin out in the nature chillen, from having good conversation with *a cheezy smile* running from left to right on my face (hahahaha=P).A good day in general brings the natural high, the endorphins, and all that leading to some good ol' happiness. Mm, yahfeel!! *Smiles. Lols. Very gooood day, very much so.Haha, anyway. I was going through my sidekick notes and I came across a free-verse that i'm actually hella diggin. It's kind of interesting how most my free-verses that I've written talk about the sky so much... I'm beginning to wonder what it means...

See I want to fly across the skies, so light and dreamy. Just so free and carelessly. I want to sail across the ocean, so rhythmic and accordingly. Touchin bases with the moon and the glimmer off the water.Shadowin you, guiding me. I came to touch the tips of your mind and dive in deep as your toes rummage against the frailty with grains of sand. I notice the sunlight dancin off your eyes and I see the moonlight trailin off some kind of mystery. Mystifying amongst the fog of an unknown path,but gradually chasin and searchin for the clearing to create a perfect history. A creation waiting to be discovered through the twinkling splinters and the definite arrays of the scorching sun. Let it be known.Ready to free fall into the unknown and scratch the surface of the ongoing depths. Trip, stumble, fall. Trip.... stumble.... FALL.....Hard...with no strings attached.

That free-verse screams "I'm ready to give so much to offer... Bring it!!!" Oh jeeeeezus, very dramatic! hahahaha just kidding...Haha, anyway... Until tomorrow most likely... Peace easyyy=]

xoxo,

Kristine

s'LENTover.

Yesss, I can start writing poetry again! Lent is now over, and now I can get back to the daily routine of spittin some words in rhymes for you. Haaha, well not really. I like to say "spoken word" instead of rhymes. Haha, anyway. I'm just going to go ahead and type whatever comes to mind, I have hella shit that I've been meaning to get down into words so aiight let's go. =]. I'm gonna free verse.

its been a minute since i floated on the clouds
where i'm just sittin peacefully with
serenity surrounding me
i know it may seem a bit absurd
and i know that i may be reachin a bit too far
but tell me is it too much to ask
for a little bit of fulfillment
see i'm not someone who usually
preaches and wishes
i'm more of the come let it rain down on me
and more of the sweet little meldoy
that plays softly and patiently
but im gettin a bit too restless
and i'm beginning to grow a bit
futher from tenderness
see the clouds is what i strive for
and it's carelessness in the sky is the
exact thing im startin to run towards
i'm diggin and shovelin up what i was before
i'm takin the past and all the same old shit
and coverin it up with a tombstone
now im not sayin that i'm going to
let the thunder come down
or the mountains to move just
because i'm feenin for change
i'm too prideful and full of mistakes
learned from to let it all tear me up
the cream of the crop isn't what i'm needin
nor the tippy top of the pinnacle
nah, im just searchin for the
wrong one whos my right
because in a world of imbalance
the lesson cant be taught nor learned
without seein the black and white
and plainly, the lesson is seeing
the rainbow after the rain

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Soooooooooooo, yes yes. Just a few thoughts lingering in my head and I guess that's how it came out. Hahah. I find it interesting how you can just let words flow out of your head and then once you've finished and re-read it your like, "wow, am i really thinkin that way right now?" hahahaah. yeahhhh alllrighttyy, that's enough for tonight. i'm gonna watch a movie and then knock out, i'm feelin kind of nauseated =[. haha anyway, HAPPY EASTER! =]

xoxo,
Kristine

FORTUNE-ate.

I came across 2 interesting things worth posting for today. Digg it.

This is from Post Secret, I thought it was cute and interesting. How often do you come across a fortune cookie that actually says something that has meaning? Hahaha. =]

And lastly, a quote...

"I believe that everything happens for a reason; People change so that you can learn to let go; things go wrong so that you can appreceiate them when they're right; you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together." -Marilyn Monroe

If there's anything that I've learned in these 19 years of living, it's the fact that life throws everything at you. And what I mean by "everything" is that good, sad, cunniving, forceful, joyful, exhiliarating, stressful, loving, caring, stupid, aggressive, unbelieveable, accepting, dishonest and WORTH IT type shit. Feel me? =]. So take life as it is, and take everything that passes you by because you only live once.

xoxo,

Kristine

Poppin the cherry.

Ayeee! Wow, so I finally joined the "blogger" community. I was so stuck on xanga. Lol, but I think I'm going to like this site better. Haha. I'm going to leave my xanga up still because I have all my poems on there. But from this moment on, I'll be posting here. With poems, pictures and all that good stuff. Yadigg? Haha. Okay. Since it's my first time on here, i'm poppin the blogger.com cherry! Hahaha=] What better way to start this off by with one of the best female lyricist's out there, miss lauryn hill=]

Motives and Thoughts - Lauryn Hill

Rotating bodies, confusion of sound
Negative imagery, holding us down
Social delusion, clearly constructed
Human condition, morals corrupted
Trapped in reaction, lawlessness war
Dissatisfaction from bowels to core
Devil’s technology, strategy for
Human mythologies, urban folklore
Sick of psychology, counterfeit cure
Wicked theology, robbing the poor
Scheme demonology mislead the pure
Strictly strategically studying war
Light shown in darkness, image exposed
Few can see through the new emperor’s clothes
Lustful this hustle turn humans to hoes
When the blind lead the blind
Just more trouble and woes
It’s the mind that they chose
Its designed to stay closed
Standard of jokers, court just a logic
Sick looking cosmics, from schoolyards to college

Primitive man with civilize knowledge
System collapse and he still won’t acknowledge

God is the saviour, studies behavior
Trying to fix the mix mind that he gave ya
Stiff-necked scholars on prescription meds
Wishing their problems were all in their heads
Morale dilemma, pride is the root
Misguided from youth, heart divided from truth
Egyptians and Grecians, spiritually dead
Imperially led, by the gods in their heads

Motives and thoughts

Industrial wealth
Global economy, in it for self
Heart full of madness, covered with kind
Pleasure designed to take over your mind
Furnished in godliness, painted in good
This tainted priesthood got real saints misunderstood
While classes in government, set up the veil
And cultivate minds for more mythical tales
Typical Hollywood follies good girl
While vice and corruption take over the world

Motives and thoughts
Check your motives and thoughts

Blind with the wickedness, deep in your heart
Modern day wickedness is all you’ve been taught
Lied to your neighbors, so you get ahead
Modern day trickery is all you’ve been fed

Motives and thoughts
Check your motives and thoughts

xoxo,
Kristine