Lost In Translation.

blank screen.
blink, blink, blink; there goes the cursor.
how, in fact do I explain?

[that smile and frown, simultaneous.
that skip of the heart, the sinking of it too.
sigh of happiness, sigh of uneasiness.
that head against the wall with lips curved up,
but the shake of the head as it all sinks in.
don't know how to feel, don't know what to feel.]

thoughts swimming around trying to find it's rest place,
reasons stopping what actually wants to take pace.
stuck between priorities and mind sets,
softened by feelings and daydreams.
want and need to know where it's all going,
but too afraid to even grasp where it could be heading.

[that smile and frown, simultaneous.
that skip of the heart, the sinking of it too.
sigh of happiness, sigh of uneasiness.
that head against the wall with lips curved up,
but the shake of the head as it all sinks in.
don't know how to feel, don't know what to feel.]

fighting with myself as I'm trying to figure it out,
but all I could do is shake my head in doubt.
here's that time where my walls are built up high,
not because I'm hiding but to see if it's even worth the try.
mind and soul is cradled in a cocoon of insecurity,
all I need is that one moment of reason to believe it'll be sturdy.

[that smile and frown, simultaneous.
that skip of the heart, the sinking of it too.
sigh of happiness, sigh of uneasiness.
that head against the wall with lips curved up,
but the shake of the head as it all sinks in.
don't know how to feel, don't know what to feel.]

full screen.
words, words, words; there goes the truth.
how, in fact can I believe it?

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dot.dot.dot... hahhaah. That's all I have to say about what the back of my mind is thinking right now. Haha, freaking amazing how poetry affects me. It clears my head tremendously! Lol. But mmmyea, alright goodnight! Until next time I need to vent=)

xoxo,
Kristine

Simply the most beautiful verse in a song.

Loving you is a like a song I replay every
three minutes and thirty seconds of every day.
And every chorus was written for us to recite
every beautiful melody of devotion every night.
This potion might, this ocean might carry me
in a wave of emotion to ask you to marry me.
And every word, every second, and every third
expresses the happiness more clearly than ever heard.
And when I play ‘em, every chord is a poem
telling the Lord how grateful I am because I know him. The harmonies possess a sensation similar to your caress.
If you asking then I'm telling you it's yes.
- Lauryn Hill

Origami.

im like origami,
you can fold me into something beautiful.

the blankness of my page is for you to imagine me,
and i can become your perfect creation.
each fold you make of me i'll keep together,
and i can keep your love within me binded forever.

the flaps of my heart are open,
and you can bend them just right so i can fit into you.
you can run your fingers along my edges,
and smooth out my loose ends with your touch.

you can create me into a bird,
so i can fly right into your soul.
you can create me into a flower,
so i can bloom for you when you need to nourish.

you can build me into a sword,
so i may fight for you when you can't fight on your own.
you can build me into a shield,
so i may protect you when hurt comes your way.

i can be your creation, and you can build me with all your being.
i can be your fold, and i will bend as long as i won't tear.
i can be your crease, and i will stay here as long as you want me.
i can be your heart, and you can carry me wherever you may go.

i am your origami,
and you helped me become beautiful.

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i didn't know i had a love poem to offer, but then again i never know what i'm gonna write until i'm done... hahha. i wrote this poem last night and just now got to postin! mmmmkay, until next time! i love love poems, btw. ahahah. they're the most fun to read over after it's finished!

xoxo,
Kristine

Whirlwind.

the wind takes a hold of me and sways me this way and that,
the rain slowly dropping on my face imitating the growth of emotion.
the ground under my feet begins to shake and crack,
and all i want to do is take away my mind from all the commotion.

the rumble of the thunder starts to crowd my thoughts,
and the storm within my own heart grows stronger with each beat.
each second starts to become harder and each breath i take becomes caught,
and the only thing i can think about is standing tall on my own feet.

my breath starts to grow shallow from the cold,
and i'm starting to shiver under my skin in stuck in broken thought.
don't know what to do, i'm searching for something to hold.
but little did i know that my feelings are the ones to be fought.

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I'm a ball of emotion. Dear John was so heartbreaking it stuck to me. Hahaha. Obviously needed to get something out, so there you have it. La la la, vent! =) Until next time, when I need to write... Ta ta for now!

xoxo,
Kristine