Snapz & Wordz
there is no point in looking to understand the current things
those things can be anything
sometimes the means to understand them
is just the waste of a moment
the waste of your life
Over estimating a situation
for no logical purpose
-Ruptes
Being guided is the way that you show trust and hope, when you can choose to not believe. Give yourself to be guided.
Ruptes
A blank notebook is nothing to you
But when filled in with your words
Does it become an extension of your mind?
Perhaps a tangible mind in the form of a limb
Which happens to be a notebook.
- Ruptes
Adorn by beauty
And maybe lush
A bit chaotic
Definitely,
Filled with love.
Amongst the wild acts
There’s some care
A form of caring.
At all cost
And for everything
You are their everything.
- Ruptes
The mind, the most important space of your body with the smallest real estate.
Ruptes
Follow me,
I may take you to my world,
Where’s there’s no colors,
Just black and white.
- Ruptes
Waking, the start of the day, grinning with much to say, Waiting to break your ways, Slowly to take your days, Quickly to change your ways, Easily it breaks enthusiasms. The start of your days, Are a dice in a bag, what number it lands, a toss of a salad, You're waking to start your day, What it holds, is what all say. - Ruptes
Crystal clear, With a glare that outshines, Seeing the blue above the ocean, Can it also be an ocean? Give the feel of happiness, The white that floats in the sky, Cotton, pillows, marshmallows? What is perceived, When indoors all beauty can be seen, When outdoors, You see, It's no summer skies. It quickly moves to freeze. - Ruptes
Like a roller coaster you go.
Up or down in emotions.
And never steady for too long.
Like a roller coaster.
You run through your emotions to quick.
Without settling on one.
Passing by you like a blurr.
- Ruptes
Color my soul black
To show for all the pain
Confusion, and mess
There is no colors to show
For life has stolen happiness
It’s black like a ditch
And when you reach in
There’s only decomposed matter
Do you not smell that color?
The smell of rot taking control
Only this I know
How black is my color
And makes my shadow
But also speaks volume Of my being.
- Ruptes
Thunder to my soul
And lightning to my heart
Are the words of your goodbye
The tears from my eyes
Makes the rains from my sky
And floods
Washing away violently
The memories that within me
Once was
With violent winds
Cleaning away everything.
- Ruptes
The scent of you.
Is the essence of my soul.
The you, that I need.
In dire need of your aroma.
Without you close by, I die.
An agonizing death.
- Ruptes
