pink hated brown. brown hated pink. is jealousy more deserving than hostile revenge?
__Love Avery
sweetINSANITY
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
What A Putz . Avori White
Look at you..
Smiling on a train full of strangers.
Is her smile that beautiful? Are her eyes that dreamy? Why are you so starry eyed over someone you hardly know? And you softly slide through a mental slideshow you wouldn't show anyone else... And here comes the "I don't want anyone else." This is the check point where it all goes wrong.. I guess I'll leave these feelings atop the shelf... Before it all goes wrong and the sorrow lasts too long.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Ghost Image - AV
Breeding headaches are intimate thoughts.
Curing headaches is a sweet sleep,
but one cannot have a slew of sleep and the thought be solved.
If one plus one didn't equal anything, maybe nothing would exist, but this isn't the case.. As we all know, it absolutely equals two. In moments of acceptance of what is, we find a softly adored calm... and slowly but surely, the issue will have an indifference attached to its essence, and on more than just the surface, you'll be alright.
LOVE AV
Curing headaches is a sweet sleep,
but one cannot have a slew of sleep and the thought be solved.
If one plus one didn't equal anything, maybe nothing would exist, but this isn't the case.. As we all know, it absolutely equals two. In moments of acceptance of what is, we find a softly adored calm... and slowly but surely, the issue will have an indifference attached to its essence, and on more than just the surface, you'll be alright.
LOVE AV
Friday, June 22, 2012
Imagination Defeating Reality
Eye to eye.
Fingers through hair.
Lips transferring emotions that can't be said.
Visions oh visions
you show me the things that I've been missing.
I did not ever ask to be placed in this prison.
It wouldn't be bad if it naught this solitude of a sentence.
Ball and chain. I won't give up again. I'll give up the chase. Won't give up on love. Imagination leave me alone. I've been waiting for my reality to come.
IINDIIGO
Fingers through hair.
Lips transferring emotions that can't be said.
Visions oh visions
you show me the things that I've been missing.
I did not ever ask to be placed in this prison.
It wouldn't be bad if it naught this solitude of a sentence.
Ball and chain. I won't give up again. I'll give up the chase. Won't give up on love. Imagination leave me alone. I've been waiting for my reality to come.
IINDIIGO
Sunday, June 17, 2012
The Strange One and the Happy Twos - Matthew Thompson
We're the ones that hope the ones that are the twos love each other. Do it four your benefit. Take five and express your love because six years will pass and you'll have seven kids and all you'll have for eye contact is a total 8 minutes at the dinner table and by nine you'll be asleep. And even though the food was a ten you'll wake up at eleven watching twelve, wondering how you guys got back to one. Please love each other. You help the world spin a little better.
Friday, April 6, 2012
Cluttered State of Mind
Clothes from wall to wall
socks in all my draws
i wish i could forget it all
but it's my face whenever i'm home.
-A'Vori
socks in all my draws
i wish i could forget it all
but it's my face whenever i'm home.
-A'Vori
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Negative Poem By A'Vori
Complaining conscience
Complaining body
Complaining encounters
Complaining couple
Complaining union
Complaining children
Education through complaining
Complaining grandchildren
Complaining great grand children
Complaining spirit
Complaints of demerit
Til you complain of their merits
You're long gone and when you come back no one wants to hear it
Complaints, complaints, because of restraints
Drowned generations because of what you generate.
It's time to penetrate.
Ps
Let love in.
You'll feel alive, but it won't kill you...
-A'Vori
Complaining body
Complaining encounters
Complaining couple
Complaining union
Complaining children
Education through complaining
Complaining grandchildren
Complaining great grand children
Complaining spirit
Complaints of demerit
Til you complain of their merits
You're long gone and when you come back no one wants to hear it
Complaints, complaints, because of restraints
Drowned generations because of what you generate.
It's time to penetrate.
Ps
Let love in.
You'll feel alive, but it won't kill you...
-A'Vori
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