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final goodbye

the-nathaniel:

it is as if in losing you, I’ve lost the muses too.

my passion, and voice; they silence before the night.

words, and means of expression gone blind for sorrow!

and the colors they described, now muted and gray.

but last, in these final remaining thoughts,

I breath another, final, goodbye.

4 notes | Posted May 6, 14 #poem #poetry #goodbyes

Today I kissed the rain.
and the wind embraced;
and I found me.

5 notes | Posted Oct 29, 13 #poem #poetry #fall #rain

I know Why

the-nathaniel:

I know why I’m angry,

frustrated and impatient too.

I realize that life is fleeting,

short meetings and just unknowns.

and death can be jarring,

tearing away unannounced.

and so while I’m still living,

I just want to be, with you! 

6 notes | Posted Sep 10, 13 #poem #poetry #love #life #death

the stench

the-nathaniel:

I can fucking smell,

the stench upon  your breath,

of teenage angst residues

and tars of thoughtless words,

premature to stain those pearls

and vile to the air we breathe.

And worse is not understanding,

your existence a premature bloom,

now rots to give a putrid foul

reckoning in self destruction,

leaving soon a corpse behind,

furthering the stench we’ll have to breathe.

8 notes | Posted Sep 7, 13 #poem #poetry #teenage angst #negativity

Unsatisfied

the-nathaniel:

unsatisfied is what am;

of the who and how of me today,

of where and when that I should be.

as if my passions and ambitions just disappeared,

like waking from a dream - disappointed.

and uncertain is my direction, once so cleared before me.

I seek not the extravagants and riches, but simplicity

and even that is denied to me.

a new dream seems murmuring

but offer so little a guidance.

and it’s just me treading

afloat to tomorrow,

unsatisfied.

2 notes | Posted Aug 14, 13 #poem #poetry #the-nathaniel

"Keep me like a promise
and hold me like a whisper.
Kiss me like a plea."

2,183 notes | Posted Jul 19, 13 #Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson #Poetry #Poem #Lit #Haiku

"your presence: my drug,
my pleasure in every way;
now you’re gone: it’s pain."
the-nathaniel - haiku series

4 notes | Posted Jul 17, 13 #poem #poetry #haiku #missing

Dualism of the Soul

the-nathaniel:

Despite this calming surface,

resembling the morning dawn,

there lies a heavy current

brimming underneath inside.

At times it’s like winter’s tempest,

a storm of blinding confusion pain,

where darkness shrouds and suffocates,

engulfing every crevices burn.

And the struggle is neither a moment,

but a lifetime of intermingling discoveries,

of life and love, and forgiveness

amidst the suffocation of misery.

For when drowning seems like salvation,

the soul would not resign,

and when the surface shows no danger,

the immortal rages on for life.

2 notes | Posted Jul 11, 13 #poem #poetry #duelism #masks

an exchange

the-nathaniel:

If our love is to be

an exchange of you and me,

then my happiness is yours,

and your sorrow’s mine.

As is my light is your life,

and your darkness, my death.

9 notes | Posted Jun 7, 13 #poem #poetry #love

Will Time?

the-nathaniel:

When I think of her,

my soul is turned away,

And here I am to ponder,

If sorrow will ease in time.

Will each passing moment,

each hour of each day,

with months and years expecting,

that I find her absent norm?

And will each increasing laughter

silences the sounds I still can hear -

sounds of ghostly whispers -

resounding within thin air?

Will time have any meaning,

or simply to fade her face away,

and clear me of memories,

including her touch and feel?

If time could have any meaning,

I wish just one thing true,

that I should again find her laughter,

echoing from my lips, anew.

4 notes | Posted Apr 30, 13 #poem #poetry #mom

"my sun, moon, and stars,
that is what you are to me;
I love how you shine!"
the-nathaniel - haiku series (via the-nathaniel)

4 notes | Posted Apr 18, 13 #poem #poetry #haiku #love

Poetry for the Sun: depart and again

the-nathaniel:

a month now since your depart,

and slow I start, I fear, that I forget.

and bring me a pain if I should fail to remember at all,

of what scents you bring me from your being;

the sounds that’s life from you, your caring words;

surely my senses cannot recognize this void.

This space surrounds me empty; fading, I can’t recall,

when it was filled with you and yours,

now removed, slowly all traces of you.

And a surprise when a hair, a shoe, a sound

I found so familiar you left behind.

and so they bring it back - all over again,

as if you’re still just around the corner to be touched and found.

But I know surely, that you are gone.

And surely it has really been,

a month now since your depart.

(via squeeitsbrandon)

4 notes | Posted Apr 9, 13 #poem #poetry #for Mom

"It’s been but a week,
yet feels like just yesterday
when we said goodbye."
the-nathaniel - haiku series (via the-nathaniel)

8 notes | Posted Mar 17, 13 #Mom #poem #poetry #haiku #loss #mourning

"It’s hard to believe
that you’re not here anymore,
at my every turn."
the-nathaniel - haiku series (via the-nathaniel)

6 notes | Posted Mar 12, 13 #poem #poetry #haiku #death #mourning #for mom

Uncertain Chances

the-nathaniel:

I gamble, between uncertainties,

questioning my every move.

As if life continually is spinning,

and randomly I’m fixed to fall.

Nothing is controllable,

not even the maker’s hand.

And so I continue with the momentum,

losing myself a bit each day,

until I slow to halt on my number,

hoping you’ve placed a bet on me.

2 notes | Posted Feb 18, 13 #poem #poetry #gamble #love #uncertainty #roulette