poetry – Page 5 – I.R.E.I.G.N by Love

Dear Friend,

By now I’m hoplessly in love with you

But it’s not what you think

In fact, you don’t get to think

You don’t get to be weak

FYI, you missed the honeymoon

Pardon me,

not my active imagination bypassing all phases

boycotting the talking phase

just to get to the mature stage,

the secure love, my heart is singing eternal praise

Pardon me,

Not me making all life decisions in your name

It’s just this is a dream come true, such one, that need not come true

I long for you

but still I’m better off on the run from you

For I can barely handle this dream as it is,

what would be

if I had it in real

I’ll tell you what

I’d choke on words,

I’d swallow my thoughts,

I’d slip and fall just to see if I land right in your arms

I’d bruce my skin cause I can’t feel a pin

I can’t feel anything that is not you, its sereal

I’d bring you breakfast in bed

But whats beckon if you can have me instead

I’d kiss and bite, I’d pick a fight, I know its not right

No this is a conundrum

Let’s leave love in the dungeons

I mean I’d marry you in my head

and even there,

there’s not enough room for you my dear

So I’d rather be friends

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Paradoxical love

Posted on 4. March 20214. March 2021 by loveeiriny

Paradoxical love

if radioactive was human, I’d be the blueprint

feverishly longing for you

Due diligently praying for you

Maybe my parade is all in your name

Maybe you can stop for me, just to say hey?

Our ancestors are plotting something that I am incapable of lurking

But I don’t see the win on my side of the roof

I’m a fool for love, and time has proof

Yesterday morning I woke up, had you up in my brain

The facilities in my body guiding my heart where are they, like the membranes?

It’s been a while I’ve been wondering how your lips .. how both my lips on yours fit

How my hips fit, is there a spot for these chicks? right between your palms or in your face.

it’s been a while I’ve been wondering if we will ever meet again.

I wished upon the stars to find a soul like you, to find someone like me.

And now there may be a “we”

Now I wish upon the stars to hold you in my arms

But even when love is

I need to make sure there is no toxic in paradoxic.

Although love feels like the latter, and more so than the former

They say once bitten twice shy, it’s made me greater

I search my character for the poop every once in a while cause it’s true

paradoxical love, I spy you with my little eye

If I hold you too tight I fear I’ll break you,

if I give it away, you needn’t grasp it, no force ought to cap it

If I keep you in me I’ll explode, if I put it out there I’ll lose hope

All sensuality would be gone, hence all of you in my thoughts

If there’s an in-between remedy I seek to hear it from you

Any prescription, potion I’ll drink from you

Cause the way I’m feeling.

I lost Corin I can’t lose you too

400$ Slavery

Posted on 31. January 2021 by loveeiriny

We need to heal

Call it Yeezn, but we need more steam

Relinquish old proclivity, replace with virtousity

This money chasing is an evasive cure, there’ ll drain us to the core

Working 9 to 5 and forgetting why,

I mean do you still know why?

When the individualist runs out of luck he runs back to its roots.

Break the cycle of luck and unleash the chains.

Unslave your mind and return to the kingdom of clear-cut justice

Only there will be no roots for the ruthless

4am at memory lane

Posted on 20. January 202122. January 2021 by loveeiriny

This oozing breeze that I bred, I can’t quite lay myself to rest

heated, is the name of the convo between me myself and I

making me walk this lane, so late at night

I`m growning how inconsiderate?

cause my bed is made and I’m ready to lay in it

And my oh my, I could tell my mind was ready to move to the next mistake

yet here I am, oh hi Ted

you knew too well, nothing good ever happens after 2am

I wish memory lane was merely a pathway, the street to a shed or the highway

lane is a dungeon at the back of my head and ain’t no chance to hide away

Although I wonder

Be it my fondness for penpals or to what do I owe this itch to write you my heart ponder?

With no further delay, forgive my inner melee

I feel it is to you I seek to turn to today

And as though the imaginary pen tween my fist has put a spell on replay

“wingardium leviosa” classic potterian token .. *cough*

I would for once like to be brutaly plain-spoken

unaware of my powers I dived into a pool of naivity

It slowly revealed to me with a wink of an eye that I might need to pay in perpetuity

For if that’s settling, that was by no means close to my intentionality

Maybe Lover, all I disclaim is that you’ve enriched a great portion of my innermost integrity

Beyond knowance You’ve reinforced the self that I once lost in all haste to catapult a romance

you’ve opened my inner chakra, so on behalf of me myself and my inner trauma’s

These rambles are your’s to scramble through …

4am me loves you psssch!

If i hinder the light that deams through me I will explode
shattering into thousand pieces before your eyes
A market scene, a tragedy
And whilst you scrape me off your porch
You’d find writings,
The untold secrets never revealed
Like how I breath under water
Like how I swallowed my thoughts over years
Like why my soul never matched another
a puzzle I’d leave behind
But the light that shone through painful darkness
The one that fought the tears rolling down my cheekbones
It will stay within me for eternity
I finally found a force that keeps it fostered
Until Holly matrimony
That force is SELF LOVE