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30 Days Of Haiku: Haiku #5 posted at 6:48 PM
pour me some hot tea
in a pretty floral cup
tea makes me happy
Labels: 30 Days Of Haiku, haiku, poetry 30 Days of Haiku: Haiku #4 posted at 6:45 PM
tick tock tick tock tick
it's so funny how life peaks
when it's the darkest
Labels: 30 Days Of Haiku, haiku, poetry Warped posted at 11:59 PM
Do we hold onto
photographic evidences
Or secret boxes with secret letters
or do we trust our memories enough
when we lived in the moment
to live forever
what happens when the photos and letters
go away
do these memories stay
what happens when things start to change
sometimes i wonder about the things i remember
Did it really happen - a memory
Or was it something illusionary
The crashing of shores
While i was sobering up
And a few good friends around me
Pink lights in the distance
A thought, I had remember
"Were our friendships going to stay
like this forever"
Fast forward three years later
It took me a song
to recover
this memory
that was so lost
I was unsure of its reality
I remembered joking
About how we'd not even
know each other when we see
each other on the streets
Scary
I'm taking precautions
To remember things better
Cause the memories
they're probably the only things that matter
Labels: poetry Catharsis posted at 8:30 PM
Kyle and Ridley
Friends forever
None of them knew
What would happen to each other
A turn of events
A plot twist
The touching of hands
A subconscious kiss
"I'm not Jane", Kyle insisted
"You're Kyle I know"
Ridley whispered, intoxicated
Kyle had brought
Some laughing gas
Cigarettes & alcohol
Became a real fucking mess
Before they knew
They both blacked out
To the sound of crashing waves
That were not loud
Enough
Doll Heart posted at 12:38 AM
Consumed by thoughts of potential decay
Skinny and pretty
Somehow, someday
Nothing but flowers
Put in my hair
Smell of rain
Constantly in the air
The perfect life's become an obsession
It grips me tight
It leaves a depression
Endless craving
For love and attention
Peroxide hurts, did I ever mention?
Reinvent myself a little
Each day
Some might say
The "real" me is slipping away
Sleeping away?
Probably.
And till I find the best of me
Immortalised
In flash photography
Labels: poetry 30 Day Blog Challenge: Day 17 (late) posted at 10:15 PM Day 17: What Do You Want To Be When You Get Older? I want to be famous
Though this dream is shallow
I want to be a star
Not a mere living shadow
I want to be famous
And also be wanted
I want to have fun
While my family's completely protected
I want to be famous
And hang with my friends
I want to be an icon
And not wear ugly pants
I want to be famous
I'm delusional, you see
I'm unsure about my talents
But I hope you'll like me
Maybe
I want to be famous
All eyes on me
When I'm dead they would say
"His soul, 'twas beautiful & free"
I want to be famous
I'd say it all day
I'd probably have haters
And I'll tell them to go away
I want to be famous
So one day I could say
That it was all once a dream
Someday, someday
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