Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Feelings

Hoping
Wishing
Dying
Dreaming
Sleeping
Doubting
Screaming
Crying
Smiling
Tasting
Flying
Stealing
Kneeling
Praying
Laughing
Staring

I feel.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Thorns of Roses

I pricked my finger on a thorn once.
It was froma rosebush, that had
beautiful red roses.
As I watched the blood trickle,
I noticed the velvet petals and
leaned forward to smell one.
I suppose life isn't always
full of roses.
People admire the beautiful flowers,
but forget about the lurking thornls.
But sometimes it takes that
one sharp pain to help you
notice the beauty of everything
And appreciate the life you have.
Just like the thorns of a rose.
Kou-chan

Friday, August 18, 2006

After Today

The future...such a mysterious thing.
Dreaded but anticipated at the same time.

I envy the future.
Whether happiness or turmoil.

But after today,
I only want to think of now.

Memories aren't for us.
Live for today, not afterwards.

The past should be kept,
But not forgotten, lest you neglect yourself.

But what after today?
Perhaps it is better not to know...

I wait for after today.

Kou-chan

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Why? (Funny quotes I found)

Why does the sun lighten our hair, but darken our skin?
Why can't women put on mascara with their mouth closed?
Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?
Why don't you ever see the headline "Psychic Wins Lottery?"
Why is "abbreviated" such a long word?
Why is a boxing ring square?
Why is it called lipstick if you can still move your lips?
Why is it considered necessary to nail down the lid of a coffin?
Why is it that doctors call what they do "practice"?
Why is it that rain drops but snow falls?
Why is it that to stop Windows 95 or 98, you have to click on "Start?"
Why is it that when you're driving and looking for an address, you turn down the volume on the radio?
Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons?
Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?
Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour?
Why is the word dictionary in the dictionary?
Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?
You know that little indestructible black box that is used on planes? Why can't they make the whole plane out of the same substance?
Why do you need a driver's license to buy liquor when you can't drink and drive?
Kou-chan

Monday, May 29, 2006

Not about Love

What is love
Is it real?
Does it last?

Or is just another
word for lust.
Is it only an illusion?

Only temporary,
it never lasts.
Just to pass time.

If you are happy
it's only for
a little while.

The person you
'love' will eave
one day...

Then your
heart will be
broken.

I don't know
what love is,
I never will.

But maybe
one day
I'll be happy.
Kou-chan

Sunday, May 28, 2006

In Between

There was once a girl who lived in the past
And who had no future.

She wandered between the two times, and
Could not find happiness.

In another life, there was once a demon,
And he found death.

The only things that seemed to temporarily
Satisfy him left a hole.

They found each other by chance, or by fate,
Finding something new.

But there are never happy endings, and even
if it was not love, it was there.

Her broken soul was too shattered to be healed,
So she withered away.

His dark and unyielding past binded him to
Distancing away from the world.

Then one day they found out the only ones that
understood was themselves.

And in each other they filled whatever was left
of their dying life.

Unfortunately good things never seem to last,
And she was thrown away.

He was captured and bounded into a separate world
To stay awake for centuries.

Eventually she found him, tied to an ancient promise,
A hearbeat was heard.

Years passed, and she aged, and he remained the same
As they grew in each other.

One day he smelled something on her that reeked
Of a short lived fantasy.

She died, and he lived for years after, wandering without
A purpose, a dream or reason.

Then he met someone that seemed to be familiar, and before
He could return home...

He smelled it, a split second warning before his concious exploded,
And he was lost again in eternity.

They found each other all over again, and wanted and longed
For a life that would not be theirs.

Always in between.


Kou-chan
A/N: I know this probably doesn't make sense, and it probably won't. It's only for me.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Enough

I've heard this a million times, you know.
You don't need to tell me again.
My brain isn't that dense, I always listen.
Why do you have to treat me like such a child?

I was wondering about that quote you gave,
'In the world, but not of the world?'
Well what if I want to be both, is that a sin?
I can't help it if your lectures mean nothing.

But enought of that for now, can't you give it a rest?
Just let me find out on my own, make my own quotes.
Because in the end, they'll be the ones that mean the most.

Break.

Kou-chan