The Lost Prince

This is a blog about nothing. Expect nothing, I'm still figuring my own stuff out

[atintofnothing]

I am not an extrovert but, I do like the white noise people make around me. I dont mind silence but, if there is too much I drown in it.

[alphaharemking]

The sun always sets far too late

But I still wait for the end of the day

Because I might just be a constellation in someone's sky

I won't darken their nights

[nostalgicacademia]

Parisian Academia

Aesthetic

[rumidervish]

“Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.” ― Rumi

#dervesh #rumi #stopactingsmall #sufi #sufipoetry #oneness #lovewithin #shams #shamstabrezi

[mighty-meh]

A fragment of possibilities

[alphaharemking]

This an atypical name for a poem but I guess it'll do

My feet have a firm grasp of the ground

They cling to the ground like my Iife depends on it

But all I wanna do is fly

Blood can be found in my soles

They work hard for two lifetimes

They would have to, to keep me grounded

We got it all wrong about big feet

Ruins stand on strong foundations

God knows I keep kicking obstacles

But I'm told that's not how you win at hurdles

These feet were not made to walk

When I 6, i learnt how to fly... down

And as I flew to the fast approaching ground

The world seemed smaller

And my feet got a break

My soul was my own for me to take

But the world caught me and it's grasp is firm

It Holds a lover hostage with reveries unearned

It promises me wings if I just wait my turn

But I fear it will never let go even as it burns

[thecollectibles]

Winter colors by exellero

[alphaharemking]

URL in song titles

Alot of songs popped up that should be I this list but my URL doesn't account for that. A lot of Kennyhoopla mainly 😅

Always - Bon Jovi

Lovely Bloodflow - Baths

Pink Phantom - Gorillaz

How will I rest in peace if I'm buried by the highway - KennyHoopla

All goes worng - Chase and status

Hey Ya - Outkast

All Over - CRUISR

Ritual union -Little Dragon

Everlasting Guilty Crown - Egoist

Maps - the Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Kids - Mgmt

I'm like a lawyer with the way I'm always trying to get you off - Fall Out Boy

Naimono Nedari - Kana-Boon

Girls/girls/boys - Panic!

[alphaharemking]

Snowman

This is my snowman He is the best snowman ever I can climb him and we talk And he does not mind the weather He lives where he will Appears when he wants That's the privilege a snowman flaunts For He is my snowman And I know he's not forever So  I will enjoy this time together This is my snowman He's a pretty cool for a snowman I have no figured out how I will make him smile But I know I can I know he will shape up, Then he'll help me with my shape So one day I will be a snowman A collection of unique snowflakes He is what he is He is what I will be And being a snowman will make me happy This is a snowman He is mine At least that is what I thought That changed with time The smile on his face I could not place it The privileges he abused He could not face it I got tired of hugging ice Walking away with wet shirts His silence can no longer suffice And every word hurts I think I will be a scarecrow I might not be great company I will watch over things to be nurtured And you will know where to find me I will mold with time But I refuse to grow cold From hugging a snowman With no mittens to hold

[alphaharemking]

I get angry too?

Trembling legs like a seismic toss Your angry thoughts fly out And its immediately your loss You remember why you just smile and wave Why you’re silent, never release the pain Because as torturous as it is the is feeling is worse transferring your emotions letting other bare your curse Their well being comes first before your thirst And silently you admit you are the worst but the words wont form in your throat Your voice box is blocked off to what your feeling and so This silence continues when all you want is to form 2 words they would betray you. but you care more about if she’s hurt. I’m sorry

[alphaharemking]

Angst - hold the cringe

Your boy - a self titled 40 year old mayun with the body of a 35 year old, heart of child and none of the “swag” as the kids call. going on this walk through memory lane. Pretty proud of younger me, gonna take a swing at the poetry again and i guess just use this as an online diary.  Sweet sweet “anonymity” ie if this ever found, i accept the teasing wholeheartedly.

[awesomedigitalart]

In the cold embrace by AyyaSAP

[alphaharemking]

Therapy

I’m gonna state the obvious here and say writing is therapeutic. Sometimes when you have problems, it just helps to get everything out without having to explain it to anyone. It’s a been a while since i last kept a diary because i can not commit but i need this. This is me saying i am not alright and i don’t think everything will be alright and for now, that’s alright. 

[alphaharemking]

My little girl

My little mushroom cloud Product of destruction and nature You don't spread death like they wanted You just continue to grow At your core you belong to nature She nurse you to touch the sky And destuction buys the winds favor Your mass begins to fade Shall i save you? One day

[alphaharemking]

Mother melancholy

Suckling on the bittersweet teet of Mother melancholy. Oh how you rock me and nurse me to sickness. Sing me heavy metal lullabies and chill me with your touch that I crave. In you're soulless gaze I find my clarity. Your infectious hollowness turns my gears. Your words of comfort petrifying me so as to fill in my cracks. They don't know you like I do. Yes, you're essence was made to decay, but you can only rust steel. I'm glad you're there to dull my blade.

[silver-afternoons]

It has been six months  but I think she still sees him her heart still beats so fast it  shakes the walls of a house  built on goodbyes that were never said

Caught in a lie so deep she laid the foundations of a life spent running atop it She was dying but she thought she was made of diamonds

Girls on fire have newspaper skin and she was extraordinary if only for a moment

[alphaharemking]

Anomaly

Stubby fingers. You dip your quill In to poison laced Red ink. You lift the Tip to your lips, And savor the taste of the venom you spit. His gushing love is what you spill on your page, Collected from cuts made by a cold black screen. You’ll nurture any heart as long as it bleeds.