Young Manhood
Patience is virtue
The God of man is woman
Honesty is strength
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Young Manhood
Patience is virtue
The God of man is woman
Honesty is strength
The Earthly Human and the Ties that Bind
winter reminds us that life is cold.
Life is short and painful,
it is also solitude.
Humanity is warmth,
Sympathy and benevolence.
You and I, beyond all other binds,
are bound to this.
Without this, we are nothing.
Disregard your duty,
And all is lost.
To BB
It’s not every now and then, It’s everyday And all of the time. A lasting impression Of a brief and satisfying risk. Woman of night Drag race First cigarette moonshine Fire Cocaine None as enjoyable, And definitely none as Dangerous As you.
The Darkness of the 21st Century
Abusing the person Loving the substance Is not turned around In your circumstance
Work hard to be happy But no time to enjoy it You’re not your own friend And everyone knows it
You give it all up Fall in love with yourself But when you look back around You’ve lost everyone else
You are much too reflective It all hurts so much You try to help them all out Without wearing out your touch
You change and improve You rewrite the script But by the time you are ready The stage is no longer lit.
"Don't touch me like that! You know how I like to be touched..."
Vortex and Eclipse
The moon burns alive While hell has frozen over Strange as usual
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Drinking with Ester
Start drinking at nine Until forever I toss you a beer Talk about the weather
I love to drink with you On these autumn nights Your eyes glow like a cat’s When I dim the lights
Your voice gets louder When you’re excited Your thoughts get slurred And your heart’s ignited
Tell me a secret And I’ll tell you mine We sit in silence It’ll all heal in time
You slap my face Your boyfriend calls You insult my poems Your cigarettes falls
Solitude & the Big Sleep
I sit at home and close the blinds I keep the memories at the forefront The miracles and the mistakes All the things I wish I had done Certain people come to mind Some linger vividly The ones you'd least expect And the ones you'd wish to forget I remember the beautiful landscapes I've touched And the sweetest, smallest memories The first time I was high That time I made love to a girl on her front lawn The nights were when I was most alive Surrounded by my most esteemed confidants We laughed as the snow fell We toasted to youth Slowly they dim the lights So dim that you can't see those friends anymore And the memories, they fade, too Slow enough to amplify the emotion How quickly the world forgets the philosopher and pioneer Forgive me for not lusting fame and immortality Now as I exit life's grand ball Bruised, hungover, but not beaten A glass of Tennessee's finest in hand I see her as I step out One final affair The last dance with the lights shut off Silent and cold She guides me outside.
Horse Years
The shifting of winds The rise of the fallen man The year of the horse
Blame it on the
I jumped the gate and enjoyed my swimming head It was too late in the night to not continue drinking It was a room full of impressers, imposters, and strangers you had an x-ray eye. I keep my mouth busy with a bottle Nothing is ever interesting enough to speak And the more I think about it The less impressive I become in my mind As I looked up at you Moving and laughing and existing It was as if my mind was a stack of papers And you kicked the door opened on a windy Chicago night Papers everywhere; nothing to be salvaged. I made you smile only one time I didn't expect it and I didn't know what to do Thoughts racing, I couldn't think about the present Better drink more. I thought about where you had been and where we could go First kisses, showers together, late nights and wine All the fights I'd let you win The way I'd let you pull me apart I persuaded myself that my attempts were to be futile What could I possibly say? I figured them alcohol induced thoughts Better drink more.
Falling into Winter
Now the birds don't sing Now the room is dark and cold Now I sit alone
Gloria
It will all crash down But I'm all in if you are We go down swinging
Offset
Unorthodox team An unexpected rainfall The correct answer
Why do I always get the urge to go out and drive really fast in the middle of the night? Could be the empty streets, so much more space; the engine's revving echoing off The surrounding buildings and barriers. My car is old and fast. It runs very rich so it always smells of gasoline and with the engine Sitting right behind me I can feel every rumble, revolution, weight-shift, and misfire. I always roll the window down a bit, even on cold days. I feel a bit closer to it all, not so secluded in the warm interior. Closer to the road and the machine. And the faster you go, the faster you want to go. Fast enough to outrun the fear of the reality of it all.
Champeen
Old school cool Downtown trekker The midway fool Wrecking ball wrecker Anything on rocks Surrounded by fire I caught the fox And time was retired The gentlest curse Willingly accepted Untouchable at worst My winnings collected The only fear The biggest foe You'll shed a tear The day I go