Re: Returning to Reconstruct / A Poem by Rachel / H.C.

   > cheesetray wrote:
  > Returning to Reconstruct: A Reincarnation
  > On a Knight Like This (Dedicated to Puppy)
  >
  >
  > Sitting here biding my Time
  > There’s not much I can do
  > So I’ll make up some Rhymes
  >
  > Is there any way to know
  > Where they’re originally from?
  > This Wellspring of Words...
  > How do they manage to come?
  >
  > They just seem to POP OUT
  > After creeping into my mind
  > But I can’t stand this pursuit
  > It’s a waste of my Kind
  >
  > I really just want to be

  > With Bob, alone. Is he ever
  > Gonna call me, on the phone?
  >
  > I know I've used and abused
  > Repeating Rhymes before
  > Rearranging chameleon lines
  > Exposes the primitive score
  >
  > But at least these can not
  > Be called lines of drugs
  > I'd much rather wait
  > For a strong loving hug
  >
  > They damaged My Souls
  > I knew I’d been had
  > Being captured this way
  > Is so terribly sad
  >
  > But I had no other choice
  > No known visible safe way
  > I didn't want to go out to play
  >
  > My heart has been fractured
  > It turned blood-river red
  > But you already know this
  > It's already been said
  >
  > Senor, what are we waiting for?
  > Tell me, why won't you come?
  > It fills me with outrage and fury
  > And makes me feel so dumb
  >
  > Lord, I’m destined to crack
  > Locked inside these abodes
  > Carrying incalculable pain
  > Under unbearable loads
  >
  > Inhumanly born burdens
  > A crashing diseased weight
  > My life’s brutal pathways
  > A cruel crippling fate
  >
  > I know I can sense it,
  > In my Mind, in my Soul
  > Nothing gold can stay
  > We reached for the coal
  >
  > You know it’s been written
  > I’m bound to explode...
  > I’m still expecting to lose it
  > And hit virgin road
  >
  > I can't believe he's so Incredibly
  > Insane. It splits me apart,
  > Like a smashed window pane
  >
  > Splintered Shards of Cut
  > Broken Glass
..Shredding
  > The Threads of My Skins
.
  > What Bound Fringes
  > Of this Free World do I Mine
  > ...So recklessly to Win?
  >
  > What in G-d’s Great Name
  > Is this Leviathan Creature?
  > And why on Earth...
  > Do I Bother to “Care?”
  >
  > Why do I insist on
  > Loving him So Strongly...?
  > So Helpless that I
  > Would e’er to Dare
.?
  >
  > If He still doesn't know
  > He's G-d’s biggest moron
  > He gets himself down
  > When he’s got the bore on
  >
  > He's filled with anguish
  > Fear and self-doubt
  > Why does he sit...
  > And think and pout?
  >
  > Why not just do it
  > For once in your life?
  > Come back to me
  > And make me your Wife
  >
  > I can't understand this
  > After so many long years
  > I almost could kill him
  > Or cut off all his ears
  >
  > Why don't you want me?
  > Why won't you come?
  > I’m not happy at all
  > I’m not having fun
  >
  > This is empty and stupid
  > And thoroughly lame ‒
  > I never wanted this
  > I don't care about fame
  >
  > Just come be my baby
  > Come make me whole
  > You know it’s your duty
  > To repair my torn soul
  >
  > You said you would do it
  > This is so painfully unfair
  > Prove that you want me
  > Show me that you care
  >
  > You’ve been singing for me
  > Endlessly, year after year...
  > Saying you still love me
  > That for me you shed tears
  >
  > I’m reclining in bed now
  > But I was slouched at my desk
  > I told you everything with gusto
  > When I’d rather have had rest
  >
  > But I was driven and pushed
  > I was trapped in a field
  > Of maggots, and magnets
  > To you I must yield
  >
  > I’m begging for mercy
  > Please beam up my soul
  > Let me into Your dream
  > Make me your Goal
  >
  > I’m shattered like Road Runner
  > “Come back to Me,” I say
  > It will be Absolute and Perfect
  > In G-d’s For-ever Way
  >
  > A fresh Springtime’s blossom
  > A love once again made new
  > A crystal spark that's ignited
  > Like Sinai’s glistening dew
  > Falling down from the Heavens
  > To sustain the Chosen few
  >
  > I could go on and on Eternally
  > My longest-lost dear sweet friend
  > But as long as I’m alive
  > As we’ve been instructed to bend
  > Here are these words of “ILY”
  > Which I’ve just got to send
  >
  > These are my prayers to You
  > I know that you’re Hissing
  > You’re the only thing gone
  > You’re just what I’m missing
  >
  > (and I'd so very much rather
  > Your Chapped lips to be Kissing...
  > ...iykwimaityd
.*NOT* 😉 🀣 😇 )
  >
  >
  > The High Priestess, H.C. 🔯
  > Queen of France 💋
  > Shabbat/Purim
  > 3.23.2016
  >
  > - “let’s get drrrunk!!!” HIGH FIVE!!!!
  >
  > “Roll On,
.׀סח!” Quoting Delia, childhood friend from Oz
(rev. by ׹חל)
 i have one really big one with your name on
it, waiting to be popped, like a cherry
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