January 2012
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A new year does not always mean change.
You can think it’s going to erase all the bad memories. You can think that your slate will be wiped clean. But the truth is that it won’t. A new year is just another day to wake up to, no difference whatsoever. It won’t be like some sort of magic that’s going to rescue you. You’ve got to be the change that you want to see. People expect life to bring you back to where you were, but in all...
December 2011
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I’m drunk off of these illusions of love and romance. It’s taking a bit long for me to become sober. I’m so lost in these lights, wandered off in the flames ignited between superficial lovers that I can’t see straight anymore when it comes to reality. What’s more real: love or war? It seems that one cannot exist without the other, but who am I to make such a foolish...
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Silence me with your kiss. Calm me with your touch. Slay me with your departure and revive me with your return. I am at your disposal, don’t you see? I’m fragile and weak, but with you, it’s as if I’m invincible. But then, in that very same regard, you can make me feel so damn invisible.
I am at your disposal.
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I see now that you’re nothing but a superficial beauty. Nice to look at, but a monster in the flesh.
Stairway.
My feet are tired from traversing in the same goddamn direction, crossing paths with potential lovers only to find out that their lips were applied with poison. Damning me to hell with the constant heartbreaks, I seek a place far away to help me cope with this nonsense. Give me a stairway to an unknown place, just take me far away in hopes of being okay.
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Our City
This town of cigarette and ash, these streets of regurgitated dreams, longing for something real amidst chaos submerged by noises on the roads and noisily treading feet. Rescue me, my love. I’m stranded in these venomous skylines where temptation is king and addiction is a murderer. You are that single light when the rest of the city is asleep, the lullaby that persists even when the...
They say love’s not worth a buck, but I’d give my last dime to prove that this is more than just a fabled myth. That love is real and it exists. That we all deserve to feel that emotion, even just for a while.
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Stillness.
There is a stillness in the air. But it could never rival the stillness or the silence, tossing and turning in our beds, dreaming of possible exits but knowing that such a thing will never exist. Because we were lovers locked in a war that had to come to an end, with the death of either of us or the love we breathed life unto.
It was destroying us. It was destroying my sanity. Loving you meant...
Wow, both Black Swan & White Swan got featured! To the editors that chose to feature it, thank you. It’s such an honor.
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White Swan
Voyeuristic desire, I seek it to feed my internal fire. Her seraphim allure drew me in, but as I approached her saintly figure, I began to think of nothing but sin. I felt the frigidness of my descendant’s synthesized weapon, dreaming of ways to brutally maim that which I seek. Thinking of a gruesome end for the epitome of innocence, to spill the blood of a figure so pure was my one...
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My muse sings no more. Her influence on me has faded, so I stole a pistol from locked doors and put a bullet through her head.
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Black Swan
My mistress in black, her heart is what I lack. A hunter rising out of poverty, armed with bows and arrows, set a trap in the lake, attempting to ensnare her beauty. Her wings mezmerized my sight, stole my breath away as I stalked her from afar, never letting her leave my vision but she caught me from behind and her wings were sharp as steel. Impaled in the back, I bled crimson tears that...
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Vanquished.
I can’t hold your memories in forever. Eventually I’m going to have to let them go. Sometime in the future, you’ll be just another stranger, because I decided that you’ll no longer have a hold on me. Your name will just be a name, and not a trigger of past emotions. The songs we’ve listened to will go on unplayed. It’ll get to the point where I won’t even know your name anymore, because I refuse...
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Worship Me
You made love to the moon’s rays, caressed the night sky with your prayers. You swore to follow a path of innocence, that sin is nothing more than a three letter word. You sold your soul to a printed manual, listing celestial laws and fabled disasters, but your skin is made of sin, your lips reek of broken promises. Dare me to describe further? Because the hands you pray with slid...
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Waves
I found you in the depths of the vengeful ocean, drenched from his kisses and skin almost frozen because his embrace is equivalent to an hour stranded on icebergs, but my lips will give birth to fires that will incinerate his worth. I lost you in the second coming of the biblical flood that destroyed our past identities, hanging on to your hand seemed impossible but I would not consumate...
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That shit is getting old. That innocent card you overuse will soon disappear and you’ll find yourself facing reality, harsher than you ever remember it being. I don’t get what’s so hard about acceptance, about being fearless and removing that mask you seem so obligated to wear.
Fight as yourself and die as who you are, or come equipped with a mask and lose everything you ever...
In a sea of friends, I emerge as the solely broken one.
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Dying for a whisper, but living for a chance. Is there such a thing as hope in this one sided romance?
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If I tell you that I’d believe all of your lies, would you agree to tell me that you love me?
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Eden/Sins
Your eyes have adjusted to the sight of a broken poet, watching him bleed ink as he fades into dusk, analyzing his life written out in tainted poetry, sharing the stigmatas of unrelenting pain but let me take you away from your comfort zone because I’m sick of what he writes and I’m sick of early goodbyes. Let me take you back to the dawn of the first sunrise, where paradise...
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Friction.
I should be yearning. You got me all fucked up in the head, making me sway to the left instead of being on the verge of being right. You got me staying up past midnight, attempting to decipher your actions and the bullshit you’ve strung together, exporting silence and no traces of whispers. I should be yearning. I should be pursuing you as if we were caught in the wilderness, where...
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Hell Of A Life
It’s one hell of a life, smoking weed under streetlights and drinking until dusk transforms into dawn, going out for beer runs after the kegs are empty, taking one too many shots, getting fucked up and dirty. It must be one hell of a life, to pick and choose who you fuck with, as if love is a game and a night of lust is the prize and as I kiss the lips of a stranger, I feel the...