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YOW GUYS! YOU NEED SOME PROMPTS?!

dearestdaryl:

write a poem/prose (or a combination of both) about these:

  • gunpowder
  •  you living in another time 
  • parallel universes and the infinite chances of (anything)
  • your ideal funeral
  • "c’est la mort" 
  • an accident (please! not a car accident!) written in multiple points of view
  • "why so serious?"
  • the irony when people in movies say “i thought this happens only in movies”
  • the filipino film industry is not dead
  • your first poem
  • a eulogy for yourself
  • "i’m in love with judas" 
  • your favorite vegetable (metaphorically)
  • "cosmic love"
  • big bang theory
  • a brown paper bag you found in the corner of the room
  • waking up in an empty room with chains on your left foot and a dead body hanging on the ceiling
  • "in the beginning…"
  • you living in a post-apocalyptic wasteland
  • you’re an atheist and God talked to you the other night
  • death > life
  • broken mirrors
  • demons inside your closet
  • "love leaves when love must"
  • broken windows and empty halls
  • three stages of possession
  • "long ago, in the year 2014…"
  • the missing puzzle piece
  • boredom
  • a cannibalistic love affair
  • "dissect my heart, if you must"
  • "i am always the sacrificial lamb"
19/4/14
Anonymous: 3, 9,12, 17,18,22,31,37 :P,42,63,77,78,85,87,90 

WOOOOOOOOOOW 

3. What is your birthday?
5th of january 

9. How tall are you?

tall enough to kiss your forehead jk i really don’t know

12. What was your last dream about?

a man trying to sneak into my bedroom while holding a knife kjsbkjabdgkajsb and it was like i’m in his point of view and i have an evil intention on myself loooool

17. Who would be your ideal partner?

eheheheheheh :”“”>

18. Do you want children?

yeah, but not now lol

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?

never.

31. What position do you usually sleep in?

missionary. looooool sideways.

37. Favorite swear word?

FUUUUUUUCK! (all-caps with multiple A’s)

42. Are you a good judge of character?
yeah. i think so.

63. Biggest Fear?

sudden and unexpected events 

77. Have you ever drank underage?

yeah. thrice if i’m not mistaken bsjakdvbask

78. Have you ever done drugs?

no waaaaay!

85. What color is your eyes?

black?! idk lol

87. Do you keep a journal?

aaaah nah. just a private blog

90. What makes you angry?

stupid people pretending to be wise 

lol thank you anon :)))))

YOW GUYS! YOU NEED SOME PROMPTS?!

write a poem/prose (or a combination of both) about these:

16-04-14

remember ‘bout the interview i told you a couple of days ago?

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There are galaxies
colliding beneath our skins
for with every heartache
and every laughter
we birth a star

Tonight,
we’ll lay on each other’s
chest
skin to skin
and no layer
of anything at all,

The pale moonlight
will witness
how each heartbeat
will be a supernova
and with these
skins that we wear
every touch will feel
like lightning

Come closer, dear
and whisper to my ears
the words
you’ve long kept
that are
as soft as thunder
and as a reply
I’ll kiss your scars

Together
we shall birth
an entire universe

Kiss me harder
stay closer
and at the end
of this night
the chaos within us
will soon rest
in silence


We Have Skin For A Reason | (j.d.a)
    

My bones are calling
your name
in cold summer nights
like this

In disturbance, I hear
tranquillity
through your saccharine
melodies

My dear Winter, you left me like a wrecked house with broken windows and creaking floors. Every time someone tries to know the story behind these fist-shaped holes in my living room walls, my fragility pushes them back. I shut the door. And in the darkness, I chose to stay.

Loving you was
frozen fractals
of the icy winds
of December

The springtime breeze
may melt it down
But my heart
will always remember

This blue you gave me is not from the tint of the sky but from the depths of the ocean. Dark in every dot; it often feels like drowning. Dear Winter, this coldness you left me with will never be as cold as your warmth. I know, we were different individuals yesterday and that tomorrow we might never be the same again, but let me tell you this: if meeting you is the biggest mistake of my life, then I’d gladly commit that mistake over and over again.

Dear Winter,
your icy storms
will always live in
my heart

Adieu, to you say
yet living this life
is hard when
we are apart


A Farewell to Winter (A Eulogy) |(j.d.a) 
(as requested by wintermelodia)
    

-The Neo-states of America are now crumbling down. Ex-Defence Minister Yuhaajn Mufansa said in an exclusive interview that the rebel forces have gone way beyond expected. He insists that the government should try to listen to its people. “It’s getting worse” he added.

-Everything has changed since the Great Earthquake. Electromagnetic cars are now banned in 67 states because of a recent study that shows its negative effect on earth’s core.

-Nuclear power literally means everything nowadays. From inter-planetary transportation to cooking fried chicken, Nuclear Power has altered how earthly constituents face everyday life.

-Economy, on the other hand, booms since clones are used in productions of common goods. Though some human rights advocates oppose this system, the government strongly believes that it is against no law and is completely humane.

-With the invention of ultra-LED, a device used to convert brain waves to light rays, the course of intergalactic fashion has been forever re-tracked. Constituents of earth now wear these fancy Ultra-LED strap-ons on their head that acts mostly like a crown. The more flickering light bulbs, the more colors it has, then the higher level you are in the society.

-Every first Sunday of the month, as a partial fulfillment with Universal Act 3647, people are required to come to the nearest Malcolm Square at their place. During the three-hour long ceremony copies of books by infamous writers of the 20th century are being burned publicly. Xydria Chang, one of the proponents of the said ceremony commented that “John Green is the Beelzebub of our youth! This book burning ceremony is our way to show the rest of the universe that we are not under his diabolic way of writing.”

-On its 1025th founding anniversary, Human Health Organization announced that they have found the cure for Selfie. Zxzia Iv, the head of the Research Department proudly said “On behalf of our team, I am proud to say that after decades of research, we have finally come up with the cure for Narcissistic Social Disorder (NSD) or also known as Selfie. Patients with NSD will receive three shots of the said medicine and will be observed for two weeks or more until they show no sign of the said disorder.


3041 | (j.d.a)
    

I used to wear
my Technicolor dreamcoat
in lonely nights like this

Back when I was young
I dreamed of vibrant
dreams full of reds and greens

I see fields far and wide
waving under the grace
of the pale moonlight

There I see you standing
in the middle of the space
singing the music of the night

But then again, tonight
the moon shines blood
and every vivacious thing is dark

And in a flash, my nightmare came true
I am the weird man who got mad
who’ll leave my ego with a mark


I Used To Dream A Dream | (j.d.a)
    

there comes a point
in our lives
when we become ghosts

we walk down the streets
with hollow ribcages
and blank faces
and we tell people
“yes. I’m fine”
then we flash a smile
and an unfathomable
sensation crawls from
under our spine

when a mirror comes
right in front of us
we see a rotting skin
covering a void
a pair of deceitful eyes
a crooked smile
that all sums up
to a helpless child

the child reaches for our
hands and yet we close our fists
and smash the mirror
and we tell ourselves
“no. I’m fine.”


—  - (j.d.a)
    

bro, you have smoked
cigarettes since i don’t know when
and yet my conscience tells me
that today marks the time that
the number of sticks you’ve smoked is
way more than the days you have
spent here on earth.

don’t go telling me
“i’ll just go out. i need to smoke some sticks.”
bro, according to maslow’s hierarchy of needs
there are only five things
a person needs in this world
and a pack of cigars isn’t one of them.

if you respect the non-smoking population
around you, you don’t simply go out
and politely excuse yourself for a minute.
don’t let your ego dictate you what to do.
you control your hands
and your lungs
neither the nicotine between your teeth nor the
concerned government is responsible
for your dying cells

no. i am not judging you
who am I anyway?
i know for a fact that you do this thing
for a thousand reasons and I don’t
need to hear any of them

i’m not asking you
to tell me a story about your
first stick and how this smoking thing
all started what i want to hear is
the story about your last stick
and i hope i’m one of the reasons.


smoking doesn’t make you cool, bro. | (j.d.a)
    

Throughout
the span of time
we have spent here on earth,
we unconsciously
learn how to run
from the things
we cannot accept

We turn our backs
from the truths that we fear
and instead of stretching our arms,
we close our palms
and distant ourselves
from the people
lending their hands

Pride: something that grows
as our innocence dies

It is as inevitable
as the fact that everything,
even the universe,
will someday perish

Pride takes roots
from the darkest soil,
and with our experiences
it nurtures itself
like a wicked flower


—  - (j.d.a)
    

-Similar to a voice
from a distant land,
truth must echo
and travel like dust
driven by the wind

-If one must die
for the truth to rise from the ocean
of deceitful words
One must die with
honour in his heart

-The whole universe
is a collection
of lies yet as a whole
is a truth that can
never be fully
understood

-Truth is a force
that can reshape space
and time
that has been there
even before the first sunrise
and will stay there
even after the last sunset;
the truth will never perish
for it is a constant quantity

-Truth is out there
reaching for humanity’s arms.
The truth is the truth
even if our ears
refuse to listen to it.
If it’s something that didn’t
touch a part of you
then it is a lie.

-A lie is not truth’s antonym;
it is a version of it.
This is the truth
about the truth.


Truth is Singular | (j.d.a)

    

Hold my hand tonight
if tomorrow the dawn would
never break the dark

Stay with me and let’s
burn ourselves with our flames for
us to be reborn

From the ashes of
yesterday, we would rise and
we’d kiss till skyfall

If we’d die tonight
we’d die together with your
lips pressed against mine


At Skyfall, We’d Kiss (Haikus) | (j.d.a)

   Yesterday, a recurring memory of you sitting by the bench triggered me to leave the park. I know it’s been six months and my calloused fingers are tired of counting all the days that are yet to come. The empty sky didn’t help. It didn’t help at all.

   The bothering cerulean emptiness made me want to fill it up with something. And that something has always led to you; to a memory of you pushing your hair out of your face, you reading a book on a mundane Tuesday afternoon, you walking your dog in a park on a Monday morning, you closing the door, you leaving. You. You. And it always has been you that I think of. 

   I slept in a hope that a time of rest would ease the aching. And in the depth of my sleep I found you floating with the stars, soaring higher and higher with each passing second and yet it seemed to me that the distance between us slowly contracted to a void. I stretched out my arm and there you were: an inch away from my fingertips.

   We were about to touch. A collision of two earthly bodies was about to happen that in my opinion was a significant event. But just like how the sea erases childhood dreams written on the sand, you slowly faded. And the stars as well. And then there was darkness. Then there was just me. Alone.

   I opened my eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling. Then just like that, hours went by like seconds. I don’t know what I‘m doing with my life right now. It seems to me that I was once directed to a different fate yesterday and today I am heading towards the unknown.

A Random Stranger (at Sea Breeze Resort and Hotel)