Pledging allegiances

They'll talk about you nonetheless, you can do what you want and you can do what they want.. they'll still talk. You stand in a vacuum. You hear the lyrics in Dylan's songs, you're charged.. You want to change the world, so you google preferences that adjust to your personality. You take up a flag and fight a two-hour cause and come home to watch a rerun of Dharma & Greg. Yes, I'm a nineties cliche.
You say you're a European soul and you feel the need to be on your own with a one-way ticket to some Parisian hide-out and fight the good fight, eat bacterial cheese, drink wine that's not red and jump off an open cliff into a sea bluer that the Spaniard's eyes, dance in a fountain for the amusement of people who do not know you and go into a sex-shop because you are now finally, of age. And let me assure you on most days I will join you. But not today.
I see a fire burning on my way home, a fire in the hearts of youth everywhere. But I tell you the fire will burn out, a man will die and your dreams will be crushed. Pope teaches of an 'eternal' hope. But you know what they really say about hope. It withers and dies before its time and you carry your dreams in a gunnysack that your gran' gave you when you were eight.
With oft fleeting optimism I say to you; fight for what you believe in and stay, like a loyal dog. Do not let your head wander, do not fancy a pair of jeans. Stay and argue, question and trust. Pledge your allegiance.
Give us hope. Give me hope. 

i tread

i tread life's path complacently
i tread through its unpleasant phases
i make my travels worth the while
i tread towards a hopeful happy place
i know what it takes to please me
i tread on through the awkwardness...
i dream of Chile.

Unanswered queries fog the mind
i tread life's path warily.
i can never seem to let loose
i drink champagne and regret it
i tread past concert halls
i say i want to live the day dream
i pull away instead
i dream of another me

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am back.. bt i can never be certain for how long..

Lay me down

Lay me down now
and put me to bed
in layered soil
outside your window
let me awake
and see you in spring
winter is too harsh to take
put me in the ground
and cover my eyes
sing to me
a lullaby


say to me words untrue
and put me to bed
let me awake
brand new
with eyes that not know what it see
in the summer sun
and winters dawn
pray I awake in spring
when all things live anew
and memories die

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Saying nothing new is sometimes perspective

or perhaps truth. Whose to say which is what?

xoxo, Privy lil me..

In

Simple words.

I’ve had enough

Ur less than accommodating

Ur not even listening anymore

You are deaf with the sounds of previous conversations

What have I not given you?

What have I not done?

When will you actually understand?

Actually see my tears are real

My fears are real

And my hurt is true

Please see me for me

See me as it comes

Plain and never indifferent

Let me trust you

Let me in.

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Some days the hurt is too much to bear 

and the load to heavy to be carried around

This is my dumping grounds...

xoxo, Privy Lil' Lotus

  

Eight

I knew it to be love
when i first laid eyes on you
I knew your smell
from a mile away
my body went aflutter
and my mind forbade
thoughts of any kind
It did not bring my lips
to say hello
So many years later,
know I am grateful
for the words you spoke
the touch I needed
and the love that set me free

Ambiguous love

She walks around ambivalently,
straying from journey's path.
She strews petals to find her way back
just in case
just in case

She is hoping to find him
while time is still on her side

The days turns dusky
the night brings new light
and the moon reflects brightly off the bald marble

Tired now,
she strays once more
petals combust by morning glare

And in the search
she is led to another..
another eye glistens
another ear listens

Memory weaves an elastic band
and promises outweigh the other.
Come another day.

Just come another day.
She proves to balance her way.

Mystique-less

I can't draw you in
I can't hold your gaze
It will not follow me around
in a crowded place
It won't steer from where
you were before.
And you know who you are

You know who,
you know who you moon over
you know her name
her every curve
her middle name

But I,
I know you
I know I come after
and I
I am willing
I come close
I lift my veil
when required
I am commanded
I'm on no two way street
I can hold your hand
But not your mind's eye

It's me, without lustre,
sans colour
and I stand in the night
on your canvas, deep within
behind the beacon
sending me into almost oblivion

But now and again
down life's corridor
I catch your eye
maybe the spunk in your side

But I'm not one
for glimmery false apparitions
You won't blindside me, love.

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I know what you're thinking, am getting too serious, right?
Bonne journée.
xoxo, Privy Lil' Lotus