If you have not had the pleasure of seeing this masterpiece of awesomely clever humor brought to you by an amazingly talented and hilarious cast, then you need to do something about it. now. Joss Whedon is a genius and writes like no other. You also really need to get your hands on Firefly...I promise you will instantly fall in love and watch the entire series in one sitting.

Horizon of Hope

my heart is no longer yearning for this to end,
the ledge that was once a "solution"
has become an horizon of possibility.
sunshine has slowly crept
its way into my soul.
the rain that once drowned my ambitions
now causes me to dance
free of all inhibition.
a cascade of heavens tears
create a landscape of tranquil beauty.
your tormented tornadoes cannot penetrate
my endless sunrise.
i am no longer searching
no longer grasping
no longer lost.
i have found myself
in the sunshine.

white horizon

she is losing herself
lost inside an abyss of confusion
trying to grow up
yet stay the child that’s trapped in her heart
her soul is blind
stumbling around reality
lost between who she was and who she will be
her mind slowly shuts down
blocking everyone out
a fake smile smeared upon her lifeless face
an ocean behind her eyes
damned by her stubborn pride
her heart slowly beats less and less
strangled by the claws of emptiness
its vibrant red slowly turning to a cold hard black
salvation seems so far away
yet teases her endlessly
the numbing of truth is all she feels
the ledge seems to be the only one who understands
it offers solutions
but they are more complicated then they seem
the white light is there across the horizon
promising freedom at the cost of everything
her eyes are tired; they slowly close
her heart is heavy; it sinks below
her body is still; waiting for it all to end
she hasn't given up
she just doesn’t know where to go
the ledge is comforting
but she is strong enough to know better
she is waiting
waiting for it all to pass
when the tsunami of emotion finally ends its tyranny
she will pick up the pieces
and start a new
her soul will find its way back
and her heart will break through the black corrosion that consumed it
her eyes will be thirsty for the light of day
and she will walk once again
she will walk towards that salvation
and grab it by the throat
as if to make sure it never hides from her again
her stone cold face will soften yet never forget
but her tough skin will always remain
to remind her of the day
she almost gave in.

waiting for the past

numb.

swarming waves of complications.
ruthless recollections of the past.
a desolate thump of the heart.
mind melding images twist and twirl.
the present stands still.
damned tear glands.
a wall of pride.
a ghost trembles in the shadows.
a smile stitched with pain.
absent eyes
searching for false truth.
outstretched fingers reaching and reaching
fumbling in endless darkness.

someday.

someday.

blurs of reality whip past,
too fast to grasp and cling
the warm wind responds
barren promises of future.
the soul withers
the ghost still remains
thump
thump thump
a mere strand of hope.
someday
someday
but for now
numb.

Harmonious Endeavors

The feeling that bleeds through the notes is my ecstasy
They pour into my ears and take hold of my soul
I am lost in the abundance of sound with no control
As my mind finds infinite freedom from reality.

It is another language that is not spoken
And only truly heard by those who really heed
With their heart and not their ears to mislead
The true meaning in the beats that are not broken.

I breathe to the endless beat
My imagination soars
And my senses awaken

As reality retreats
Lost in the underscores
Never will it be forsaken.

Come Away With Me

the chains of reality seemed to be so tightly secured on her that every ounce of imagination she had souring through her head became more and more enticing by the second. she drempt of nothing more then to be effortlessly floating through the air with the music of her heart blaring for the world to embrace. she drempt of freedom like no other. not the kind of freedom that you and i see through our eyes but the kind of freedom that we see through our minds. the kind that emulates the sensation of truly being happy. truly being lost in innocence and pleasure. the kind of freedom that makes you want to throw your hands in the air and giggle like you've never giggled before. when sun and moon are dancing in the sky and the stars are forever shining. the wind is perfectly caressing the earth, making it seem as if every tree and blade of grass is alive and dancing with you. this place with this freedom and this overbearing joy is the only place in the entire world where everyone gets along and loves each other because the secret of this place, the very thing that makes it so perfect, is that no one sees the outer you that you have worked so hard to create...they only see your unaltered true inner child. the innocence and essence of unconditional love is worn on everyone's sleeve. this place of such adventures where you are free to truly be yourself exists in everyone and everywhere. its up to you to find it. capture it. and never let it go. peter pan may never come to you window...but there are other ways of getting to neverland.

Tranquil Rage

The ecstasy of adrenaline pumping through each and every vein
As an immortal power of pride
Causes a raging transformation from Banner to Hulk.
Time seemingly stands still.
You are lost in an abundantly numb rage
As you dodge, dart, and dive towards the try line.
Pulsing surges of divine fury make you unstoppable.
Your eyes see nothing but the tormented white line ahead.
Your ears hear nothing but your erratic heart beat.
You feel nothing but that ball clutched in your hand,
So tightly your fingers could bleed.
But you go on.
you.
go.
on.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.

ambivalent notions

the decisions are lingering now;
the future is beckoning
the past is glaring with childish eyes,
a grin wide across its face tempting me to stay
but warning me to go with innocent snickers of naive freedom.
the present is just a wasteland of crumpled papers;
endless attempts at blindly stumbling upon the future.
my mind is numbly pirouetting around ineffable notions;
realities beyond my shapelessly inspired reach.
chagrin painted on my face for years of effortless mediocrity.
ambivalently besotted with becoming a someone
but subconsciously evading every opportunity to put one foot
in front of the other.
failure is endlessly encroaching my every aspiration.
a bittersweet giggle replays in my mind
forcing me into a stupor of mind thwarting confusion.
soft strums of the piano forcefully flow into my ears
undulatly vibrating my thoughts into words
words that will someday unbind me from my inhibitions
words that will someday set me free.

Rain, Rain, Go Away

you know your not supposed to stare
but you just cant help this love affair,
the tingling sensation of it on your skin
the warm essence you feel within
the stains across our body and face
leave lingering reminders of the sultry embrace.

step into my office

she has words jumbled in her head
like a musical arrangement that spilled off the page.
her keyboard is an instrument waiting to be played,
so her delicate fingers strum across each letter.
as words fall from her mind and pour through her veins
thoughts stay smeared in her mind like a stain.
slowly she composes her masterpiece into a poem.
as the words carelessly dance in her head
she closes her eyes and conducts them into something that can be said.
each notion beats through her heart and makes her body sing with movement.
she is the Bach of poetry
she is the translator of the senses
and she is just a girl with words jumbled in her head.

BE.

Take a deep breath
Hold it in
Focus on the aroma of freedom
You feel within.
Close your eyes
Open your mind
Dance with the light behind your lids
See the world blind.
Let it go
Just let it all go
It’s just you and the universe.
All it takes is five seconds
To change your life forever.
Smell the grass
Sway with the breeze
Stare at the sky
And wonder why its blue.
Get off your ass
Go climb a tree
Don’t ask why
Just focus on everything but you.
You are insignificant
And the world is amazing.
Go be a part of it
Embrace it
Every bit of it.
Every fleeting second
Is more significant then any grand victory.
If you let it be a part of you
You will see the world with new eyes
Ones that are open
And in turn,
You will open your heart
To more things then you could possibly imagine.
You can never go back
And relive a single moment
So live it with every thing you have got.
Don’t let anything pass you by
And most importantly,
Don’t ever forget that you are a dot
A dot that has been given the opportunity of a lifetime.
The opportunity to live.
The opportunity to experience.
The opportunity to BE.
Don’t waste it.
Don’t waste any second of it.

and so it begins

At last, I finally decided to jump on the blog bandwagon. From this point on, I will be sharing my maundering thoughts with you lucky readers as they dance around my head and flow onto my keyboard. Enjoy!