The Make of Our Love

Monday, September 26, 2011 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments

You whisper in my ear.
Sweet things that make me weak.
The warmth of your breath.
Sending chills down my spine.
Slowly kissing my lips.
Down to my neck.
My body becomes paralyzed.
As if I just wrecked.
Then you look into my eyes.
With your mysterious provocative gaze.
Letting the blood boil throughout your soul.
Sending electrifying emotions.
Stimulating pure intoxicating.
My body so sensitive.
To the sweetness of your caress.
It just feels so right.
The flames or passion, desire, and love.
Taking control of us.
I feel a sensation so exciting.
Shivers down my spine.
As we make love.
I close my eyes and listen to the sounds.
I feel as though I am floating up in the clouds.
I feel you pulsing deep inside of me.
Moaning from pure delight.
Every thrust and motion.
I come close to extreme.
My heart beats fast.
My whole body is trembling now.
I open my eyes.
To you holding me, saying
You'll always be mine.

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Not A Fairytale of Love

Monday, September 26, 2011 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments

One kiss changed our life
Now we have the rest of our lives
No more tainted broken-hearts
We will never be apart.

You are mine and mine alone.
Always running through my mind
Love through and deep in our bones.
We still have so much time.

It is like I have it memorize
You are always be by my side.
That is my only prize.
Under deep chocolate skies.

Loving you and always do
You too, you surely do.
Your love I adore.
Once in all.
This is not a fairy tale.


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Right

Tuesday, September 20, 2011 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments


I don’t know what makes me happy anymore.
I try to do the things I love and adore.
I am searching and searching.
What can I do more?

Nothing I do is right.
I am holding on ever so tight.
All the crap I am put through.
I just want something brand new.

My eyes hurts from always crying.
Teary, weeping eyes
Surrounded by the laughter and endless lies.
I want to yell, scream, and cuss but what good would that do.
At the end I’ll always lose.

I want to run far, far away to another planet.
But my life is tied like an endless bracelet.
Set me free, set me free.
Cut me off like a dripping faucet.

Now dry, red eyes.
Trying to make it all right.
But I am in an environment surrounded by bold face lies.
Nothing I say or do is even right in their eyes.

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Boredom

Tuesday, September 20, 2011 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments

Sitting here.
Bored out of my mind.
Trying to listen
I could hardly wait to get the hell out of here.
Anywhere else.
Perhaps though, bordem is happiness.

Sitting here today
Really having nothing to say.
Something interesting.
What should I do?

Mind wanders.
Head down tired eyes.
Learning nothing new.
In a room where no one knows.

It s cool in this room.
I wish this class ends soon.
So gloomy outside.
I just want to relax in my room.

Sitting here
Right here, right now.
Oh wait. Class is over.

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You Say, I Say, Ask For Too Much

Sunday, September 18, 2011 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments

You say I ask for too much
Yet, I buy you things that you need.
Money does not mean much to me
But you continue to say I ask for too much.
You have practice everyday
Damn it, so do I
Yet, I ask for a simple text afterwards.
You tell me to calm down
But I am bending over backwards.
Excuse after excuse
Rolling around in my head loosely.
However, you continue to say I ask for too much.

You say you are on your way to my room
After you take a shower.
I call back hours later
You still haven’t let your room.
It is like you are putting on make-up and perfume.
I don’t do too much of that.
Well, not too much anyway.

Why, why you continue to say I am asking for too much?
Don’t rush.
Don’t rush?
What the hell is wrong with you?
You complain and complain
Though I do as well.

But you complain about what I do
…and how I do it?
…what I where?
…and how I should look.
You are sounding like all the other guys who claimed the same thing.
Over, and over, and over again!
So, you tell me I am asking for too much?

I am a girl who wants a man to settle down with.
Not a party animal!
Just because were college students
Doesn’t mean that does not exist.
Or does it?

You are dating a girl who wear lace up gloves
With a conservative business suit like in the movies
Or try to.
Who pretty much puts you high above.
Yet, you will rush over here in a split second
To have sex, in which you call it.
Countless of times, whatever it costs.
Get mad when I won’t.

Claiming I don’t fulfill you sexual desires too.
Come on babe.
There is just certain things I won’t do.
Get used to it.
Or can you?

Love calls enough
Your good qualities are higher than those
I know what is right
Even if I cry and yell at stuff.
I am a girl who can’t hold in those emotions anymore.
I will stop everything you think I am doing wrong
If you show some act of care
Not just a normal glare.

I love you anyways
For the flaws and all’s.
Maybe you can grow out of all this
Maybe you will stop saying I ask for too much.
And realized how much I do for you.
I will never leave you
Because you never cheated on me.
And you love me when you are not being self-centered sometimes.

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This Is Anime

Sunday, September 18, 2011 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments


Beautiful music, vibrant colors.

Imaginative, yet realistic to a sense.

A serious work of art, believe it or not.

Serious, but can turn chibi in a blink of an eye

It expresses life, amazingly by the naked eye.

It expresses death.

Voyaging through realistic situations, and wonderful fantasy

The telling of love and sexuality that pushes the boundaries

Adorning tragedy and showering happiness

Wacky, bright and endless imagination
This is art.

No, this is Anime.

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Luna Manifestation

Sunday, September 18, 2011 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments

This gloomy world of outs and ins

With words being an inter-medium of ideas

With each fluid motion

A damning movement so still

A single complex syllable

A phrase enforced by expression.

Put for purpose, probably disproportionately performing.

Translucency

Maybe, a mellow burgundy you see.

Invert fields feel for fairness and freedom, quite careless indeed.

The growing pedestal of difference performs for sense of sight

Direct me to some sort of growing light.

Haunted by a rhythm,


An unconscious, fragment of a whisper.

Symbol of an imbalance at the height of illusion.

Dependence on thoughts created by deception

Irrational, yet an ability to breathe

Circle spinning round and round

Eventually we all come crashing down.

What then? Who the hell knows.

A personification of a manifestation

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Bordem

Thursday, September 15, 2011 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments


I can’t do things without warning

I cant party until 2 in the morning.

I don’t party anyways.

So you tell me, I don’t know you.

I won’t speak

I can’t.

My mouth is glued shut

Whirling and whirling

I feel the emotion deep down in my gut.

Hearsay, near say

Forget what I say.

I can practice hard, work hard

They all want to know

How do I do it everyday.

Well, see, it is like this….

Bittersweet, it is so sweet. It is calling me.

Mind bottling. A game we play to loose.

Nothing better to do.

I can wake up as early as 4 in the morning.

Staying up until I start yawning

But what does that typically means anyway.

My bottle completely shuts downs

Down to it bare minerals.

Life full of randoms, tandems

Man, unbelievable boredom.

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Insanity

Wednesday, September 14, 2011 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments


My insanity.
Perfect normality
Others see the surface.
While I fall through the cracks.
My heart takes C4 batteries and AAA’s.
I mean what I say.
Or misleading by display.
So maybe I am different.
Surely not the same as you.
It’s different.
The world have no eyes.
Something as my insides cries.
I see the clock, tick and tock.
And I see the time it tells
So I ask questions with no need of entangling replies.
The light burns the filmed-covered eyes.
Am I saying what I feel?
Or speaking into existence cards you cannot begin to deal.
Something that can rob me of all this pain inside.
And replace my insanity with reality.

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Finding My Voice

Tuesday, September 13, 2011 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments

I have been looking for a voice.
My voice shuttering.
While others merging to shouts uttering, muttering confusion.
The same single minded obsession
Leaving world noise crashing into me.
It shuts me down.
They all pretend, but…
(So many obstacles getting in the way.)

I have been looking for a voice to get attention.
Being taught to make noise to feel alive.
A battery charged at 99%
Tears of what’s pretending to be.
I don’t want noise.
I want to float.
Words like the wind.
To move, just to move, on the move.
I am not seen.
So I change the rules.
To shift the world.
With possible gentle words
To find my voice.
To scream it the hell out.
Yell, damn it!
Just to hear what I have to say.

Dark
Crashing, trashing, overanalyzing
Without it.
Well…
It that even true?
Speaking now quietly.
Gently, becoming possible to hear.

Hear me damn it!
Just hear me.
Trying to find my voice.
Will that ever happen?

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Just Listen!

Monday, September 12, 2011 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments


Stop talking, just listen.
21 years of always being dissed.
You lecture me
The continuous lectures
Why?
You say I don’t care.
Yet, you tell me the same thing everyday
You love me. You are proud of me
How?
You can’t even tell me what means most to me
That is, if I asked.
You argue with me
The arguments back and forth
Up and around
Trying to wrap my head around
The way you think sometimes.
All you care about is what your vision of me should be.
Strict? I thought that.
Mean? Well you tell me
Time and time again I explain
What is there more to understand.
You say grow up
Though you never let me speak my mind.
There is so many things I aim to say
Though you always shut me down
Time and time again
Through my torn and shattered eyes.
With these blood flown tears ties.
I swallow my frustration and hope that this subsides
Yet, you are all I have.
So just shut up now.
Just listen to me for once in your life
Listen to what I have to say
Stop. Just stop
I go inside out to trying to understand
Back and forth through this father, daughter whirlwind
Round and round with no point of direction
You always think you are better
Maybe you should just stop acting like you are always right
You aren’t right and is wrong most of time
Especially about me
You don’t even know me anymore.
Or possibly you never knew me at all.
Though you are still my dad
But how come I love you anyway?

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