The Cynic Communtity

 Causality ~Miss A I've been trying your number, Tryna reach you one last time Are you here? Are you gone? Can you hear, my domain pulsing? The rain is pouring, it's humid down on me, I can't move a bit, stuck in a turmoil of memories, The breath is getting cold, so is my surrounding I lie down, remember word by word the things we did It's getting colder, but I like it, this vessel burning, I move my hand in the air, see patterns build. My craftsmen, craft me a piece of pottery, Make sure to put intimidating crests on it, We turn to dust after we die, mud is alive, Use me to shape as you like under your fingers. It's a sleepless night, I'm like jelly, I'm like squid, The thickness, the temperature everything at a perfect, The timing is such a symphony, you'll regret it if you miss, I want to know again how your pupil dilates, I wanna see your chest inflated, when over it takes. You're taking too much time to be here, that frustrates. I have my finger...

  What if it does? ~Miss A Believer of everything, trusts humans earn seven lives for them, Entrusts you with the same ripple, let it sink slowly, as it breaks And now that you got one, the iris starts searching for the one, The keeper of your all, the spark to tame, dig up a bond to create. Where will you find all the money, for something so expensive, A box of treasure, pulsing with blood and radiating heat. A piece so important as if to take a stone for precious gem, To keep it as a captive, but to make them stay willingly, Which runs away, but without terror so freely, a boss in den. A soul which respects you like yourself, a fire that never dies, Wonders are alone, the singularity to spare, silence with just us Crickets chip even in despair, the heat is okay, you can bear, Unlike heartstrokes, rest your heart flowers under the footsteps. But to hope, it won’t be tarnished, but be lifted, decorated in hair To have the fragrance to freshen up the neighborhood, ...

 SPIN ~Miss A. It slips to my mind again, all the fantasies that you made true, A soft fever creeps in, under the skin, the monsters smile to you. Oh lord, what have I done? You know it all, so please forgive the brew, Mixin’ with the breeze, hitting every nerve, spinning the current, so new. Feeling like the 90’s queen, even the heat feels sweet and seductive, Feels like I’m in the moonlight, getting hit by cold dew, so contemporary. The spell is alluring, I’m out of my mind, kickin’ in chills so destructive, Pile me up in your arms, spread out all the love you have for me, my merry. I hope not to be able to catch up, a slurry of blood, take away the floor beneath, I’d like to know again what void is, how the space is so light, yet so heavy. Give me a reason, for always cherishing the night sky, the moon, the affection underneath, Walk me to the stars, make me see the galaxy, spin so fast traces a round tail evi. Be the conductor of the choir of my stealth, introduc...

 Soft Pain ~Miss A It’s starting to create soft shivers, Little of the waves numbing all where it moves, You can never really leave your home, But moving sure does taste bitter. So bitter, it pales all the expressions, Replaces it with a softly forced smile, Letting go is never an option, Holding on is a fortune, even if it cuts. Every time I’ll fly back to you, even the thought, Brings immense joy and settlement.  I’ll keep holding your hand, Wish you won’t choose a different direction. All that I have in here, I keep that in my home, You have the key to enter right, You are always welcome. And I am always there on your front doorstep. I go through the drifting voyage in pain, It’s severe and I know you can feel it too. And I would resent it, by always being back. I don’t care whether it takes a day, an year or two. I knew love hurts, but didn’t understand like this It’s capable of everything, sour and bittersweet Always to you. Always saying “I’...

 Illimitable Clandestine Yearn (ICY) ~Miss A I’m sorry, well I wanna narrate, for once I wanna see you in pain, So fathomless, it’ll cut you, ‘cause I wanna know your limits, never to cross again, Because I’m authoring a story, which with words alone you could never explain. Illicit and filled with agony, that I feel, I hope to share, no complaints. I wanna know my presence matters, hell lot to you, I wish to give you all, so quote me the truth. I wanna know my safe place, I wanna know you too, I wish to know where my all belongs, what hold in my ICY. Your kiss will take time to register, Your touch would somehow always stay on my skin. Before I pledge to be all yours, I’ll sigh, in relief, to know you gleam with trust in me. I don’t think it’s ethical, to conclude everything, It’s more beautiful, burning, kept safe inside my core, but sadly that I wish to quote, So, I hope you’ll show understanding, to the depth of my sincerity as well. I’m going to rehearse m...

 Hatred to overcome ~Miss A It’s the hatred I’m greeting, I know it’s okay not to be loved by all, But somewhere in my heart, Tears burn, it pierces, all this hate. But to cry about it, is not worth it, To hold on to the dry throat, grasping the air. For once that I feel, nothing but fragile again. Yet, I’ll quote, all the words of sugar, So sweet, it’ll make you question your assumption, Of all the things you’d spit; enjoy your redemption. It’s a celebration being a woman, To enchant all this fragility in beauty of femininity. The skin keeps getting soft, but sorry not my heart. It enchanters itself in a cage of serenity, Away from you, away from all, away from me. Brings me to choose myself, in a state so lonely, Brings me closer to myself, in a dearth so homely. It’s delicate, the influence of me that you’re being in. Tell you, I’m in the corner, away from a light beam, To be hunted down. Do I seem so pathetic? The wolves are the lone hunters, it’s the ...

 Für Mich ~Miss A Keeping you in mind, I'm all drenched in memories of you One that I can't conquer to breakthrough, Noticing that I'm here playing rhythms on the strings of your veins Emerging through the nerves like growing roots of a tree I thought that I was getting contaminated with what I decor as lifeline Breathing in all air, in this vulnerable scent of you, hoping divine to see I am thankful to my lord, who gave us eyes, for I long live the scene To watch you, all the stress you furrow on your hood To see you on the helm, to think that I'm in a crime To capture all the moments I can strain, to relive each overtimes Your essence in the aura of mine, a dream so overwhelming I shatter.  That I so believe, what I'm getting into is so dense it matters. Coming up to know if my love is fine, take my diamonds take my time, It so appears, that I want to rapture, hold tight the slithering sand Scared to know you might find me a creep, Blood in my head, weakening me i...