S.C.

Posted October 18, 2009 by trevayne
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it was dawn and it was breaking so fast
the unfettered subtle vibe emerge at last
silhouette beige presents the light
roguishly  hiding the smile for it was too bright

creating silence behind the soothing hair scent
whispering thoughts unbent
keeps asking how true it is
relying a profound come back to this

such an amiable scene you inlay
so that your tiny smirk will be underway
gunning down every inch of sense
but your eyes glided me to your preference

such glare during sunset sunshine
realizing an empty stare to my side line
the undying fragrance ill keep
breaking time and frame again until we meet

My S.C.

lapse of time

Posted September 18, 2009 by trevayne
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severe nauseating counting of days
bleak of boredom and a malicious notion
flashes of light and a trailing thunder clap
morose theme and a lazy moving traffic

partly compensating to hold your presence
a sturdy door and a misaligned ant cave
5 bottles of beer and a white wavy plastic
darker tone tray and a 3 circular line of green

gleaming to the fitness butane
blue fruit controller and a red handle brush
rusty cutter and an overexposed charger
joyful suffocation and a thousand reason to drag you here

ignoring lapse of time…..
soon….

for today is..

Posted August 22, 2009 by trevayne
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to stand great things of dawn
can’t get you out of place
I hope you know what you’re doing
for this time it doesn’t count

with your shredded coat and carelessness
a bliss you thought is a bliss you caught unguarded
I don’t know how to slice the slim vacuum here
for today is the time to make a change

Wishlist

Posted May 21, 2009 by trevayne
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off
I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on
I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on
The christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top
I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds
For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky

I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me
I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me
I wish I was a messenger and all the news was good
I wish I was the full moon shining off a camaros hood

I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on
I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on
I wish I was the verb to trust and never let you down

I wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned up

Unsheathing

Posted April 17, 2009 by trevayne
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I was dawning ramblings of thoughts left and right. Pertaining the audible glance of the unearthed glee that is my monday foot.
The so called anguish of one’s deranged assumptions can actually twist the whole thing and make it sound so bad and ludicrous.
My one liner apprehensions are better yet enraging to make it culpable. Someday my transcending anomalies will guide me to its undeniable betrayal.
I know that my thoughts are misquoted and clustered to a point where no one won’t even dare to organize. In a society where uncertainties draws blood, full of assumptions that everything can be put in order according to the norms.
If only I could say and mean every word that comes from my slithering unwavering tongue, I could be somewhere right now doing my own thing satisfying every angle of my sick and abrasively dwindling soul.

Soon…..

Classic Hype

Posted March 28, 2009 by trevayne
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It’s been a long time to fondle grace
Submissive minds are reckless to the bones
Forsaking thoughts of glee lust and gust 
Impressions are key to withstand guilt

You are a blank of guile
Creating a few strands of pessimistic glance
 Suffice the norms of congruity 
Interject lame possibility

Hyper critical of the norm
Basing Judgement on a pale glass 
Toxins of the pervasive anxious realm
Cradle the black path of obscurity

Funny

Posted March 20, 2009 by trevayne
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