Inked, Scratched, and Folded (formerly Random Clippings)

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Hey guys. I've been thinking about this for a while and I suppose that I'm going to go through with it. I've been writing songs and poetry and such for a while now and I figure why not. I might as well let people read them. If you want any of the songs in audio format (I play guitar and sing...go me) my email is hollahollagangsta@yahoo.com and we'll go from there. I think that I'll start with newer and favorite pieces and then go from there.

Be gentle, everyone.



This is the latest one I wrote. It's a combination of two poems that I wrote recently. It is currently being converted into a song.



Untitled



the thoughts of work

pale against the image

of your hands running along my back

under, over, through my soul

releasing this ball

that grows tighter every day

pushing against everything

that I once held so dear

just at the thought

of merely holding



beautiful hands

possession of my passions

deafeningly fierce

and so quiet in their slumber



sunlight creeps up the wall

while our bodies lie

twisted

tangled

perfectly complete

please say you'll stay

a few minutes more

the sun has not yet

no, not yet completely risen

these sheets weep

at a body resting solo

mold to me

until the sun and moon

rise no more



beautiful hands

possession of my passions

deafeningly fierce

and so quiet in their slumber



I'm not even sure if "deafeningly" is a real word, but I figure I have artistic liscense.



-Kristyn

Edited by: numbered words at: 12/5/04 7:48 pm

[CEsgirl13]

wow that is so amazing! go you! This is realy good!

~Jamie

I Love Callie

Edited by: Warduke at: 2/5/04 8:14 am

[Guinevere]

Wow! That is really beautiful!



Guinevere

[SJ]

Great writing

[Yellow Crayon]

As always, the best writing from the best person in the entire world. Good job buddyyy...



*i heart you*

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Thank you all for the replies to the last poem. I have finished turning it into a song and I have titled it Tangled. Again, anyone who ever wants to hear anything can email me at hollahollagangsta@yahoo.com



This is a song that I wrote a couple months ago. I don't like the way it starts off. I am never really satisfied with the starting parts of my songs. I feel akward always just jumping into things so I always write a stupid little thing about what is going on like I'm in the middle of a conversation. I don't know. I'm working on it.



All I Want



I'm so frightened

I'm so scared

I don't know what would happen

I don't know if you'd care

please don't speak

your voice could break me

let me be strong

just let me say



I dream about your smile

I dream about your touch

I wish that I could walk away

but I want you so much

I dream of sweet caresses

and of drinking from your lips

but all I want

is to get lost in your brown eyes



if I could take

the beauty of the world

all the sunrises

the sunsets

and the shooting stars

they would never measure

never compare

to a single breath

you leave with the air



I dream about your smile

I dream about your touch

I wish that I could walk away

but I want you so much

I dream of sweet caresses

and of drinking from your lips

but all I want

is to get lost in your brown eyes



I thought so long

on how your kiss

could burn me

searing through my body

and freezing me all the same

my whole being is on fire

but I can't move at all

in reverence to your grace



I dream about your smile

I dream about your touch

I wish that I could walk away

but I want you so much

I dream of sweet caresses

and of drinking from your lips

but all I want

is to get lost in your brown eyes









After this I'll be updating probably mostly with poems unless I come across something I really like and happen to turn into a song. If anyone wants my to post my old stuff then just ask me.



Feedback. Got to love it.



-Kristyn

[eveningstar845]

WOW! Kristyn

Great song Two thumbs up here.

I'd love to hear it. I'll drop u a msg. Thanks so much for sharing.



Dee

[SJ]

Great song

Thought the way you began it was good,thanks for sharing

[RaiStarr]

Nice words!



Rai

Forgive me now! Tomorrow I may no longer feel guilty...

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This is a double update. I have two poems that I found in my journal that I am going to share. They aren't necessarily meant to be beautiful. They're just there to help me get out my anger and such.



Gripping



wind grips her

flowing in between

chilling embrace

pulling out the impurities

skies begin to weep

shortly after she began

quickly losing her hold

stumbling

down

grasping for anything

other than herself

she doesn't need to focus on this

God, please don't let her focus

a dam broken

mixes self hatred

love

confusion

into a single girl

lying disheveled

screaming out from the pier



Interchangeable



I've been taking too long

deciding how

to settle this

tell me I'm wrong

going to hell

tell me what you want

I'm sick of listening

a whole life spent

on others

run here

run there

no time to rest

and swords twirl

meeting in their heavy clinks

to match my heartbeat



beliefs against beliefs

contradictions of the greatest kind

terribly great

hate for love

love for hate





-Kristyn

[SJ]

Those two poems are great

[CEsgirl13]

your songs are so awesome Kristyn!!! The audio's are great!!

Keep it up, you're a great musician! ::hugs::

~Jamie

I Love Callie <3

[marciam]

They all were great. I'd love to read more if you have them...



Marcia

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Thank you everyone for your feedback. You kittens are awesome.



This is an angry update. I'm really pissed off tonight so I wrote a poem that isn't really a poem. More just a slightly organized thought process. Pardon the swearing. I usually don't swear. This is how angry I am.







I hate this

my blood is boiling

veins popping

strings snapping

fingers sore

stop treating me

like I fucking don't understand

don't lead me on



wh ydo this to me

I'm sorry for falling

but I hope you enjoy

the bittersweet taste

of my heart

as you bite down

and let the blood

drip out of your mouth



the worst part

is you don't even know

you're killing me

while I lay in your arms

and hold your hand

falling asleep in your embrace

how can I feel such hate

while waking up to you



so don't fucking pull

all that straight bullshit

you don't want me

don't make me think

that you do

go jump his bones

and leave me alone









yes....I'm angry.





-Kristyn

[SJ]

Very expressive writing

[onyxsundrops]

I really liked your last one, great poems.



Yvonne

[Yellow Crayon]

You're the most amazing and wonderful-est girl I've ever met. I heart youuuu....

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Hey everyone. Thank you for your feedback. I'm sorry I don't do personalized replies. I think I might try to get into that sometime soon.



This is one that I found in my notebook today. The title didn't originally belong to it. It belonged to part of what eventually went into "Tangled", but I figured that it could fit for this as well. Enjoy.



Slow Morning Plea



for the tired and weary

long nights stretch on towards the horizon

with little salvation to be seen

only dark absence of slumber

and the emptiness in between



caffeine jolted highs

rock bottom lows

all in store for this night

which is colder

and longer

than it has ever seemed before



just fuck all that

leave me lying on the floor



sleepless nights

are hopeless nights

when there's no one in your tomorrow







Okay, you know me. Feedback is awesome. You kittens are awesome. I shall see you all later.



-Kristyn

Edited by: numbered words at: 3/3/04 5:42 am

[Yellow Crayon]

Veryyyy good, sweetheart.

[SJ]

Like that poem a lot

[CEsgirl13]

Go Kristyn go Kristyn Go Kristyn!!!!

Awesome Kristyn!!

~Jamie

When you choose to hold the rose you are also agreeing to bleed.

[onyxsundrops]

Nice! I especially liked the title.



Yvonne

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Sorry that I've been kind of MIA lately. I've been really caught up in school and other personal stuff. I have some new pieces that I really like, but this is the only one that I have memorized. I'll get my book to my laptop sometime and write down the others.



Beyond



I speak of beauty as prominant in the world

but I only truly feel as such when reflected in your eyes

lying and facing nose to nose

your lips so close

yet miles away

so much standing between me and your touch

break it and capture me

in the sweet prison that lies slightly beyond your lips



I want to feel the heat of your simple caress

and I pray that you will sin with me again and once again

I wish to for ever live

in the prison that lies lightly beyond your lips



this madness is truly that

I'm going insane

for the shape of your lips is etched inside my brain

how your mouth is blessed and tongue gifted

what I wouldn't give for perfect lips to be my sweet release

I'll keep you under loving care

if you'd only lean in

set my passion on fire

let me taste you day and night





Okay, kittens. That's what I have for now. I'll try and update again as soon as I can.



-Kristyn

[onyxsundrops]

"I want to feel the heat of your simple caress

and I pray that you will sin with me again and once again"- Loved those lines. Great work. Thanks.



Yvonne

[eveningstar845]

That's beautiful.

The only abnormality is the incapacity to love - Anais Nin

[SJ]

Great poem

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I'm back! Wahoo for having my laptop and my wireless working. I am one happy camper.



I have some updates for you all. None of them are titled. Here we go



Untitled 1



I remember when this smell

didn't stop me dead in my tracks

you linger on my skin until

the daylight is passed and gone

my pillow clings to you

and I fall to slumber with you

lingering still in my sheets

can't separate the reality from the dream

there you are mine

everywhere

I am your protection from the cold world

you blanket me with fire

keeping my soul from freezing



Signs of Stopping



the last twenty minutes

watched your name flow

from my pen 180 times

each name spilled was another wish

that you would be mine

the paper is fragile

you could rip the heart in two

wait 'til I'm finished

wait 'til the ink runs dry

'til my hand cramps unmoving

but for now

I'm showing you no signs of stopping



I want your name to flow

as freely from my hand as my own

so I can memorize how my heart writes you

your name turned into my poem

soft on the tongue

gracefully curved

I'm showing you no signs of stopping



I stare blankly at the world around me

people come in and out of focused

I plunder along

trying to remember your smile

as your hands reach my mind's eye

fluttering against my chest

I feel like my blood is on fire

and I'm showing you no signs of stopping



Untitled 2



I think I feel you as you walk in the room

I turn to see you're not her at all

miles away

yet your shampoo lingers on my pillowcase

soothes my breath as I sleep

I gather air in my arms

and pull the thought of you close

hoping to keep you near for a night

with the slight memory

of how it feels to hold you



Untitled 3



dirty little thoughts plague me

images of you open

waiting

trembling to feel

slick

hot

steam

wet

move against me

sweat

heat

burn

slide

flexing under my touch

taut and ready

ready for me to bring you release

release from your tension

you're tensing against my shoulder

you shudder with the heat

then relax against the bed frame

and drift off to sleep



Opium



*This one was not written by me. It was written by my good friend, Maya. She's a very talented writer and this is a poem that she wrote about me. I hope that you all like it as much as I did.*



She's all grown up now, and sinfully aware,

Behind closed doors they rumor in a silent town,

The sidelong glances, and whispering indictments,

With every mediocre day, her hopes are beaten down.



She is obsessed now, and lips can never dam her passion,

She fixates on the little things; for her they are cocaine,

Unclear scribbles in a bogus bible; she is addicted.

Those metaphors her fervor can barely constrain.



Ignite her aggravation with your religious prattle,

Here, preaching will never gain new grounds,

One day the secrets like a house of cards will burn,

And then her flight will be too swift to stop for your policing hounds.







That's it for now, kittens. Feedback. I love it.



-Kristyn

Edited by: numbered words at: 6/19/04 9:41 am

[onyxsundrops]

Glad that you're back, I know how it is when your wireless goes wonky. As for the poetry, all I can say is wow. They were all very good, but I loved Untitled 3 and Opium the most. Thanks.



Yvonne

[SJ]

Thought those poems were great

[girlfriends actually]

Beautiful poems.