The stars are so alleviating. I get lost day dreaming in the constellations, wishing that I can take a hand full of them out of the sky for my own selfish needs. I enjoy getting lost in their pure ambiance. I lust for that same shine. I want to be admired just as they are. The stars are my safe haven. When I want to get away, I hold tight onto my rocket and drift off with them. This reminds me of a poem I wrote.
Intergalactic Love
By: Jay Adams
Shorty, see I ain't got much - but let's get away
To a place where the moon shines and the stars seem to mediate
My emotions back to your heart through the constellations
Staring back up in the sky trying to achieve perfect concentration.
You know the place where no one knows- where we can be free.
Where the breeze blows my words to your ears without a secret to keep.
You see - I think, that you and me can be so fly.
On the wings of our spaceship- baby girl let's fly.
To the furthest star in our galaxy- where I magically
take a piece of that star and turn it into a ring for your finger.
As my thoughts linger through space and time
I take the time to rewind back to the time when I was without you,
Nah, fuck that - fast forward because I don't want to be without you.
Listen shorty, because shortly - we will take out trip
Baby don't forget- to pack light - because in this night
All we need is both of our hearts to ignite
The wick of the rocket so that we may take flight
To the brightest star in sight.
You know the one that's in your eyes, the one that's in your smile.
The one that I grab a hold of to, to levitate myself above the ground.
Never to come down - back to the atmosphere if this lonely world.
So through space we hurl- flipping every twist and twirl.
Connecting the dots through every star and every planet we shall meet.
Rearranging the heavens - spelling your name for all to see.
My intergalactic love.
Where do you run off to? Is it a physical place or a place of your minds construction? I'm a dreamer. I do know that a dream is nothing but a fictitious state of being, only achieved in a complete state of tranquility. When you awake from a dream, reality is there to greet you again. I can't help but to dream though. My perfect world is lovely. This reminds me of another poem that I wrote for my sister.
Your World
By: Jay Adams
Your fantasy- your dream world- you gave that to me
A world you built so that you can have a safe place of serenity
Thy enemies- shall no longer harm you in our own universe
I close my eyes and drift away- when I am hurt
You wanted me to share your world- your place of truth
I stare at the paintings- and there I find you
My heart that I've lost- I find in this fairytale land
A place we thought of to have purple waters and green sands
You've given me your world- so I can have a place to go
A world of my own to retreat to when times seem low
I share your fantasy place- your world of peace
This is our universe- a secret that we shall keep
My sister- my joy- fly away with me to this imaginary land
Here to rescue me from it all- my own peter pan
"Grab my hand"- you said as we drift away
Our own safe haven were we spend our days
Your world...
I want to go into your world with you. Take me? Show me what you see. Explain to me where you go when you want to get away. I'm truly interested. Everyone sees the world through different eyes and I'd love to see it through yours. You read my blog whenever you can and you see my thoughts as sporadic as they are. I don't mind, though. I like the thought of someone being interested in me. I've never viewed myself as such. I'm glad you do, though.
I'm calm, but I have a yearning for more growing inside of me. I'm ready for a scenery change. Florida seems like it'll be a new start for me. I want more than what I have. Blessed, yes I am. I have the things in life that only people my age dream about. Two cars, a nice home, and a job that pays in the double figure for hourly wage. I'm content, but I want more. I'm not greedy, I just feel like I need more. I want to accomplish more in my life. I want to birth a generation of young, fly, flashy, intelligent entrepreneurs. I want to teach you all how to fish, so that you may bring home your own meals. A lot of my goals may seem unreachable to the average person, but it's that degree of difficulty that makes it worth while. In time, I'll sit back and enjoy the fruits of my labor. My tree will birth plenty fruit.
So, my day? Today was decent. Nothing really worth while. I had a lot of time to think. Thinking is good, right? Sometimes I tend to over think and end up bringing myself down with a lot of worries. It's not good to worry. I believe it's a sin to worry. Eh? My bad. Forgive me. I think about my future so much that I forgot to live for my today. I'm too old for my own body; if that makes sense. I'm only 19, but I live like I'm in my late 20's. My mind state is far evolved beyond my physical age. Truth be told, I have strands of gray hair. Lol, weird. When I was younger, I never embraced my childhood. I never went to high school dances or anything like that. I was too busy with other things to even care about being a child. I made myself grow up before my time. I forget how old I really am. I get mad at people my age for some of the things that they do, then I have to realize, we're only young adults. They can't be blamed. I couldn't fathom the idea of doing the things that they do, though. Maybe I need to slow down? I don't know. I can't slow down now, it's too late. I want to purchase my first home by the age of 22. I want my business completely established on a nation wide status by 25. I want it to be worldwide by 30. By 35, I want to sit back and enjoy everything while working on progression. What's stopping me? Nothing. Remember I told you, so when it happens you can say you already knew it would.
That's all for tonight.
Intergalactic Love
By: Jay Adams
Shorty, see I ain't got much - but let's get away
To a place where the moon shines and the stars seem to mediate
My emotions back to your heart through the constellations
Staring back up in the sky trying to achieve perfect concentration.
You know the place where no one knows- where we can be free.
Where the breeze blows my words to your ears without a secret to keep.
You see - I think, that you and me can be so fly.
On the wings of our spaceship- baby girl let's fly.
To the furthest star in our galaxy- where I magically
take a piece of that star and turn it into a ring for your finger.
As my thoughts linger through space and time
I take the time to rewind back to the time when I was without you,
Nah, fuck that - fast forward because I don't want to be without you.
Listen shorty, because shortly - we will take out trip
Baby don't forget- to pack light - because in this night
All we need is both of our hearts to ignite
The wick of the rocket so that we may take flight
To the brightest star in sight.
You know the one that's in your eyes, the one that's in your smile.
The one that I grab a hold of to, to levitate myself above the ground.
Never to come down - back to the atmosphere if this lonely world.
So through space we hurl- flipping every twist and twirl.
Connecting the dots through every star and every planet we shall meet.
Rearranging the heavens - spelling your name for all to see.
My intergalactic love.
Where do you run off to? Is it a physical place or a place of your minds construction? I'm a dreamer. I do know that a dream is nothing but a fictitious state of being, only achieved in a complete state of tranquility. When you awake from a dream, reality is there to greet you again. I can't help but to dream though. My perfect world is lovely. This reminds me of another poem that I wrote for my sister.
Your World
By: Jay Adams
Your fantasy- your dream world- you gave that to me
A world you built so that you can have a safe place of serenity
Thy enemies- shall no longer harm you in our own universe
I close my eyes and drift away- when I am hurt
You wanted me to share your world- your place of truth
I stare at the paintings- and there I find you
My heart that I've lost- I find in this fairytale land
A place we thought of to have purple waters and green sands
You've given me your world- so I can have a place to go
A world of my own to retreat to when times seem low
I share your fantasy place- your world of peace
This is our universe- a secret that we shall keep
My sister- my joy- fly away with me to this imaginary land
Here to rescue me from it all- my own peter pan
"Grab my hand"- you said as we drift away
Our own safe haven were we spend our days
Your world...
I want to go into your world with you. Take me? Show me what you see. Explain to me where you go when you want to get away. I'm truly interested. Everyone sees the world through different eyes and I'd love to see it through yours. You read my blog whenever you can and you see my thoughts as sporadic as they are. I don't mind, though. I like the thought of someone being interested in me. I've never viewed myself as such. I'm glad you do, though.
I'm calm, but I have a yearning for more growing inside of me. I'm ready for a scenery change. Florida seems like it'll be a new start for me. I want more than what I have. Blessed, yes I am. I have the things in life that only people my age dream about. Two cars, a nice home, and a job that pays in the double figure for hourly wage. I'm content, but I want more. I'm not greedy, I just feel like I need more. I want to accomplish more in my life. I want to birth a generation of young, fly, flashy, intelligent entrepreneurs. I want to teach you all how to fish, so that you may bring home your own meals. A lot of my goals may seem unreachable to the average person, but it's that degree of difficulty that makes it worth while. In time, I'll sit back and enjoy the fruits of my labor. My tree will birth plenty fruit.
So, my day? Today was decent. Nothing really worth while. I had a lot of time to think. Thinking is good, right? Sometimes I tend to over think and end up bringing myself down with a lot of worries. It's not good to worry. I believe it's a sin to worry. Eh? My bad. Forgive me. I think about my future so much that I forgot to live for my today. I'm too old for my own body; if that makes sense. I'm only 19, but I live like I'm in my late 20's. My mind state is far evolved beyond my physical age. Truth be told, I have strands of gray hair. Lol, weird. When I was younger, I never embraced my childhood. I never went to high school dances or anything like that. I was too busy with other things to even care about being a child. I made myself grow up before my time. I forget how old I really am. I get mad at people my age for some of the things that they do, then I have to realize, we're only young adults. They can't be blamed. I couldn't fathom the idea of doing the things that they do, though. Maybe I need to slow down? I don't know. I can't slow down now, it's too late. I want to purchase my first home by the age of 22. I want my business completely established on a nation wide status by 25. I want it to be worldwide by 30. By 35, I want to sit back and enjoy everything while working on progression. What's stopping me? Nothing. Remember I told you, so when it happens you can say you already knew it would.
That's all for tonight.
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I'm not sure how you'll like Florida at first. Hopefully it will kind to you like it's been for me.
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