Tuesday, December 29, 2015

20-something

Soon,
I'll be,
Another,
Year older,
Once,
I was,
Years younger,
I remember clearly,
She said to me,
This world is bigger,
Then my dreams,
Don't think,
You'll ever get there,
You're not all that much,
You appear to think,
I was,
I was,
I was,
Now,
I am,
The dreams,
Too big,
For my humble hands,
Too big,
For my bedroom,
Too fancy,
For my ripped jeans,
My all stars,
Yet I don't care,
Soon,
I'll be,
Another,
Year older,
Another,
Dream richer,
Oh reality,
Is clearly,
Not meant for thy,
Nor me,
Soon,
I'll be older,
Then you'll ever be.

What you told me does not define me,
It says more about you,
Then it says about me.























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Monday, December 28, 2015

In Bloom

It took me some times,
To figure out,
What it takes,
To win,
At the start,
The middle,
The ending,
From the begin,
See there is a simple rule,
For ruling this life,
The only thing you need,
Is love,
For the things you do,
The people that accompany you,
And the road you are taking,
Oh there is not a heart breaking,
When one lives,
By the rules of love.

Love makes a flower not only grow,
But bloom as well. 






















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Sunday, December 27, 2015

Blockage

As the blockage,
That kept us,
From being,
Together,
Started to vanish,
As if it never,
Where a thing,
As if it never,
Left a mark,
On the road,
I ask myself,
Do the white lines,
Tire Marks and exit signs,
Really mean,
Anything at all,
When you go full speed,
Ahead?


Soulmate

Driving down the road,
I wonder if you know,
Just how well,
You can tell,
My every thought,
As if you are ought,
To see trough my eyes, 
It aint a surprise,
That you are the one,
Cause I ask myself,
All the time,
If he aint mine,
If he aint the one,
Then who would be?
It is so clearly,
There is only you and I,
Until infinity.


Thursday, December 24, 2015

Basic

Little do we know,
About the snow,
That has not fallen yet,
Little do we know,
About the storm up ahead,
Yet much do we know,
Manners to forget,
Or be forgotten,
In the time being,
Spend in front of our eyes,
In this moment,
Right here, right now,
More could we now,
About the stars and sun,
Shining their light,
Every second,
We waste on worrying,
About the past that didn't last,
Or the future that never goes further,
All that we can do,
Is act upon our knowledge,
While we're in the edge,
Of knowing what to feel,
And feeling it is enough,
What is the use in wondering?
When there are wonders by your side...
I'm going back to basic,
For little, do I know,
But the base of my foundation,
Is merely my own creation.

I am infinite for I give back, the love and energy I get.
















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Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Shrine

As I had no idea,
As to where this thought,
Was heading with my head,
I knew that the littler I think,
The more I feel,
In dispear of this voice,
Telling me,
Not to go there,
I went without listening,
As I had no idea,
As to why this heart,
Was beating to beat,
All of the rest in the race,
We call live,
Within this earthly space,
I knew,
The more I drink,
The easier I go,
And so with a few glasses,
Of my favourite wine,
You could so easily,
Replace this heart of mine,
For just a shrine,
Of what it where.

My heart, you stole it, when I was the one to own it.






















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Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Fall, fall, fall

You see,
There where,
Only to many,
Aspects not in place,
For me to crawl,
Into the open armed space,
He keeps them hanging,
As I hang my head,
Is it possible,
That you forget,
The things I've said,
Last night,
When I lost the raw,
Edge of the person,
I so well act upon,
Do not think of me,
As that fragile girl,
For I crave destruction,
You fingernails leaving marks,
On my back,
You teeth biting my lips,
I desire you,
To push me up against the wall,
Only then,
And then alone,
I will fall,
So pull my hair,
Call me a liar,
Only as the moment calls,
The last round spend,
I'll be spilling words.

We come, We fuck shit up, We leave.

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Boom Melt, Sound of my Head

Funny,
Ain't it,
These days,
Won't pass me by,
The nights,
Are one endless try,
Of my search for sleep,
Yet my insomnia,
Is the only one,
Comfortable,
In my bed,
Sharing with me,
The piece of mind,
That is eating me up,
As my brain,
Melts in the microwave,
For I so desperate crave,
To feel warm again,
To feel as if I am on fire,
Just one more time,
Before the minute,
Beeps away,
Funny,
Ain't it,
How I can find words,
Yet I always find myself,
Writing.

I's so sick of these same old thoughts,
My brain has had enough,
I so sick of this same old heart,
The one that keeps breaking up. 
























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Sunday, December 13, 2015

Not written

The words you spoke of,
Last night,
Thy resonate,
Trough my mind,
How I made it,
Has for me,
Faded,
Yet for you so it seems,
Not to matter,
At all,
If I am,
More or less,
Of the precious,
Poems I write,
Thy does not care,
For the abstract absence,
Of reason or spring,
Only for the proces,
Of writing is the importance,
Not the result,
Oh, dear,
How I had forgotten,
It all does not matter,
Yet means the most,
In this paradox world,
My words,
Aren't mine.

And that's just is, words mean so little,
Yet thy can change not only my day,
Even so my life,
Words mean so much,
Oh life is such.




















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Thursday, December 10, 2015

Look around

Looked around the room,
Saw that the place,
You used to sit,
Was empty,
How odd is it be,
That the littlest in me,
Still thinks of you,
Despite that you might,
Not hear my prayers,
Ringing trough to you?

Looked around my life,
Saw that the place,
You used to stain,
On my heart,
Has worn off,
With the littlest bits,
In time,
I took back,
What was mine,

Or did I?

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Monday, December 7, 2015

Heart

My heart,
Rarely,
Ever feels,
As mine,
If I told you,
My heart,
Does not beat,
Until I,
See you,
Would you,
Believe me?

Heart beats fast.










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Sunday, December 6, 2015

Life While

Had anyone asked me,
If you where worthwhile,
I'd shook my head,
Look at the ground,
Smile as an idiot,
Stay silent,
Not for you are,
Not worth,
The while,
But because,
Thy don't know,
How worthwhile,
You are,
Lifewhile,
You would not know,
How lifewhile,
You are to me.

Boom, Clap, Sound of my Heart ;-)






















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Saturday, December 5, 2015

Brotherhood

To be talking,
Bout many more things,
Then we have had,
Conversated about,
The past months,
Seemed to be,
So good for me,
You listen to the words,
Combined to stories,
For the very,
First time,
Your ears are mine,
Oh what a treat,
To be treated,
As a treacherous good.

Little Bro's turn to Big Bro's....
















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Thursday, December 3, 2015

Sharing

So easily,
One can forget,
To write down,
Or tell about,
Our story,
The one we filled,
We made and,
Shaped trough out,
Our lifes,
So easily,
One can forget,
The essence of life,
Sharing.

Since I wasn't ready to tell my story yet,
I shared my smile,
If only for a little while.























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Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Say it like no one wants to...

If you where to ask me,
For a honest opinion,
Do you expect,
To get one?
In all my honesty,
I could honestly,
Never hurt,
One or the other,
I'd rather,
Hurt the self greet,
In window reflections,
And internal diagloges,
If you where to ask me,
For an honest opinion,
You would honestly,
Believe in my lies,
I as I try,
To let y'all down,
Easy in the hardest way.

You could ask me a thousand times,
For some kind of awknowledgement,
Yet you won't ever get,
The things we leave unsaid. 
























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Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Really anything

As I try,
Not to be feeling,
Failed by you,
I won't even know,
How not to show,
This hurt I feel,
If I told you,
A broken sting,
Plays just as before,
When it has been glued,
Would you believe me?
As I try,
Not to be feeling,
Really anything at all,
Not to let my thoughts,
Run back to you,
Funny thing is,
They always do.

So she lost herself in the proces. 






















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Monday, November 30, 2015

Read the instructions.

Could it have been,
At any other time,
It have been,
Too little,
Too late,
Too much,
Too rush,
As if he knew,
My heart,
Was skipping a beat,
For him not to,
Hear the words,
I blurted out,
By accident,
Little did I knew,
It could'y have been,
At other time,
I send all the signs,
I only needed,
Someone to be read.

Funny how these hands where made,
For working yet sometimes they take on,
More then I can handle.























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Friday, November 27, 2015

Let me go.

Funniest feeling,
Me being nervous,
If you might,
Say something,
About the words I write,
Despite the fact,
That I know,
You won't,
For part of the reason,
I am so hurt,
I feel this rage,
Is cause you won't,
Lay eyes on anything,
Coming from,
Your daughters hand,
Unless it spells out,
Her love for you,
The rest is too depressing,
So dark or words just random,
For an explanation,
Or the story behind,
You've already vanished,
Not even one line,
Of a poem,
Have you ever read,
This past year,
It's so clear,
There is no pride,
In anything I do,
You want light,
But I won't shine for you,
Only for myself.

Won't you let me go,
Go my own way.























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(S)mother

Tears stream,
Down my face,
Fon't worry mom,
You'll be walking,
In grace,
Talking about,
How life,
Never got you a blaze,
Yet don't ever think,
That once,
I'll be gone,
One day,
I'll come back,
To be abused,
One more time,
Don't think,
I am addicted,
To your smothering,
Words trying to suck,
The last fight out of me,
Cause I still got,
A hell of a lot,
More light left,
Then you've ever had,
Tears stream,
Down my face,
As I decide,
You are her,
You are grandma,
Welcome yourself nothing,
Cause if you ain't give,
you ain't getting.

You just stay the same,
Believe you don't need to change,
Get chained to the i-pad,
To the screen,
But don't ever dare to dream,
You've done anything for us,
With the earbuds in when we scream,
You are not there next to me,
When I walk up the stage,
I don't want to share,
With someone who doesn't care.


























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Thursday, November 26, 2015

Mosaic

To be dreaming about,
Something,
So far up,
In the future,
Is not to be,
Living in,
The here and now,
Yet I do not,
Desire,
To be living,
Among the,
Living death,
Only the death,
That are still living,
See when all the life,
Has been hit,
Out of your soul,
That is when,
The cracks,
Become either,
A mosaic of dreams,
That are getting re-arranged,
Or a shattered heart,
Of once lost,
Existence.

This daydream is so dangerous,
Yet I love danger,
Just a little bit more,
Then I love you.

























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Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Would you?

Would you steal,
Would you take,
Would you dare,
To make,
My heart yours,
Or would you let me,
Go,
My own way,
Or would you let me,
Go,
Walk my own way?

Would you shatter,
Would you devistate,
Would you rage,
To try and,
Keep my heart,
To yourself,
Or would you let me,
Go?

Could you,
Would you,
Shout you?























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Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Lost in priorities

Time stands still,
Bullets and beauty,
A combination,
Not shot,
Many times before,
To be together,
In a world,
Filled with new romance,
With star crossed lovers,
That never even discover,
The existence,
Of their other half,
Love and hate,
Had found each other,
For the first time again,
So thy seem to think,
Yet does one dare,
To say out loud,
The words,
No one has talked about?
Does one have the courage,
To speak up,
For the ghosts,
Haunted by getting lost,
In priorities?

When echo's stop,
When ghosts vanish,
Who is calling out,
For lost lives?
























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All too well

Is it not strange,
That all you've ever wanted,
Can become,
Unlike,
Anything you want,
Now a days,
Rare the ways,
The way crawls,
Up front,
With every step,
You take,
The fantasy,
Of who to be,
So easlily,
Changes,
Perspective,
Gets stolen or lost,
Littlest of the times,
It expands,
That must be,
Why it was so suddenly,
When you took me,
Under your spell,
For to be honest,
I could never tell,
I'd one day know you,
All too well.

Don't try, just do.






















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Friday, November 20, 2015

Drone sight

To think,
That one knows,
All there is,
In this life,
Is to think,
Life is as insignificant,
As one thought,
Alone,
Yet one,
Has not the knowledge,
Two have combined,
To think two intertwined,
Know all the lot more,
Is to get fooled for sure,
We need so many,
To turn around,
Any of the believes,
We depend upon as our chiefs,
See what you think,
Prejudicing,
Is not the truth,
There is more to life,
Then your own circle,
Break it,
I'll dare you,
To break out.

Step out of your comfort zone,
Meet new people,
Eat different things,
Listen to new stories,
Before you know it,
You'll find yourself,
In losing you.


























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TELL FELL AU WAUW NO CARE ONE FARE TO DARE

Small talk,
Seems so small,
When many,
To all,
Seem to,
Only hand out,
What they,
Have prepaired,
To talk about,
But is that really,
How you want,
To live?
Without ever giving,
Piece of mind,
Heart of you,
For others you know,
To show,
The world you live in,
Is it so hard,
To start,
Saying what we would,
If we'd only dare,
To tell we'd care.

In the end we only regret the chances we didn't take.
From: Google.






















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Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Bullets

I'm catching bullets,
Between my teeth,
Trying not to,
Let my tongue bleed,
I swallow carefully,
Every metal that thy shoot,
Thy try to took.
The words I spoke,
And blow them up into smoke,
Thy tried so hard,
To make my heart,
Shut the fuck up,
Yet I won't ever,
Stop pouring my heart out,
For you to hear,
The words I fear,
I'm catching bullets,
Between my teeth,
For you.

If it's still in your mind.
It is worth taking the risk.























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Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Soul

There are,
Zero words,
To say,
To thy.

There are,
No nothings,
We blame,
For this pain.

There are,
Only so many,
Thoughts running,
With your head.

There where,
Thousands of,
Triggers,
Reminding of,
You.

To be forever,
Young,
Is to have had,
Begun,
With a lot,
At cost.

Is it not universal...?





















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Dance with chance

It could have been,
A million things,
Random news,
Really anything at all,
Yet it wasn't random,
What so ever,
It was mainly,
Targeted at their,
Families back,
A red and white,
Dot dot dot...
So circulair,
Always coming,
Back around,
The cancer that grows,
Inside our lifes.


Monday, November 16, 2015

If you like me... Perfect.

You will never be,
The one I'll take home,
You won't ever be,
The guy I'm proud to shown,
But if you like,
Being my dirty little secret,
Then isn't this perfect?
Isn't this perfect?

We will never be,
The couple with the start here,
We won't ever be,
Telling them without fear,
But if you like,
The life of the party,
Then isn't this perfect?
Isn't this perfect?

But if you like,
The way we ain't able,
Makes us repeatedly,
Pass note's in secrecy,
Finger gliding across the table,
Then I might be perfect,
For you.

And if you like,
Sneaking out,
At Sunday night,
Then this might,
Be perfect,
For you.


I want to taste you again like a secret or a sin.





















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Last Words

When you haven't met,
But somehow you can't forget,
The last words this person said.

When you never spoke,
But still his death can provoke,
The tiniest stroke.

When there are only lose ties,
Between the man and the cries,
Yet I am still questioning life's why's.

When there is nothing left,
But the grand theft,
Of a man too lost,
He'll pay the greatest cost.

When you haven't met,
But somehow you can't forget,
The last words this person said.

People do not die from suicide; they die from sadness.
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Is suffering trough depression, or other mental illness,
There are people waiting to talk to you.
www.hulpguide.org might give you inside on where to find them.

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Sunday, November 15, 2015

Ha-Ha-Ha

Funny thing being,
At some point,
Of creative writing,
Of imagination,
It could have been.

Funny thing is,
Somewhere in the lines,
I took a stray from him,
To the man,
I'd love to meet.

Funny thing being,
He might be more like,
The one I'd write,
Yet I had forgotten,
To do so.

Funny things add up,
To you being,
More or less,
Nothing I thought,
I must confess.

Funny thing being,
I don't even know,
What I think anymore.

Funniest of all,
He could be right,
In his being wrong.

John Green Quotes.





















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Saturday, November 14, 2015

Fix yourself before you'll get fixed up.

Does it not scream,
Inside your head,
Does it not roar,
Inside your heart,
The demons,
Telling your gently,
You need more time,
Fooling you,
That you might,
Not have liked,
That Saturday night?
For this time,
Traveling to oblivion,
Drinking till you tell,
Won't get you far,
You can go by,
Car, train, plane,
Trying to pass,
Before the whiskey rain,
Walls you under,
Yet you never,
Run out weather,
You can't ever,
Give her,
What she deserves,
Anymore,
You've ran out,
Nothing but chances,
You've ran out,
Nothing but chances.

Fix me, Street art.
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I'll write for you.

As to write a poem,
On subjects that matter,
Not to me,
Yet for me more,
Even so less it does,
To the once I love,
I had to write one,
Any who,
She asked with a smile,
Yet her smile,
Seemed to have had,
Some hits,
It can not quite,
Shake off,
The way she dances,
Trough the rest,
For her life,
Never failing a test,
She has proven,
To herself let along the world,
She is untouchable,
Maybe that might be the reason,
He acts so childish,
For he is intimated,
By her coming on strong,
Being the one you'd wish for,
On a merry night,
Thinking it might,
Never happen,
It does,
She is the rare one,
The one to hold,
Once catches,
Yet you dropped the ball,
Now don't mistake,
You'll be taking the fall,
So intimidated by the fear,
Of being plain, average,
Or even littler,
Do not flatter yourself,
For you are nothing more,
Nor nothing less,
Then you,
The one she'd been saving for,
Yet nothing to be scared of anymore,
For she is gone,
For sure.

I love you, Your problem.
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Peace.

Peace.

I wonder.

Is it?

Possible.

Reachable.

For long.

It seemed.

Someday.

It might.

Yet.

Tonight.

We humans.

Have failed.

Ourselves.

War.

I wonder.

Why?

What is it.

People think.

When one is aiming.

To strike innocence out.

Peace.

I wonder.

Peace.

I wish.

Wishes.

I wonder.

Do thy ever.

Come.

True?

Paris. Peace. Tragedy. Lost lifes. War. Wonder. Poem.





















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Paris

Paris was,
Romantic,
Filled with love.

Paris is,
Torn,
Broken,
Lost,
Scarred,
Now.

Paris gets,
Hurt,
Shocked,
Maybe even,
Angry,
Tomorrow.

Paris can,
Obtain,
Power.

Paris will be,
As it once was,
Not for all whom we lost,
But for their memories,
Are engraved,
Inside our hearts,
Minds,
Souls.

Paris must be,
As it once was,
Dark, tormented,
Yet colourful and light,
In order to stay,
Romantic.

Paris has to remember,
That all the tears that fall,
Be broken hearts,
Homes and life's,
Can not be bared,
When Paris as was dies.

Don't let lost be just lost,
Make sure that you save,
The memorie of those,
Whom cost.

















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Thursday, November 12, 2015

Wings

Once upon a time,
I took a fall,
Before the day,
I learned to fly,
Now the air,
Is mine,
Once upon a time,
I'll take a fall,
Again,
Yet I am no longer,
Terrified to lose,
The ground beneath,
For I know now,
I got wings.

Be free, Fly.
















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Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Did I knew?

Little did I knew,
There are,
Man who listen,
As if I sing,
In a song,
Only thy can hear.

Little did I knew,
There are,
Man who respect,
My body,
More then I did,
Teaching me,
What I am worth.

Little did I knew,
There are,
Places filled,
With people,
Likewise,
Likemind,
Oh the liberation.

Little did I knew,
There are man,
Who are more,
Then interested in me,
For me.

Little did I knew,
Intimate could be like this.
















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Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Ready for Tomorrow Today

Had one once told me,
That today,
Would be tomorrow,
That today,
Was the future,
That today,
Was the rest,
Of my life,
That today,
Was life and death,
Redemption,
For those who seek,
Salvation,
For those who wait,
Enlightment,
For those who give,
And love,
For those who long,
Had one once told me,
That today,
Is tomorrow,
I would not have believed it,
Before tomorrow.

Today is the day, I am ready, For my tomorrow today.





















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Sunday, November 8, 2015

Boxes

As we think,
We get free,
When we are born,
In fact we come,
From a round,
Protecting shield,
Into a box,
We'll be placed,
Into boxes,
Our whole life,
Squares that have,
Strait corners,
All look the same,
Made the same,
Just as the people,
That come out,
Boxes,
Boxes,
Boxes....

People in boxes getting brainwashed.


















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Friday, November 6, 2015

Dreams

Had thy once told me,
Dreams come true,
I had shook my head,
Looked to the lack,
Where ground was aught to be,
Fallen,
I have been,
All my life,
Down to where,
There is not even,
Foundation left,
Not a rabbit hole,
To peek to,
Nothing,
But a girl,
That kept on dreaming,
Of having a dream,
Here I stand,
On solid clouds,
Concrete white,
Telling you,
Dreams come true,
For those who forget,
What sleep is,
Do you believe me?

Dream come true for those who do not sleep.


















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Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Strangeling silence

As you ask me,
What I can not,
Answer,
The way you want,
I feel the silence,
Killing me,
As it has murderd,
You,
Only a thouasand,
Times before,
How many nights,
Had I strangled,
Your self-esteem,
To death,
By ingnoring,
The signs,
We're not in love,
Anymore.

There where bullets in the words I told him,
Shooting him to the ground.





















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Tuesday, November 3, 2015

KIDSKIDSKIDS

Numb,
Nothing,
Not even nothing,
Was what I felt,
When I knew,
If there was anything left,
I should feel it,
It had to be,
This stinging emotion,
The thought I could not,
Resolve,
Yet I was,
Empty,
I was eventually pure...
If  I told you,
Addicts can get clean,
Even when the drugs,
They once got high on,
Are all around...
Would you trust me?

Would you trust me? When I tell you I'm not a kid anymore?















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Monday, November 2, 2015

Teardrops on a steering wheel

Cold air,
In the mids,
Of a winter night,
That once seemed,
As a summer afternoon,
Yet we both know,
The breeze that tangled,
Between our feet,
Was not half as cold,
As frozen hearts,
Can be,
Talking and listening,
To the same old,
Familiar stories,
Of love turning,
To bad blood,
I recall,
I've been here before,
Are you the stranger,
Of whom I've lost,
It's name in the flood,
Of memories turned,
To oblivion,
By the heartbreak,
That thy cold as ice,
Left on me,
On you,
Scars,
Binding us,
In memories,
We've hardly shared,
My familiar stranger,
Left some of his tears,
Some of his salvia,
On my cheeks.


And if you ever want to fall in love,
I'm sure these words are what your looking for,
Go ahead, Find the girl...























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13

As she tried,
To please the world,
She came to the conclusion,
That there is no,
Pleasing one's self,
In attaining the approval,
Of others,
There is not satisfaction,
In gaining the ratification,
Of thy all,
She had lived,
For years trying,
to gain,
What was only,
A road of pain,
Trying to squeeze inside,
The bodice of society,
The opinions of all,
Little did she knew,
It was never worth the fall.

So she stayed the same, what a shame...






















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Sunday, November 1, 2015

Skeleton in my home.

Thoughts,
Came rolling in,
As clouds,
On a rainy day.

Pain,
Crumbled me,
To the ground,
As the last piece,
Fell.

Hits,
Flew across,
The room to anyone,
With heart for literature.

Hurting,
Is supposed,
To make us better,
Meaningful.

Death,
Was not,
The question,
Answer nor salvation,
Missed.

Skeletons,
Live here,
Where you,
Should have been.

I hope you are now as free as the birds you loved to watch fly,
As the words that keep you alive flow,
I hope where ever you are, you are.
















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Thursday, October 29, 2015

M A S T E R P I E C E

That might be,
The biggest paradox of all,
We learn to hate on people that love their selves,
When we should be taught how to love ourselves,
I grew up thinking I had to be perfect,
That I was merely a piece of a puzzle,
One day to be completed...
Now I've spend years trying to figure out,
What kind of puzzle what piece?
 A corner one, some that sticks in the middle?
Only to try and find the one thing that would complete me,
Funny thing is, the one thing that can complete me,
Is me, the love I feel for myself.
See the moment I accept myself as I am,
I feel love, even for the parts of me that aren't to be laid out in store,
It is in that moment that you become whole,
And in that moment as well you become so relentlessly attractive,
That not puzzles but frames seem to fall at your feet,
It was never anyone's intention to fall for a devided girl,
They wanted a work of art,
Little did I knew I wasn't just any piece,
But the masterpiece.

I wanted to live a life worth writing about,
Little did I knew,
I already was.





















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Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Idiot, I love you.

I like when you meet someone for the first time,
And it's not what you thought it would be, 
I like it when it's awkward, 
And more then anything I love it,
When he stumbles and stuttered with every word he said, 
Every step he took... 
Cause that's real, 
That's a natural sense of self. 
It meant I ment something. 
Cause you only stumble, 
Stutter and crumble for someone worth the idiocy... 
Not loving that, 
That would be real foolishness.

If you are lucky enough to find a weirdo,
Never let them go.



















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Monday, October 26, 2015

Weapons

It where not words anymore,
The sounds he made,
Where alarm bells ringing.

It where not words anymore,
Thy where bombshells,
Falling to the ground,
As spoken out.

It where not words anymore,
Yet knifes, and guns,
Shooting and stabbing,
Me down to the ground.

It where not words anymore,
But weapons.

Words are not words,
Weapons are not weapons,
Everything is nothing,
Until we choose,
For them to be.

Words are weapons,
Of mass destruction,
And mass love...
Choose wisely.


























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Sunday, October 25, 2015

Broken bounds.

Lines are drawn,
For reasons,
You can pass,
My line,
Once,
Yet never again.

Rules are made,
For guiding,
You can stray,
This moment,
Now,
Yet never again.

Bounds are sacred,
By value,
You can break,
My trust,
Once,
Yet never again.

Will we be,
Friends,
Never again.

Moral is build,
To count,
Both ways,
Not merely,
Mine,
You're aught to,
As well.

Yet never again.

Never.

The thing is that you knew.
And still you chose,
To hurt me. 

























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Saturday, October 24, 2015

"Whens"

The mirror's image,
Shows that I've reached,
The age of "whens",
When I would imagine myself,
Going to travel the world,
Graduating,
Having built up a life,
To leave behind,
When I'd sneak out,
To go and seek,
Purpose in this world,
In a country,
I've never heard of before,
Send back home,
A dvd of my wedding,
With the people,
Now my family,
That my roots,
Haven't ever met,
Yet here I am,
Staring at the mirror,
For I am still here,
Yet there is no need,
To run, to hide,
For I've already,
Vanished.
























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