“Misty rain on Mount Lu,
and waves surging in Che-chiang.
When you have not yet been there,
many a regret surely you have;
but once there and heading homeward,
how matter-of-fact everything looks!
Misty rain on Mount Lu,
and waves surging in Che-chiang.”
—- Su Tung-P’o
I dream every night. It’s like I don’t sleep; I’m far to busy venturing rivers and streams, painting graffiti on infinite trains.
My dreams are what dreams are made of. My mind is the money so my vacation is paid up.
Tropical paradises on every turn. I’ve never seen so many gorgeous baby blue pools with pearls twirling my world.
I can fly if I want to and explore. I’m getting good, in fact I’m better than Peter pan. Taking off is tricky but I always land.
My dreams have music so I wake up singing with love. Lyrics that no conscious mind could think of.
My dreams have more amusing amusement parks than Californi and Dubai put together. My subconscious really got her shit together.
I have nightmares worst than Steven kings, but I’ve been into horror flicks since I was a kid.
But this is real time 3d and if it’s too deep I wake up n have some tea.
I dream.
Every.
Single.
Night.
I get lost in pitch black in my bed on a trip LSD couldn’t bring to light.
I get to live past futures; in surreal movements, clearer than glass to my mind when it computes it.
But my minds far more complex. More convex it sees more than I can comprehend.
How many times I saw the end or woke up to a new beginning, open my eyes and the rooms spinning,
Damn I’m dizzy that was trippy.
What were those lyrics I heard angels signings?
I turn the light on.
I got the light, write before it’s gone.
Pick up a pen and write down this midnight song.
-Nina
Inhaling
Closing heavy eyes
Return to the moment
Exhaling negative energy
Return
Exhale
Now I’m where I’m meant to be
Luminous in nature
I’ve returned.
Exhale
Nina Yin.
Inspired by @Zen Flash. Post. Follow him!
This poem plays a huge role for me as a writer; The movie Slam resonated deep inside me. This is just one of the poems in the movie…
My back is against a brick wall
I got a Mack truck two inches from MY FACE!!
Well run free baby, run now
It just looks hard, but it would be, SOOO easy
Just turn around and go!
Clip all the wires, hook-ups and hangups
And then you’re HOME FREE
You can give birth, to an excuse so easily
You’ll believe it’s always been there
While the natural order made-to-order
By your forever clever MIND
CONSTANTLY protecting you against things
You no longer need to be protected FROM!
AND I, BELIEVE!
I believe like a holy roller
Singing sweaty preaching Go Tell It On The Mountain
While speaking in twenty different tongues and diving
In ten thousand feet of baptismal water
Without a life preserver
I believe like my bullet-ridden brother
Out there somewhere RIGHT NOW
Gurgling blood through his LAST BREATH
Spitting out a red bright prayer
So new, so sweet, so baby fresh
So full of truth he thinks he can save his life!
God does not exist in desperation
And Hope is lying dead, somewhere in the sewer
Down the street around the corner in the alley
Underneath the feet of somebody
ITCHING SCRATCHING TREMBLING
JONES’N for that next hit and suckin somebody’s dick!
Got two minutes y’all
I got TWO MOTHERFUCKIN MINUTES
Before I run free or die, y’all!
Two minutes…
Before I, smash my face into the grill of a Mack truck
Before I get, ten thousand bricks shoved up my ass
Before I, RUN, FREE OR DIE.
Sonja John
Slam – the movie
Ultra inspired
energized bunny style I hope you can feel it my love
Begging you to feel my love ;I’ve never been happier
Saturated in a good thing with you my love.
I’m on my way baby and you being the destination I type away.
Wit’ such Infatuation.
Me being the only one you trust I believe it to be my case too
No one on earth can replace you…my one ; my one is you
Your my refuge; always needing you around, holding me down
Your my only one and you make me proud.
Smile for me,cause that’s like the pinnacle.
On top the world with you. You my God Damn…
Miracle.
To LC
LOVE NINA
I smile through great obstacles
Strive for the moments of magic
I see it all around me, dancing along the city lights
In the essence of my home and my lover.
Pushing, striving to keep this magic alive.
I would’ve guessed I’d be dead by now when I was youth;
Depressive state.
But now….
Everything’s is in its place
With the potential to become something better.
I become less and less afraid; stronger every day.
Smiling…
Nina
The peaceful raindrops on my neighbors tin roof are calming to the soul.
I’m eating fresh fruit with angelic vocal trance playing out of my devices.
I optimistically picture the after of the sunrise for the night is in midway and it’s pitch black out my window
My lovers essence fills my head adding more divine texture to this moment as I smile.
Just another beautiful morning.
Beautiful nights, dinner and movies.
My mood uplifted,
a little bit of kissing.
Falling asleep together;
Complete.
Simplicity is bliss.
To my love.
LC
From Nina
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