Bathing in Tea

I'm tired of f*****g dreaming...

Bathing in Tea

 

Tea baths, I need to take in. Sip of its grand design. With cherry leaves, lavender, and pomegranate, I leak into mine…own view of separatism, a lovely f*****g joke.

 

Like dreams of my creating, being left on repeat; Witches burn my heart out, and eat of me as a man. Get rid of the bits of my person that are in itself a wrong.

 

For what is there without them? If all the happy wants; without prejudice for being, without dim sight of a woman, casting shadows on a man.

 

I’m tired of ugly paintings, of the beautiful things in life; you still have yet to break free. You bear goggles of societal design.

Author's Note

Reviews

[joshua deathdealer]

Jim Morrison probably died again in another lifetime while this was being written. Each stanza goes deeper and deeper into an understanding that comes only to those who don't wait but yet stand in the paint and scream at the masses of how things really are. Like every true artist I've ever experienced, Prophet Jeremiah, ect. lol..

It isn't pretty so the hell with it. Take a bath in some tea...Any kind of tea.

It's funny because I came home from work yesterday and my sister was actually preparing a bath of Earl Gray. True story. Supposedly it helps soothe a sunburn...I said wtf I was really looking forward to drinking that.

[V. P. Trujillo]

Hah! Quite a funny story with your Sis, but thank you a lot. I really appreciate in-depth reviews like this, it comes across as very authentic. Perhaps try a tea bath some time?

[SquinklaPsyOps]

It could be about a person that spends her time daydreaming and reminism in the past of how intelligent she is, when in reality she is not the only person in the world that thinks the same but in her world she thinks she is the only one and she is tired of watching time fly by in her head because she doesn't have a diary to make those moments come back alive'

[Michelle N. H.]

You don't know what's good, before you've had a taste of the bad. You won't know what it is you need, before you've held the opposite. Every scar we are granted is another lesson learned and another given opportunity to grow. How we take action, how we choose to move on, who we choose to become, that is what's most important.

Your heart is powerful, and it can mend. One should always remember that to love is to trust fully, and where there's a lack of trust, there is no true love.

Don't lose faith in the future. The right woman will show when the time is proper for you both. It is like doing a puzzle. Different pieces are required to be put together before you end up with the result, the meaning of it all, the final portrait, and the utmost beauty. It is not in your cards to be left on repeat and end up by yourself. You are too special to go unnoticed.

This one affected me very much. I don't like the thought of you hurting.. Nonetheless, it is beautifully written, through a soft and razor-sharp dimness.

As a last comment.. There is nothing wrong about dreaming, for that is to hope as well, without it we'd be empty vessels and life would be a bore. Dream on, and meet her there, the woman who's meant for you, and when you cross paths in reality, there'll be no doubt. It's an inner knowing :)

[V. P. Trujillo]

Thank you, Michelle. Very much.. I have been a bit turbulent lately, back-and-forth with wondering what to do, and if there is anything 'to do'. Not necessarily about love relationships, but school, life, future stuff. I guess that and Love is thrown into a mix, because of repeated patterns and dreams.

[Michelle N. H.]

There is always something which can be done, I'd like to think. It's all about will and allowing oneself to perceive the different opportunities, but you're aware of that already.. :)

[V. P. Trujillo]

I won't count myself among those whom 'know' or are 'aware' but instead, I just am as I am, with green eggs and ham.

[Michelle N. H.]

Hm, tasty :/

[V. P. Trujillo]

I didn't found it splendid, in the sense of you feeling that way, for I know where this comes from, it's rather, honest... raw, real, and it's maybe beautifully written, rather then splendid, for true hurt, ain't splendid. (That's what I mean). True hurt, is rather, whole. And it shows here, "Hysteria" is all around, and into dreams, it speaks. The Core-Muse is there, drowning, in your subconcious, haunting and tickling your darker feelings... there is duality in this... rich metaphor, and the "unknown" that peeks in.

I like your darker moods, for they bring the best art in you above, it seems you're free in here.

So rich, so powerful, well written. You know you rock-botom-best brother...
Delightful days are to come ;-)

- Sis.

[V. P. Trujillo]

Thanks, Sis. I actually do agree with you, quite a lot. It is the darker side of life which breeds some excellent writes.

Anitime bro.... and yes... but I'm glad to know the balance is back :) xx

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid poem. Pen on...:)......

[V. P. Trujillo]

Thanks, Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)..................

[Nix]

An immensely creative poem. Very well written. Somehow you managed to make "f*****g" an elegant word.
Well done.

[V. P. Trujillo]

Hah, I was not aware of that. x) Thank you!