Tag: heartbreak

Kingdom Of Kush

Best Served With: Pink + White by Frank Ocean

Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzS3WG6__G4

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My darling boy,

You wear the crown,

She lost her faith,

You’re happy now,

And as she cries,

You are aroused,

You took her heart,

And ripped it out.

 

My loving king,

Your throne awaits,

In this here club,

You are the bait,

Attention starved,

Is your excuse,

You know the pain,

You caused your muse,

 

If this was love,

Would you have danced?

With flashy lights,

And flirty hands,

You tease,

You touch,

You flirt and more,

And then you claim,

Forevermore,

 

Climb this hill,

Mount this flesh,

Show the world,

That you’re the best,

You deserve love,

You deserve care,

You crave her time,

With none to spare.

 

And so, drink till you’re dizzy,

As we should, should we be foul,

Screw the life and trust you built,

Your only care is here and now,

Ellen, Jenny, Olive and Kat,

None remembered after that,

In their eyes you left a joke,

Thus they left you none to hold.

 

But you lose this game of love,

In fairness, a good attempt,

You gave all; from teeth to dove,

Though mistakes cannot repent,

 

You thought your love was strong as stone,

I hope you see it flicks like wax,

As it just hates to be alone,

Quick to burn but never lasts.

 

So, when she paid you no mind

You smoked her behind

And chose to frolic with females,

 

My darling king,

You are cupid’s stupid little joke,

But don’t worry

As when your act blushes a bush,

At least you rule a kingdom of Kush.

 

Elano’s Notes

This one was personal– a product of my regret dabbed in a bit of longing for a lost love. I think it applies today though. Just thinking about when people cheat on their partners repeatedly with a momentary fling, I think it must give them an adrenaline rush. It must be what it feels like to be more than a man. Why else would someone throw away months or even years of built up trust and love for brief breaths of boisterous euphoria, no matter how pink and supple or hard and musky it is? I guess it is also like a parent of a family choosing a 2 door Ferrari over a sturdy 4- door sedan. The sedan is familiar, reliable and routine but the Ferrari is…… well a Ferrari. It promises experiencing the road of life like never before. It is exciting, spontaneous and, ride it fast enough, it lets you dance with death which, let’s face it, makes you feel alive.  It makes you question whether the love you had was really love. I mean, if they truly loved you, they wouldn’t cheat. Right?

…Right?

What do you think?  Let me know in the comments.

Garden of Eden

Best Served With: Lighthouse by Patrick Watson

Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R23bifAbWWs

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Imagine a rose to that gardener,

As he preens and sheens day and night,

She blooms in harsh and fair weather,

And glows in the darkest of light,

Captivating him completely,

Is there no justice left in sight?

For she defies his reality,

But deeply bears a careless spite.

O, how could he have known her stem?

When she herself was left unsure?

He gave his all for her reprieve

And naught but thorns did he endure.

 

He always thought you would leave, didn’t he?

But please don’t take this dream away from me.

 

Elano’s Notes

The Gardener metaphor continues…  Infatuation is a beautiful thing, it is the most vibrant part of love and often times feels like a tornado. It is surreal in that sense, and the object of your affection can do no wrong. But when that tornado dies down and life dishes out a reality-realizing slap, you may find yourself without that person. If that happens, you only have your memories with that person, memoirs of who they were to you, the dream of the love you shared together.

What do you think? Let me know in the comments.

The Naive Rudel.

Best Served With: Ordinary People by John Legend (Instrumental Version)

Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-RfsF6nJiM

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I don’t understand.

Why?

Why when gloomy suns boil their flying oceans,

When azure and scarlet unite in carnage,

When hollow Spartans fight and fuck,

Why do you choose today of all days?

Why after I tell you I love you?

And bare my baby of a soul to callous caramel?

Why let weighty winds whisper worries while you wave woefully?

Summer breeze mournfully kisses my sullen cheeks;

Brown buns cut by salty streams limping downwards,

Racing until they reach the bloody gap where my heart used to be.

 

I always knew you didn’t love me,

But a man can dream, can’t he?

 

Elano’s Notes

Hey guys, the title of the poem refers to Jaufre Rudel, a french poet who was one of the pioneers of love as we know it today. He would write poems only about love but never actually have sexual relations with his lovers. Sometimes, he would even write poems about women he had never seen before but still claimed to love them. Love today is not as unadulterated and simple, we often do whatever we can to protect our hearts and people rarely ever take that dive without testing the waters. This poem is about baring your heart out and that soul-crushing moment when it gets broken. For me, in that moment, time stops and all my thoughts and emotions come rushing in at once. The only question on my mind is why. What do you guys think? Has this been your experience? Let me know in the comments section.