Too Much. Still Vague. Fake Smile

Summer is right there on the corner

He is letting all of his worries cover

The only weapon he have is a soulful prayer

In the road full of insincerity and danger

All he see is a light in the manger

Yet he is still stuck on a melting dreams

Staying up all night and day on the seams

Making his way inside the ozone of the streams.

Its ending soon

Too soon to prepare myself to ride a balloon 

In this tug of war inside the lagoon

So idle, tangled, rattled and maroon

Life is unfair yet its never here too soon

He's getting vague responses under the sky

All of this circumstances around him questioning why oh why

Still making his way not making himself cry.

Its false hopes again

It feels like pouring rain and flowing pain

He understands everything but there's a wall to gain

Its a world wide wind and its making him insane

He wait there too long and his knees hurting at the lane

Too lame in the development

Its a mind over matter argument

Getting his room for improvement. 

A Tinsly Note

Blueberry cheesecake that's how I indulged myself in food

A little of sugar in a cup of milk tea

A bite of cucumber and some lettuce too

A spoonful of creamy soup and pieces of chocolate

These are my guilty pleasure. . .I have to be slim and fit.

Little black dress is all I wanted to wear

Glitters on my stilettos sparkling when I strut and wave my hair

Got to put on my diamonds shining like stars

I'm in my red luscious lips and signature bags

And its sunny outside. . .let my pink glasses protect me.

  He's looking at me more than just a couple time

Walk towards me and asked if I'm free tonight

The whisper tickles me so light and makes me blush

Inhaling all the atmosphere saying "yes" and "why"

Now I'm in a room full of romance and candles. . .he's all the man I ever wanted.

A man who is. . .

Thoughtful, honest and caring whatever the scene were in to

Faithful ans loyal, although it is synonymous he must possessed it

Always makes me happy and makes things so interesting

Respectful and God-fearing, its the most thing he should have.

I'm just a girl and I need to step back and remind myself

I'm a girl. . .fully innocent and vividly modest

I am a girl with a conscious mind and heart 

I don't need to hurry things up and I need to enjoy life

I am hopeful and honest. . .I am Tinsly and this is my note.

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What's The Remedy?

CLARITY

Little talks, little walks, those little moments

In a summer haze it all turns in to ashes

People talk, people walk all the same way

And I have decided to see the other way

Same talks, old walks seems so soft

I want to make a difference all around the loft.

INSANITY

Little sadness, little madness is all I have

Life is a circle with an infinity sign at the center

Your sadness and his madness makes all the pink cloud

The melody of love is distorted and loud

Same sadness, old madness in all the same path

What made you crumble is always associated with math.

TRAGEDY

Little water and little fire is a poison in a bottle

 I try to cuddle yet it turns into a monster

Your water, my fire made this room full of desire

Rain keep on pouring and I am definitely your master

Same water, old fire turns the woods in to pieces of charcoal

And that's the same time you and I experience our final fall.

REMEDY

Little moves, little steps make a big hole

I've done that and I survive what was told 

Your moves and my steps now are on the opposites

It is better this way and all things are in easy transits

Same moves, old steps are on my garbage bag

Just the same old me and this is my remedy.

✔☠✔☠✔☠

Monotonous

Sleep, Eat, Study, Pray, Sleep

It's always this

How can I make a bliss

In a haste of one way hiss 

Then all of a sudden I miss to kiss

Why should I take a risk?

If I'm all bored with this.

I feel so monotonous

My life or maybe I make my own way

To make the urge here to stay

And forever then is not away

I got to do this from what the future lay

At least I'll do my part and I got to pay

All of the drops of sky in a gleeful way.

I am a zombie

That whole strange feeling

Feeling of interference whenever I'm walking

In the middle of the hallway where they keep talking

Talking of 'I Don't Knows' while there eyes is blinking

I made me to this silent child in the making

Who will talk to you and make you do some laughing.

I've got this

It's a teenager thingy

When every words uttered gets so stingy

Smells like burned paper with brandy

Tears you up to death of insecurity

And just leave you down below in misery

Yet you wake up all day and pretend that you are happy.

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- its been a while the last time I post something here....sorry. I got so busy on my study.

All I Want

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How can it be when it is so impossible?

Differences and gender is durable

Age doesn't matter and I hope its that simple

I like your smile; the way you move; and you're humble

You and me together even the skies will crumble.

Who? You. . .

Meeting of our eyes even for a split second makes me blush

Everything in my world seems a sweet mash

I can't focus myself in an state of hush

While sitting here I just want to take time of lush.

Why I am writing this poem when I'm not even sure

All of my feelings and anxiety uncured 

My heart is at you and my mind is on a tour

I'm not even sure if you like me that leaves me unsecured

But then its you I like the most.

Should I stop the feeling or should I let go

What if there's a possibility

A hope than is little that tiny

Maybe I'll just prepare myself for a laughter or regret 

But its clear to me that all I want is you.

▲▲▲ ‏

Late Night

Put my headphones on

Tuned in my favorite songs

Keep replaying all my wrongs

And I've been single for so long

Its all in my mind when I'm alone.

Lately tears are fading

But it's clear that I am craving

I hate to label and handle

All the commitments at the cradle

Yet I miss the feelings and how to cuddle.

I open up my window and see the sky

Black color and diamonds up high

I can't help myself but to cry

Reflects all my dreams and desire

This late night it's okay to be sad.

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✞   ✞   ✞ ‏

Perks of Being Single

✈ ✈ ✈

No man is an island

Yet I'm here in a single gland

Trying to keep my feet on the ground

With a fire inside like a greyhound

Can not see a love that I finally found.

Freedom was given

Time has loosen

Patience was proven

I was with Him and enlightened

I learn to talk and listen.

Peace is too much

No one caress me nor touch

Guilty in every inch to my crotch 

Movies are all watched 

I feel so alone as such.

It is a choice

First it gives you joys

Chilled nights and morning moist

Two wide road in a hoist

You hold it till you found yourself lost.

Treacherous slopes

 Betraying hopes

Colliding loops of affecting scuffs 

Where is the one with eyes for soups

Rides with me in an endless proofs.

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Nastasia Scott Is A Model Inside & Out

Nastasia is my favorite among the girls of this cycle of ANTM. Why? Well she represents a true meaning of being a model from the inside and out. Just take a look at the video above...she is taking no regrets at all and thankful for all her fans (I'm one of them...a HUGE fan).

I'm so mad. Really am I. How come a chameleon-oh-so-model-material-girl like Nastasia went home and did not win it all. I swear I'm so angry to the judges except for Tyra and I'm annoyed by the haters of Miss Scott.

I hate the three remaining fake girls. Not to offend their supporters but I have to let you know how crazy-mad I am letting Nastasia go.

Due to this reasons I'm not watching ANTM19 anymore.

Well...she's still my winner.

I love you girl :)

Photos courtesy of Google.com  

False Hopes

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Sharp curves and slippery pavements

Shuttered glass and broken movements

A boy breathing alive but live in silence

Who practice acceptance; punished with patience

I never understand the principles of science

Even the art of Renaissance.

Spooky freaks and rough skyline

Merry faces yet with limited time

There is a fine line between love and pain

There is a borderline of being insane

Insanity; my vanity remain

I thought you're always there to sustain.

Grey clouds and dead stars

Huge black holes and bloody scars

Yes, promises are made to be broken

All my words are leave unspoken

But I stand still and wait for that door to open.

Again. . .False hopes in my way

It's not okay to be okay

In these hour of my life I need to fly

Up above in the sky

All I want is to be there and be there forever to stay. 

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