Posts Tagged: love

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Once Asked

Once asked what I
regret most in life,
I said nothing while
my heart knew the
converse truth.

Once asked what is
love, I said no words
could capture it, as
my brain scrambled
to find the words to
tell you I love you.

Once asked what
was wrong and why
the tears caressed
my mind, I said nothing
with the best false
smile i could conjure.

Once asked what lied
beyond death and I
said I had no clue,
as my soul looked
past the veil and into
the purest love ever.

Once asked why,
I said because and
in that simple word
I lost what I meant.

You see when you
let go of the truth
its like pretending to
be invisible.

And a truth is to beautiful
to try and hide, and
the truth I know is that
life is full of regret and
pain and unknowing
but it is also full of love
and beauty and is worth
living no matter what.

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- Jon Capozzoli
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Hate

Hate has all types of forms
but all of them are Ignorance.
No matter who, the hater
is full of Ignorance.
Unwilling to learn and only
willing to prove their side
right and not caring who gets
hurt along the way. Ignorance.
God or not, the fundamental
human being is the same, and
if you persecute one of the other
you are simply breading it. Ignorance.
White or black or yellow or any
color, if you hold one higher then the
other and treat another man as lesser
you are simply full of Ignorance.
If what a man or woman loves
makes you hate them, makes you loath
them with so much depth. Ignorance.

And I have grown tired of the ways
of this. All of the persecution of men
and women. I am tired of the words
full of this poison that you breed.
You ask whats wrong with the world
that an Atheist or Christian may be
ripped apart by one another, well the
problem is YOU and YOUR Ignorance.
It was never because of God, or Love
or Biology, it was simply your pathetic
unwillingness to listen, to learn.
And I have grown tired, I have grown
sorrowful, I have grown into an old man with
stone colored eyes all at the cost of
your Ignorance.

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Do You Remember

Those nights in which pacts were made
never to let go, never to let me fall into
an abyss so deep that it would consume
all life and hope. Those days in which
you held my hand so tight that I thought
that God would be jealous of our love.

Or how about the words said in earnest.
The modest compliments that blossomed
into an eternal joy. The sweet nothings
whispered in my sleep to you. The many
long nights of sweet nothings exchanged.

How about when you changed.
Getting your way only.
Walking away from mistakes
and turning your back from sorrow.
Becoming so arrogant nothing could
touch you.
Closing your eyes and ears.
Closing your mind to reason.
Talking to only those of like minds.

I remember those days.
I remember fear.
I remember love.
I wish i didn’t have to.

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Falling

Stepping to the edge
and unfolding the wings
and the feathers into
the soft solar breeze
of a million suns.
Caressing each
inch of flesh, as eyes
stair into the bright abyss.
Its alien and so
familiar like the feel
of golden grass brushing
a pair of bear legs.
Stepping forward and breathing
in the astral realm.
The brilliant clouds of carmine and
amber flow in like an ocean
embracing the shallow recesses
of coastal stones.
Embracing the emptiness ahead,
beginning to plummet to the depths
of the endlessness. Regressing
to the place of all birth, becoming
part of the particles that birthed.
Feeling the solar sting as it rives
the body. Waning out of our dreams
and back to our immortal love

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"Until the day that people accept that a human being is such, they will just be people. They will live a life deaf and blind, ignorant of the one truth there is in this world. Until the day that it does not matter where you are from, what clothes you wear or who you choose to love, people shall never know peace. Humans are humans, they are not numbers or words, they are not cold and can not be calculated by any means, humans are something beautiful. Humans can see you cry and cry with you, they can see you smile and share in your joy, their empathy never ends. Humans know the one truth, it is simple and fragile, and can be contorted and distorted, but it can never be lost : Love simply and don’t ask too many questions."

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Wishes

I just wish I could
Shut down
Shut in
forget all the pain
and sadness and
walk on, walk into
a bright shiny future
but the truth of it is
that all I want is to
live and not be judged
not be put into a corner.
I just want to be able to
breath, to not be sad or
alone, but that’s not in my
deck of cards, I don’t get
to choose my life and
for a lot of people that is
hard to understand, that
someone so strong could
just be controlled, but its
true. Some of us aren’t as
perfect as we look, we
are flawed and cracked
and misshapen, we
have one thing though.
We have love.

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Drifting in the Salt Water Sea and Basking in the Moon

He gave it all, exuding from every fiber of his being
a love beyond all things, a love deeper then the sea
he now floats in. Richer then the salt that swirls
about in the water, in particles, in the pitch black
waters that wrap him and lap him. Death was at his
doorstep and he accepted the kiss with a smile.
His love was brighter then the minds of the
men of alchemy, men of physic, men of law. It was
brighter then the moon beams that caress his paling
skin it their parlor. He walked with his angels and his
demons, he walked in mercy and regret. He joined
Death in her stroll to the sands of the shore. His love
was sweeter then the smell of the night flowers that
bloomed at his feet. His love was sweeter then their
nectar. Sweeter then ambrosia, sweeter then manna.
And he looked back into Death’s soft grey eyes and
let himself into the dominion of the waters. His love
was truer then the grace of Holy men, artists, or mad men.
His love was truer then any words that were ever spoken
by God, human, or book. His love was true enough to let
him see that he was just human. He floated into the water
and stared at the moon and he shed a tear, not out of fear
or rage, out of pain, pain that the world turned away
the greatest gift it could receive. Just for a moment
in the great vastness of time, a single man shed a single tear
in the pitch black waters of the starry night light seas on the
outskirts of darkness. Death sat on the shore and in her hand
developed his tear, singular and pure, she put it in her pocket
and walked on

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God is Here

I found God in the eyes of a man.
Some say he is light and warm
but he was just as dark as you
and I. It was pure love, nothing
more and nothing less.
Unconditional.

I found God in the hands of a man.
They were as cold as the snow.
They held mine and I felt warm.
They were soft and caring,
as if I were loved.

I found God in every step he took.
Each one filled with purpose.
I saw in it compassion and gentleness.
Each one delicate yet strong.
I finally felt safe.

I found God in every word he spoke.
Like rain and thunder.
Each one filled with love, eternal love.
He spoke with me and then I
knew that I would be okay.

I found God in the darkness.
I found God when I lost everything.
I found God in myself and in him.
He was not divine but human.
I found God.
I found God and God found me.

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To the One Who Says He’s Mad

I did this to you, I made you lost
in your own mind and I made you
want to run and hide. I made you
afraid of the monsters inside my
rib cage, inside my heart. I made
you collapse into a comatose
psychosis. I made you hate love.
It was me- me- and no other
that put you in this state.
I am sorry but I am the disease.
I am the plague. I am the illness.
But no more, no more will I harm
you. I will not be the monster.
I will be the angel once more.
And the madman shall see the angel
and smile again.

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It Dosn’t Matter

Your heart may be shattered or put together
and I will still hold it close. The melody can
be clear or muddy but I will still sing. If words
are unsaid or if they hurt, I will still know you
love me. When the sky is full of grey and
the lighting strikes fear in you, I will come
and hold you close in your bed. For a moment
I will bring the color back. The life and joy
will return as I bring you into my chest.
I will always be there, always.

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A Kiss

When I can kiss him, its like the sun and the moon
line up and there is bliss everywhere, no tears.
And its when I kiss him that the sun shines the brightest
and the warmth of his heart flows into my heart.
Its like when you open that one present on Christmas
and you just can’t believe your eyes. Yet
somehow no matter how many times our lips touch
each is special and each precious. Yes I call
him an angel and he is my perfect dream. It happens
sometimes, but this time to me. But no matter
how angelic he is, there is nothing more brilliant
then the spark of human joy that I get from holding
him, from laying next to him, from simply saying
I love you.
There is nothing better then those words, well
nothing that is but a kiss.

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Notice the Nightingale

Looking down it hopes you notice,
the lament is in its eyes.
It is ready to leave, but for you
and only you it stays.
Will you hear the somber
words that flow from its throat?
It waits there and sings and
sings and you just watch it.
You watch it climb the branches
as it waits through the winter.
It sees you and it loves you even
though you are through the glass.
As it waits all you see is
the songbird, not the Nightingale.

It is stuck as the Nightingale.
It is not the Robin or the Lark.
It is stuck with sorrow deep in
itself but for you it is happy.
For you the Nightingale is not
singing of the boundaries of life.
It wants to be, to be with you.
Not a songbird, a Nightingale.

Its wings bathed in the rain petals.
The sun glinting its brow and head.
All it asks is to be seen.
It knows what it is in your heart.
It sees what could be.
Not a songbird, not a Nightingale.
Perpetual Love.

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The Gifts

When we enter the spectrum of earth
we are brought on to this idea of ideals.
We are taught to love one another but
through it we learn hate.We use its
construct as justification for fear.
We are taught to be generous and
through it we learn greed and envy.
The double sided sword links the two.
There are some that link the worlds and
the spectrum is ravaged with muddy reds.
They live in the shallowness of popular
choice. Then you have the ones that
forget the constructs and build their own.
They love for the sake of their own joy.
They are generous for the sake of a smile.
They give willingly and freely and they know,
in their hearts that beauty is not a commodity,
not property but is free to grow where it wants.

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Compassion

When you smile when they say good night
and see and endless road. It stretches
into the soft purple and pink welkin only broken
by the straying cloud. I see no end, forever
lasting ken of my eye. It is possible, I know,
the world is smiling and it is well. The dance
of Ostare grows and flows through the
darkest night, as black as the mouth of hell.
It is the aurora that covers me in light, now
unafraid. It breaks only with the sun and then
even then, the colors shatter and bath me
in their immortality. This feeling, so small,
in the back of my head and yet it changes life.
I wish that it will never stop. Oh God never let
it stop.

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Push

It happened, into a situation where it was stuck.
It happened, into the voided unknown and it was left.
It happened and now it has no idea where it is.
No clues as to how to proceed.
It was pushed and now it must feel guilt?
In no reality is it that it should feel this.
In no sudden change should it be forced.
It is no perpetual savior, no glowing messiah.
It was pushed and look at them now.
Look at the beast of burden.
Look at how sweet Atlas is weighed down with
your encumbrances, your wishes, your molds.
Look at what you made and think, are you proud?
Is it pride that drives you on to be a false friend?
To cling on to something you killed long ago?
This being, so removed from itself, is a golem.
Its a soulless entity that drifts now as ethereal
as an angel, reaching out but not knowing for what.
It loves. It breaths. It talks and walks but now for its fate
it is helpless, just as in Prague. Once living now dead.

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- Jon Capozzoli