Exam SeasonExam season!Exam Season4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know what that means -
Endless restless nights,
Between caring too much and not enough;
There's just so much stuff
To drill in!
And the threat of failure
Hangs over you like a fairytale curse
Because there's nothing worse
Than not being good enough.
But let me tell you this -
There's more to life,
More to you
Than A B C D E;
Exams don't measure your worth.
Can't you see?
You are so much more
Than the number they assign you.
Love yourself this exam season.
But don't tear yourself apart
By pushing yourself clean off the edge.
Fear.What if I'm so brokenFear.22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
That the only way I know how
To be loved
Is to be hurt?
ix.you left cinders,ix.1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
left me to lie once,
and you placed the ashes at
it's not my fire, but you left
with the pain.
you dripped the heat
over my tongue,
let it devour its way
to my soul.
and you wonder why my heart,
to cool off the
you dragged me down into your own
inferno so you could pull
[look at the hell you've caused .]
PretendshipIn you,Pretendship8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't see
You're just a
All you do
The next time
you have a problem,
Don't come to me
You've put me through
The next time
you need my advice,
to pay the price,
I will not be nice.
you don't care;
So don't you dare
and expect me
to be fair!
the grin of the moonshe drew his dumbstruck gazethe grin of the moon5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
like blooms up from the ground
and set tiny perfect fear
inside the spirals of his ears
he was watching the spin
and noted every color in her limbs
like supple blush and porcelain
i'd sing this verse like new
but all the chords are struck
in rashly flattered orbits
held by asthmatic forces
darling press me again
into the earth we share
and i'll never look away
Once Bitten, Twice ShyWhen you kissed me, I believed,Once Bitten, Twice Shy2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
for a splinter of a moment, I did.
When you snapped your teeth shut
around my tongue,
when you tugged your head back
and rammed my shoulders
with the heels of your hands to jolt us apart
when you clicked
those crimson stubs closed again
over the vulnerable chunk of meat
I'd foolishly granted you access to -
when you did all of this
biting through tendon and taste buds
until finally you got what I wanted in the first place,
me spilling my heart to you,
all over your precious white rug,
but I knew, before my heart cracked
trying to pump air to my disorientated thoughts,
I knew I shouldn't have said anything at all.
I Love YouThe darkness of my heart overwhelms meI Love You2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its getting so dark I can barely breathe
I don't mean the things I say
I don't mean the things I do
Its the demon eating away at my soul
I'm fighting the inevitable
Just to be with you
But what can I do?
The rainbow has faded to black
My heart is cracking and bleeding
Every innocent flower has its bad days
You must understand me
I love you more than anything
I worry about you all the time
It pains me to see you hurt
The fear of losing you is cutting me like a knife
Forgive me...forgive me...please I beg of you
Do not listen to the demon in my blackened heart
Listen to the girl who loves you with all her heart
These words of passion I whisper to you
You must hear these words of truth
"I love you"
DNRheart skeweredDNR1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
mad, wild knitting
warmth without design
for you then
you don't want it
don't need it
mad, wild knitting
11it came first during the night1119 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
quietly and humble
not daring to see the light of day
it came next during the morning
early hours and soft desires
reaching for the sun
and then it flooded every sense
soft touches, warm smell, sweet taste
it ran into the sun freeing itself
it is revolting, my love
and yet you held it
Sheon nights like theseShe20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
the silence reaps for me
she speaks and groans
a cry from deep
and shows me
what ive hidden
what ive burried
what ive lost
Las ranasThe ground is spinning like a carousel,Las ranas10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I want to grip the clouds betwixt my fingers to stay upright.
My mouth tastes like bitter and my ears ring like echoes and my
skin crawls like insects and my nose smells like sickness
and all I see are spots.
My insides feel like burning smells—bitter, sharp, wrong
—and all I can think about now is that day in Old San Juan,
listening to the frogs chirp with Maritza.
I want to fall and melt into the pavement,
but the children are still laughing and that’s strange.
I’m sitting on the steps and the spots are disappearing
and I smell pernil in the air. There’s a nurse inside and there’s
sickness inside and so I can’t eat, no.
“Quieres arroz con gandules, nena?”
The leaden grip of mourning extends from the house,
and I think of the tubes and the little white hospital bed,
and there’s hope. Because maybe the worst is over?
But I can hear someone com
--your gaze is like diamond: cutting, brilliant, and hard to obtain--20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Vile WordsWhy is it that the ones who are so seemingly innocentVile Words3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Are the ones who are so easily corrupted?
More importantly, why are we so willing
To corrupt the young and the pure?
We curse and speak of sexual acts and violence
As such common, trivial points of discussion.
Are we truly so numb that we fail to see the poison we spew?
Or perhaps we simply no longer care.
Wake up and take caution of the vile things you say.
supermarket giantsgod told me to go fuck myself in the middle of costcosupermarket giants18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
& left me standing there,
my head reeling with the reverberation of her syllables;
maybe i should have stayed to cuddle after all.
ToskaSunday evening sunset viewed through the windowToska22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am his namesake, but there is another beside him
There is love but it is stilted, conformed to a foreign paradigm
One that poisons me though, in desperation, in youthful trust and hope
I tried to drink that cup, and when offered more, I refused
It was my agony, in a port wine reduction, till it gleamed like ebony
Outside, the summer lawns reclined in their glory
Amplified in the dusky shadows, dignified, stately, ambassadorial
And I stood there in the anteroom, looking at what I could not hold
I cannot inhabit their songs, I realized then,
For they withered away long ago
threebreathe it all insidethree11 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
three year old soul
to big for the body
in constant motion
savoring the world
Thoughts (about this photo)Thoughts (about this photo)16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A mist morning long ago
a photo taken then
of times and towns and merry go rounds
and memories of when
a younger person I was then
with life still left to live
and now I look with saddened eyes
and wish it back again.
It flurries past without a thought
of days and weeks and years
and then one day when you awake
there's nothing left but tears
and blurry shadows of those days
reminders of the past
it makes you stop and think out loud
of how it went so fast.
DisillusionedThe sky,Disillusioned7 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
is a mad, mocking grin
that refuses to reflect this
oklahoma sun.hubcap kid scraping along a rustedoklahoma sun.1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
highway, headed to a house he can
smother in sticky notes and labels that
read HOME, where he'll rip out his heart
and hang it from the chandelier, over
the hearth that faces an arkansas sunrise
and a new mexico sunset—the plains of
peace pipes and patrolling the border
for colored folk, of transphobia and meth
labs and no cuban restaurants in sight—
hispanic kid collecting dust in his mother's
basement, choking on weeds and dog
dander, trying to pull the hand from his
throat—he takes to the road with an
acoustic guitar and a girlfriend, eating
rubble, but exhaling pure carbon dioxide
Another Side-PoetryAnother SideAnother Side-Poetry13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
With a single drop,
I knew what's coming.
He held his head,
I could hear the drumming,
His eyes turned cold,
His fingers clenched,
Red swirled with gold.
His sanity's benched.
He looked at me,
With this crazed smile.
I don't know him,
The storm was red,
Screams were heard.
Terror was spread.
My vision blurred.
I found him covered,
His eyes were closed.
The terror was over.
Silence was heard,
He's alive I know,
Oblivious to him,
The monster who hides
The Art of Silent CryingOver the year you've learned the skills,The Art of Silent Crying6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
so you can cry in plain sight.
Yet nobody will ever tell,
because of the steps you take.
Never breathe through your nose,
always use your mouth.
Make sure to never choke on a breath,
by keeping it deep and slow.
The obvious is to hide your face,
with a book or even your hair.
So now you're a master,
at this valuable skill.
Just never forget your breathing,
or let people see your face.
After all the art of silent crying,
was made so they can't see your pain.
I love youFragile bonds wrought in three wordsI love you19 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
promises said and unsaid
Can lead to life together or
could, in one moment, just be dead.
architect, darlingdo not stand apace and marvelarchitect, darling3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
at what you have created -
the world does not listen to what the earth
has yet to say; these windows let
in the sun and destroy the image
that one can reflect
oneself on anything.
forgive me if your beams are breaking under blunders -
this land wasn't level in the first place, love,
forget how it ever felt to
live without luster. i am the reason these ceilings
have caved; these roads are not paved with
the earth will quake to save you,
darling, crush your soul to shreds of rubble, past and future -
it will not let you survive as humble, for you cannot
survive in vain.
forgive this world, but no man in it -
they are doing what they've been told.
this life was not meant to be lived for the lost, the calling.
you've the heart of an architect;