A world of porcelain peopleWe live inA world of porcelain people1 day ago in Free Verse
a world full
is a living
day and age:
pick up your
at daybreak and
drape it over the
we are all
eyes open but
we are all pretty porcelain people
living in a pretty porcelain world
but our masks
(and reveal the ugly truth)
DisappearSometimes, when I'm sadDisappear1 day ago in Free Verse
I remember that one time,
All I had to worry about was
If the bubbles I had blown, were about to
Sometimes, when I'm sad
I remember that one time,
I began to worry about the day that
My childhood would simply
Sometimes, when I'm sad
I remember that some day,
When I'm sitting with my husband
In the old old house... my days will simply
And that day,
The day when my heartbeat is
The day when my breath
Truly gets taken away.
That's the day
When my worries, my concerns, my fears...
Radiant Smile...A radiant smile as yoursRadiant Smile...23 hours ago in Free Verse
is hard to find,
but when I look at yours
I want to cry.
When I look a little closer
I can see your eyes,
And it makes me want to scream.
Nothing escapes your gaze,
yet you remain silent.
Like a reaper,
observing from shadows.
Such a vivid and bright soul
went almost invisible in front
of our judgmental eyes.
And we did nothing.
twenty..twenty.18 hours ago in Free Verse
winter's been settling in our eyelashes, finding a home among the stillness.
supernovas in skin, we were never stars, only the dying light in fresh blood, every wound we've had fringed with frostbite.
see these scars?
tell me you can't bury dead things in frozen ground.
( don't forget to take the withering flowers when you leave, darling.
funerals just aren't quite the same without them. )
dissect the planet, search for things we'll never find.
you've got mortician's eyes, and i have scalpel fingers; let us discover what killed venus.
did mercury poison her? did earth drown her?
did mars choke her?
let us unravel the tendrils of sunlight in her arteries, witness the flicker of a memory of warmth behind her cold eyes.
we'll only expose with horror that the fingerprints are our own, the blood under her nails our own.
( we killed our own love,
do we let the wi
TreeTree14 hours ago in Free Verse
i sit under my old oak tree
on the lonely shore of a black sea
i used to be lively, care free
now look what i've done to me
suddenly the tree begins to sway
i fear for myself, i must run away
roots around me, how did i become this way
the ocean attacks me with it's spray
i need to break free, don't know how
the roots hold me, getting away they won't allow
i'm strung as tight as a violin bough
looks like i'll always live here now
i just want to be free
but away i just can't flee
the tree giggles happily
but me? i'm part of this tree.
(will i ever see you again?)
sinksmoke slithers around the rose bud sprouts of my stomach,sink14 hours ago in Free Verse
oozes around the tangled vines on my chest;
leaves fall from the branches in my mind
to the tip of my swollen tongue.
i cough them up in a haze of dust and flames,
spitting up a last few drops of passion
before the sink into negative space.
''Emine''Many people have been near me,''Emine''8 hours ago in Free Verse
But they were never there for me.
Many people see my face every day,
But they can never see who I am.
Many people speak the same language with me,
But they could never understand me.
You though, you are different;
You’re miles away from me, yet you’re always here for me.
You had no idea how I look,
Yet you could see who I am from the very start.
Our mother tongues are not the same,
Yet you’re the only one who can always sort me out.
I used to believe that Angels don’t touch ground
But you are the proof that I was wrong.
I don’t know why, but God has sent you to me
And you’re the greatest gift I could ever receive.
Σ’ αγαπώ πολύ
SentimentFor unseen reflections I publish again;Sentiment1 day ago in Free Verse
For words unsaid, for thoughts upon my bed.
Could I arise,
And tell you my mind?
My heart and my soul?
While time passes me by?
I write in fragmented sentences.
Shattered together. Side by side.
Upon this ground could I write and write,
These tears that are dry,
On the outside?
Around you everywhere.
Halt - and be still!
See you now.
See me now.
We have some connection,
Though you may not agree,
Though you have not really seen,
How much you mean to me.
I guess I should try being nicer...Sometimes the truth hurts. That's what everybody says.I guess I should try being nicer...18 hours ago in Free Verse
But when it's with me?
It hurts even more.
Even when you tell ME.
If you ask me, "Can I be honest with you?"
I say sure.
Then you tell me something that sort of shocks me,
but it's ok because I support you no matter what.
But when one of my FRIENDS asked if she could be honest,
I was scared, stressed.
She had a skype friend.
I was like, that's it? But it wasn't it at all.
I took that the wrong way and shouted for no reason.
Then she said "Never mind..." But I felt bad and I said I want to know.
And she told me that her Skype friend killed himself.
I said that it's sad, and she replied with "..."
Before she was finished typing something, I
Till The End Of My DaysAgain, you are making it into a conflictTill The End Of My Days5 hours ago in Free Verse
The sound of clock cutting my time off but you are not aware of that
You always treat me like there is always another time
But the truth, no one can really make the promise
Even by the time you are making a quarrel
I am listening to the heart beats pounding inside you and me
I am here to play a harmonious melody
I don’t want to spend another minute listening to the distortions
I am desperately willing to keep a beautiful resonance
Till the end of my days
Blaming your faults or mine will change nothing better.
I am looking for a way to make it work together with you
I'm trying to send you more blessings
But you take it for granted and too soon made it disposable
And you have put it into a garbage box
Am I the fool or do we dropped the gratitude at somewhere?
Even if you'd leave I will listen to the last note you hit
Because I’m the one believing
There is a way for us to reach to the exit
I wanna play a music that
AffectionYour beautiful eyes are all that I see,Affection16 hours ago in Free Verse
All I want is for you to be with me,
You remind me of what I'm going to be,
Your words are the key,
Your voice is beautiful and elegant,
What others say is irrelevant
A Rose No MoreYou don't need a muse to write your word,A Rose No More22 hours ago in Free Verse
or need a voice when you need to be heard.
You don't need a model to paint your scene,
simple sky is blue, simple trees are green.
You don't need a lover to hold you at night,
your heart and mind will be your light.
Don't cut your veins to write in blood,
ink and paper is just as good.
Tears that fall from the deepest screams,
are merely hidden, forbidden dreams.
See the petals that are lay on the floor,
beautiful colours but a rose no more.
The Moon is a MirrorI know the world is bleak and darkThe Moon is a Mirror22 hours ago in Free Verse
And sometimes when you think you’ve found the Sun
It turns out to be the Moon
A reflection of something good
Mirroring what love should be
But still very far from it
Though if you wait long enough eventually the Sun will come
Sometimes clouds will cover up what is real
But trust me the Sun can’t fly away
It will always be around
It doesn’t wait for you it just spins
Going round and round
Don’t bother to try and chase it
It’s always out of reach
Though you can always try
Even though it’s pointless
Though I guess you could say that about a lot of things
Now I ask you, is love one of those things
Does love have a point to it
Or is there no point in love
And if love has a point what is the goal
BondsWords go in one way and out the other.Bonds14 hours ago in Free Verse
My happiness becomes dimmer and dimmer....until my heart is nothing but darkness.
You give me extra smiles I wouldn't otherwise have found
But you give me unecessary sighs I could live without.
Only one thing bound us together
And that's what's holding us by a thin string.
But soon the strand will break,
And you will be one of the many ghosts I try to forget.
i'd rather not.you don't even realizei'd rather not.17 hours ago in Free Verse
i'm holding on to my hopes
but i'll let you go
all the same.
I Hate You I hate youI Hate You 1 day ago in Free Verse
You broke all your promises
You broke my heart
I hate you
I trusted every word you said
But you left me
I feel so dead
I hate you
You beat me till I snapped
And I beat myself to death
It's because of you I have scars and bruises
I hate you
You turned me away
When I needed you most, you left me for dead
You forced me into solitary confinement
You forced me to turn invisible
I hate you
You broke me
You killed me
I'm insane and hated
Forgotten and unloved
It's all because of you
I hate you...
FriendshipHow do I describe a friendship so divine?Friendship12 hours ago in Free Verse
How do I decide if I'm worth a friend's time?
Through thick and thin, my struggles within
A friend by my side is what's keeping me alive.
Alex's Evolution- Poems From Book TwoAlex's Evolution- Poems From Book TwoAlex's Evolution- Poems From Book Two1 day ago in Free Verse
sometimes i don't know
if i can do this anymore
not even sure
what i'm doing this all is for
i'm tired of
being tired all the time
i'm sick of keeping my poems in rhyme
(alt. ending: refrigerator)(or continue)
i'm tired of waiting
]all day on my feet
waiting to step off on
just the right beat
people cheer and scream
i hear a dull roar
that's all they eve want
sometimes i just
don't know what to say
yet evidently i
speak too much anyways
i'm startled by
as it grabs me
holds me down
its gonna end
its gotta end
the quiet is an
the silence in the
gaps of our nonexistent conversation
we share souls
a single glance
we make eye contact, and all
the trust we didn't
the love we didn't
the hate we never
all of this
KateKate, Kate, Kate.Kate19 hours ago in Free Verse
She turns in her desk and I hear it again,
a diminished voice inside the metal.
Some sort of groaning inside the bolts, crying Kate.
The woman in the desk doesn’t hear, doesn’t move her eyes,
yet I watch her shift her weight again and again,
morphing the cry, distending the voice
until the speaker’s words I’m meant to hear
all dissolve into Kate, Kate, Kate.
I see myself at a distant time,
free of boring speakers and squeaking desks.
There I am, walking forward, legs groaning,
A man passes beside me, his eyes down,
and for an instant I’m back in the old room,
enduring the old cry.
A whisper marches over the wind;
together our breath mingles in the air
and I hear some sort of moaning inside our bones,
crying Kate, Kate, Kate.
But on we go, unspeaking.
At some point we all cry Kate.
a small black LambThe only phrasea small black Lamb21 hours ago in Free Verse
- meant to bring relief -
from the churchman's throat,
left her mind full of scorn.
"Your little heart
- my pure, poor dear -
is made with anguish,
moans and mourn."
mi triste realidadmis compañeros y compañeras me tratan como el pico todo el tiempomi triste realidad19 hours ago in Free Verse
pero cuando necesitan algo de mi me tratan con el mayor respeto del mundo
lo siento por las palabrotas , ni se porque lo estoy publicando creo que es porque para el mundo somos todos enciclopedias las dejamos siempre votadas y solo lo buscamos cuando necesitamos algo e ellos y ellas