Lost in spaceCries in an unending universe fall on unhearing ears,Lost in space1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
no one listening to invisible tears.
A blanket of stars go drifting by
cold diamonds in a black immortal sky.
Into the vast dark and lonely void tossed,
dreams abandoned, forgotten, lost.
An eternity passes in the wink of an eye,
hopes and desires first suffocate, then die.
For how can they live in this desolate place,
no near and no warmth isolated in space.
There is no right way up now just floating around,
no unwavering force that holds to the ground
and time passes slowly in this new world so strange
compelled to accept what can no longer be changed.
Written by Suzanne Karbach
1st June 2015
Close Your EyesClose your heart.Close Your Eyes6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't give into the words they say.
Close your lips.
Don't feed into their foolish ways.
Close your eyes.
Don't look at things that just pass by.
For one day, real soon,
You'll find your wings fly.
Three words"I love you"Three words21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
But still meaningful
Both to me
And to some others
A short sentence
Filled with emotion
Filled with power
If you hear it from me
I really mean it
Galaxy Of RapCheck itGalaxy Of Rap14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm the galaxy of rhymes
The Supernova of rap surprise
The sun that is beyond heavenly bright
Hot and spit fire shined
Heart of Neptune
Cold and deep
Illed with noxious gas
Spew out the venom menacing raps, divulged deep
I'm the stars of the night
Bitches wish upon me every night
Sparkle and glimmer in peoples eyes
But my light still reaches you from the galactic night
My words are a devouring black hole
Capable of consuming every part of you
Even your spiritual soul
Death of stars
An era full of disgrace
See I'm a majestic poet
Philosophy of mystic ways
Incredible amazing ways
That's Metal for you eh?
My Formal Suicide NoteWhat is truth?My Formal Suicide Note8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
If you think about it, fact is still just opinion.
The truth is something that man has made,
That humans have told and labeled
If we were all that powerful,
We could march straight up into heaven
And kill God. We could be God.
But humans are monsters.
We are all just muscle tissue and bones
Inside bags made of flesh.
Are souls true?
What does it mean to be true, anyway?
The truth is what we have made it.
So what is the truth?
Is it true that I am living?
Is it true that we are awake and alive
At this very moment,
Breathing in with every thump our heart makes
In our chest?
Or are we all just dead,
Feet planted like seeds in a garden;
I am looking forward to being washed away
By the ocean and my
Matter composition bring new life into this world.
I was never meant to be a mother.
But is it true that every second of the day
I am closer to death?
I am on the edge of something,
I can feel it seeping into my being.
Real, or imagination?
Ghost, or glory?
I have n
Mute's LullabyIf when you lie and hear this,Mute's Lullaby14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are laying in your grave...
Allow these words to tame your path,
Allow these words to lead you forth,
Allow this lullaby to bring you peace.
No spoken word can glimmer
The way your unheard voice does
As it recites poetry in my head.
Voices may try and drown you,
But the strength of your thoughts
Will grant your dream over theirs.
Use these words as your mending,
For you understand much more
Than those who tell you otherwise.
If when you hear I wrote this,
You are here for your funeral...
Each and every shall read these words,
Each and every shall may not yet speak,
Each will understand you through lullaby.
E is for ExactlyHe asked me whyE is for Exactly1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
I burned all his roses and I told him
they had thorns: why
they didn't want to be plucked
best put them out of their misery
(burning roses smell great)
He asked me why
I never finished his candy and I told him
they were poisoned with love
and I'd had enough of cavities,
I had one in my heart already when he
tore it out and stitched some of his own in
(My dentist questions my sanity,
I told him his first mistake was
questioning mine before his own)
He asked me why
I kept drawing faces of people I would never know,
I told him I met God in a bar,
he bought me a beer and he asked what I saw
I didn't tell him,
I saw a future in the bubbles, fizzling,
a message in a bottle and I knew I'd have to
drink it to know
instead I told God I was a know-nothing Buddha
(It's okay, I'm an artist)
He asked me why
I loved him,
I tattooed on his arm musical braille
when he told me he couldn't read I told him
Blue FacesI cannot forget the nightsBlue Faces1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
spent with you,
painting with words in the frigid air
'till we turned blue in the face;
I wish you hadn't chosen to stay
diamond w(rough)ti think i'm made of glassdiamond w(rough)t4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
but i'm not too sure.
i glitter crystalline;
semiprecious and brittle,
dancing in the moonlight.
i wish i were
i am all kaleidoscope phosphenes
and inability pressed tight,
four in the morning heaviness
pulling me down
because i'm caught spinning
in this cyclic shatterglass circuit,
forged a little weaker every time.
i think i'm made of glass
but i'm not too sure
i only know
that i keep on
crybaby unpin the moon from a sky too fullcrybaby 1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
and wonder why old tears lay rot
poke holes into flesh reservoirs
no tide in summer drought
.this is how we feel;.19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
in fragmented memories
warped around our present,
suffocating our future.
Midnight DawnMy heart played an endless requiem...Midnight Dawn19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was slowly marching step after step;
Each of them was a broken promise, an unfulfilled wish...burdens of the past.
Up the tower I went, but who could know when the stair would break and fall.
Blind by a veil, eternal frost in my eyes.
I was aware of the starving ocean and its violent waves against the damaged ivory structure;
I could not escape the flood.
Wandering around the darkened tower, I saw black roses grow around the top.
Each petal was a fragment of a gone heart:
as black as sorrow, as black as mourning, as black as loss.
Kissing their icy petals stained my lips with nostalgic ink...
Inside, the walls were full of giant steel thorns, pointing at me.
There was a storm of fears, angry shadows, looking at me.
They would not stop, they went beyond my frozen hands.
Like hammers, turning my soul into dust, cracking and shattering my soul of glass.
I could barely protect myself from the weather...
my shelter became my prison... is it the end
GoneI don't want to forget.Gone17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I tell myself, every day, that the last thing I want is to forget.
After all, it wasn't I that said
Can I remember?
Can I take this pain in the memories out and turn it into smiles?
I don't want to do that,
I want to remember how it hurt.
I want to remember ever bloody tear that rolled down our faces,
Every moment we squeezed each other's
I don't understand how this happened.
All I know is that I love you more than air, and I wish you...
I wish you had never....
I can see you flying up
i don't even knowand i can feel myselfi don't even know1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
b r e a k i n g
as i am destroyed, by
myself, and it's all my
but it's okay because maybe this
worthless shell that's shattering like
glass - maybe this exterior will
break away and reveal a
treasure hidden underneath -
maybe this dull brown shell will
crack open to reveal a
(but more often than not, it won't.)
DemisexualDemisexualDemisexual8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yesterday I learned a new word and it changed my life.
Demisexual was the word I learned,
And it has wormed its wordy way into the centre of my brain;
It has decided to make home there,
And invite its best friend asexual to the power party.
There is a party going on inside of my head to which I am not invited.
Demisexual sends messages to my brain, coded in asexuality, that fuel my heart,
Turning it’s bi-curious nature into something else entirely.
For what am I if I do not follow my heart?
Yet what can my heart tell me to follow
When I feel no deep pulsating urges for anybody ‘in that way’.
When I know I’m not a proper girl yet not manly either;
An in betweener waiting for a sign from someone that she is normal
Like the rest of the world.
Normal like the girly girls – but I hate makeup and nail polish and shoes –
Or maybe like the manly men – but I know I am not a man trapped in a woman’s body –
fyrawelcome to thefyra9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
liquid city; you
can't say that you're
floating from love
or you're drowning
in your sorrow because
you already are.
with the fishes
and it doesn't mean
they're all alone,
buried in self-loathing
and their blood.
it's the norm in atlantis,
mermen gazing upon mermaids
as they swim past the oceanic
volcanoes; i swear that it'll
rock your world (literally)
you'll learn one thing
here; you can fall apart
like what the movies and the novels say; it's very
much real to
like sand dollars when you realize that
there's nothing left to mend.
don't lose your gi(l/r)l(s)
now; you're so close to
the shore of paradise, you can
make it, you can make it there,
you can do it, don't drown;
i'm putting all of my hope in you
because you're doing the one thing
i couldn't bring myself to do-
whisper your last words
A pretty screen "He likes you you know"A pretty screen 12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
"We don't even know each other"
"He told me himself, 'I love her more than my mother'. "
"He wrote you a poem
Praising the skies
Tracked down your beauty
Called you the light of night
What's there to know?
He called you an angel in flight"
Indeed what is there to know
About your supposed love of the night?
Indeed, what is there to know
About who I am besides an angel of light?
Well, maybe sometimes I wonder and sometimes I dream
Of dragons and poverty, perhaps something in between
I lay awake at night tracing the stars on my walls
Reminiscing of Tinker Bell and Star Wars
Tracking the moonlight's downfall
I cup in my palms the milky street lights
Release fireflies on walls
Hum Shakespeare at night
Sometimes I lay alone shaking and crying in paint
Fingers quivering for words, the watercolor too faint
And sometimes I might laugh beneath sprinklers and curls
Throw feathers at fools a
opiat som spararpoison never breaks a promise;opiat som sparar6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
i want to be your loyal overdose.
paint me red like poppies
and i'll be your relief,
forbidden and forgiven.
The Morrow's KeeperTussling in the etherThe Morrow's Keeper7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
With rabid premonitions
I descend in tatters
From a warm crimson fog
No songs of triumph
As the morrow’s keeper
And its trove of woeful promise
I spare no words
In my predawn tottering
Bound for precious soil
In the ways of the world
No friend of mineDear friend,No friend of mine16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I listened
We got along most of the time
Then you started ripping at my heart
and piece by piece
You tore it apart
No regret in your voice nor eyes
Not even an apology
For stabbing me with your pathetic lies
Until I finally understand
You're no friend of mine
FreeThis trail of darknessFree23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
won't swallow me, no
it swallowed me before
"Change your mind and
you'll have to forgive"
This is what I"ll get
just for wanting to live
But your words
shower like pebbles
small truths they may be
but what a fight
You'll never convince me
that you're in the right
I'm in this fight
I drum to the beat of
a dreary battle
I have wings!
They may be fucked up
and i'ts been quite a while
since I've heard them sing
But I'll use them now
to escape this land of End
I'm not the purest of doves
but I'm making some friends.
I'll prove to you
to prove to me
That I'm free
And I'll be
No more clambering
through your window,
I'm walking out the door.
I had to cheat my way in
And I never got more.
You're too late.
It's been done.
oh I'll be
Just as free as the Spring
that I am.
'cause I'm free
I might have
ended this poem
many lines ago
Safe havenMany places fill me with sorrow.Safe haven21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Places that don't exist anymore,
Not the same way they were,
Like the countryside-like area
Where I grew up,
Places that were made special
By a person that lived there,
But is no more,
Like my late grandmother's neighborhood.
But the weirdest has to be
A place I have never been,
An imaginary safe haven,
A pitiful longing to a place
I have never had.