RegretI regret nothing at allRegret3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Is what I wanted to say
I wanted to curl into a ball
And hide myself away
With the things I've missed
I can't help but think
I about all things I could done
It makes my hear sink
All the books I could've read
Those stories left untold
Yet I left them on their shelves
If only I was more bold
All the people I haven't met
All the places I have yet to see
The moments that I could've had
Where i laughed with glee
But I can't think about them now
These are the moments now past
The best thing I can do now is
Make the present moments last
mehThings didn't really go my waymeh2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But even so, I'm hoping that
Tomorrow will be a better day.
Sometimes I lack the things to say
To keep the day from falling flat
And somehow make things go my way.
Sometimes I ask, "Why the delay?
Life won't be served on a silver platt'.
You're running out of better days."
But I've tried before, to slow decay
Of what I am and where I'm at
And most times things don't go my way.
I fear that things will go astray
and crash and burn upon the mat
of what I hoped were better days.
The evening sky outside looks grey
And once again, I mumble that
Things just didn't go my way,
Tomorrow will be a better day.
WhisperThe end of my silenceWhisper13 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Is drawing near
I know that we
Have nothing to fear
The sun will shine
With its glorious light
But look around
It’s still the night
The dark that surrounds
Is but a veil
Making us blind
I chose to see again
And now my eyes are free
I’ll whisper in your ear
What I wish you could see
There’s a world of color
Hiding in the night
The choice must be yours
To reclaim your sight
It’s not easy
I know that to be true
But for the darkness
The only cure is you
My words are soft
But they’ll never fade
If only I could see
The difference they made
I've read the past too many times
But at last I see the silver lining
It was a message to me now
Of what it’s like to be dying
To my past
I owe so much
It opened my eyes
With its subtle touch
And now I stand
Again at the start
But this time
I carry another’s heart
dysthymiadodysthymia2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
yet in the comfort of
my/your own home, like there's nothing
i/you can do
and you don't know whether your mind's making it all up or not
Don't crySit still don't move, only speak when spoken to.Don't cry2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Don't raise your voice, don't scream or cry.Do what your told
you know this is getting old.Told this since a child and
still nothing has changed.Don't show emotion don't let them see your pain.
Be a good girl stay quite now don't let them hear you cry, throw a smile
fake a laugh put on a good disguise don't let them see the tears you cry.
Hold it all in don't let it show,don't let them know how deep there words go,
till it all bursts out till all your tears flow, till you break down again hold it all in.
Poem - Why I ShareWhy I SharePoem - Why I Share2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bonus Poem for Day 140 – 20150520
Share a poem, a story, or song,
share my time, my body, my mind.
My sharing, the good and the bad,
is less and more than meets the eye.
I share so others may yet see,
or share to keep them fully blind.
I share to discover the new
or share to obscure the old.
I share to learn something fresh.
or share to forget the past.
I share to connect to another
or share to disconnect from myself.
I share for reasons healthy to me
and for reasons that ought not be.
Before I reveal my true purpose,
take a warning best kept to mind.
Others may share to spread misery,
trollish brutes with an agenda.
Kind reader, this is not my goal.
I am no monster with heart unkind.
I am harmless, please be at ease
I share so I may reveal myself,
surrendering all the good and bad,
so I may resist the urge to die alone.
© 2015. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved
The Things I SeeI see things that cannot be,The Things I See3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh the things that I see.
Things of earth, things of air,
things that simply can't be there.
Scenes of life, scenes of love,
Worlds and realms from up above.
Places bright, haunts of shadow,
creatures living deep below.
They know I'm there, sometimes they flee.
Sometimes these things are watching me.
They've followed me throughout my life,
through all the good, through all the strife.
They've been there when I've been sad,
shared with me when it was bad.
They're with me now, I feel them near,
Always close when I am here.
In my bed or out in town,
And all that's left? To write them down.
When I'm shy they make me bold,
So here I type: Our stories told.
Missing And FreeLift me up to the skyMissing And Free6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wrap me up in the clouds
Catch me falling with the rain
Feel me missing in the crowds
Raise me high to the stars
Let me dance on the moon
Send me farther from the world;
I don't plan to be back soon
Wish me prayers of care
Give me back my pieces
Hold me not in your grudges
Where love never increases
See me nowhere in sight
Find me there in your eyes
Tell me things I cannot hear
Be they of love or of lies
Know me never again
Forget me if you choose
But I am finally free
I have nothing left to lose
DrownedIn the dim oceanDrowned21 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a sense of death lingers in
the cold, dark depths.
From men to little
girls, all taken by the ocean.
Floating, lifeless, limp.
Their eyes pearly and
white, never again able
to see the sunlight.
Cluster A: Schizoid Personality DisorderHere lies where I should care;Cluster A: Schizoid Personality Disorder2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I won’t go—I won’t dare.
The outside world, the large wave
Is as comfy as my grave.
Sightless ProfileI haven’t seen my face in yearsSightless Profile8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I locked it away behind a mask
The only thing I remember are my tears
I can’t hear but I feel my ears
Everything numb as a victim to a silver flask
I haven’t felt my face in years
I’m shouting but no one hears
No matter how many times I ask
The only thing they see are my tears
Threatened by my worst fears
To fail my task
I haven’t used my face in years
I shudder when their heads rear
Feeling like they have glory to bask
The only thing they ask for is my tears
Shunned by my peers
My trouble excreting from my cask
I haven’t had my face in years
All that is left is the sound of my tears
The Great BrotherhoodAmid the clashing swordsThe Great Brotherhood7 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The haunting sound now sweeps
Of the thuds and hits of those that fall
and tears their lovers weep
Amid the troops' great battle cry
A mighty sound arises
Sobs of fallen warriors
Their deaths hath paid the prices
Amid the clang of sword and shield
and man against fellow man
Memories of piece long past
And strife that then began,
Fade into the darkness
as our souls become invaded
The knowledge that we kill our own brothers,
That has long since faded
When then, brother, will we recall
That we maim and, brother, we murder
Our own family, our own blood
Aren't we a brotherhood born under one mother
If so than why are we not each other's ally
Why is there only battle,
Man for man, eye for eye
We are one though we are many,
And I do hope we don't forget
We are born under one mother
One we swore to protect
And that we can only do together
So let us be brothers again
Hand in hand, no fighting
Men with fellow men
And let our Mother see our love once aga
FrustrationI've tried to tell you how I feelFrustration3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I've tried to find a way
But you just got pissed off
When I came to you today
I heard you talk among yourselves
'Is this her new thing?
Every time that she can't cope
She's going to come in'
Well what am I supposed to do?
I can't go to a bridge
Maybe you'd prefer it
If I end up in the nick
I've tried asking for support
To keep me out of there
So I came to you for help
But it's clear you don't care
So next time I will find a way
To cope all by myself
I'll just get drunk or cut my arm
'cause I know that you don't help
Ode to SorrowPlace its tarnished core in flames, watch the gristOde to Sorrow14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
of the memories perish. Witness its agonizing destruction,
inscribed with sin. Its clawed grip
the soul in its mitt, a knob-less door scratched
and dark as night. The desert of the chain links
adamant add steel. The dish of which is seasoned
by nightmares out cries. It is a shelter in which
we should not live, the stain on the needle
we should not use. It grows over their agony
as we watch. Ignites it's licks: we grow burnt
as charcoal. Mimics a figment of archives and the lies we never forget. Mimics all screams
replaced by the time it leaves the mouth.
With its flickering parts, its crackles, its gleam,
it blackens our archways, lying low, gives off
fear and regret; its mechanics shrivel away the walls.
It must be endured. Must be fed. Here. It must be bloomed. Has a snag. Has a mark.
In comfortable silence, we found us.You hold me like you want to never let go.In comfortable silence, we found us.20 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh dear, don't you know? Every second I spend without you
is like the sands of time slipping away between my fingers.
So let's just allow this magic
to intertwine you and I.
You touch me like you want to spell love
on my skin. Oh dear, don't you know?
Your fingers, they speak in Braille.
So let's just allow this story
to be scrawled on our bodies.
You look at me like I'm the only one
you want to see; Oh dear, don't you know?
They're windows to my tangled soul.
So let's allow you to just enjoy,
and not get addicted to black coffee eyes.
You kiss me like you want to be remembered.
Oh dear, don't you know? You reflect inside my head.
like a kaleidoscope of memories.
So let's allow our front lobes to process
only my colours and leave out the greys.
You love me like I wanted to be loved;
Holding the rhythm of my breath between your lips.
Embedding the flavour of my kiss on your taste-buds.
EchoI hear them... like a record on repeat.Echo2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I feel them... a stab in the back.
I see them. Ghosts of ice, sleet
and everything that makes the earth crack.
The pulse of cold in the blood.
The chill of voices scraping spine.
The knowledge of where I stood.
The fear this cold is mine.
The trees don't tell me location.
Lost in a forest of shadow.
Dirt of fornication.
None to let you follow.
Feel it come back. Let it sting.
Gratitude of the end. Let it ring.
Understand what this will bring.
Accept she won't where a ring.
He's ugly. Rot seeping in his words.
He's black from the hate of shadow.
He's dead. His life are words slurred
Of a life he'd never wanted to follow.
One can't fake life... not for long.
Love is hiding - poemDisorder stays and remains kingLove is hiding - poem2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
killing and burning down our hope homeland.
This mess makes us stuck in a dead end
Drives us to think about dying.
Even if we feel closer and closer
To the end of our life and smile
You need to isten before it gets over
Something is hidden from you, love.
Yes I swear to you
That your tears, your cries,
Doesn't need to continue
Because i am here to fight the lies.
The same lies that made you who you think you are
The same lies that makes you unable to look at yourself
The same poison we drank together
The same obstacle that hurt ourselves.
I love you
CottageYour hug warmly enveloped me,Cottage14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
like a cottage in the snow.
How can you not see,
that my heart is now ten below?
What I SeeToday I saw a golden bird,What I See1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
one that flew across a leaden sky
with a little scroll tied to its leg.
Today I saw a snowy field,
one that sheltered silk-head dandelions
with a wind curled up in secrets.
Today I saw a whistling tree,
one that draped branches along a lake
with a wish kissed onto the bark.
Today I saw a reflection of me,
one that wandered away from my eyes
with a spirit proclaiming nos and yeses.
Today I see a waiting soul,
one that throws arms around clouds
with a dream tiptoeing into the beautiful real.
Insomnia ArisesI refuse to believe, and receive,Insomnia Arises3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
something which is not there.
Oh Lord, help me shatter this nightmare.
Oh dear it’s killing me slowly.
There goes a tear.
You hushed and held me closely.
How about you kiss the pain away?
As I kiss my dreams good bye.
Oh Lord, how I want this nightmare to die.
about a guystanding in the showerabout a guy22 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
happiness, not a trace
trying to forget your face.
love isn't a feeling, but a place
a deep, warm embrace.
golden brown eyes and an intellectual disposition
you were my new acquisition, making
me forget all my inhibitions.
a more than friendly inquisition.
i had to erase you.
put you in a box and encase you.
quickly efface you.
wishing i were in some interstellar space with you.
feelings so strong they started to become parasitic,
but did i really give a fuck?
after all you were sadistic.
Beware the Shadows FallBeware beware the shadows fall, when restful hearts pass into dreamsBeware the Shadows Fall7 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By light we laugh we sing we praise, and ponder on such simple things
Though sins and woes lie dormant in the fleeting gaze of Sol’s bright sky
Cometh night our sleep eludes, and alone we sit, alone we cry.
My never gone sorrowA normal family is always what I wishedMy never gone sorrow2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A normal family is always what I hoped
My wish never came true
For my sorrow never withdrew
My tears no longer dry
For now I always cry
For I couldnt even say goodbye
The grey clouds keep darkening the sky
Now that you have left my life
There's no light in it
Now all that I ever live is in pain
Its like a beast that doesnt want to be slain
Its death would be in vain
For it will always remain
Like a blood stain
Reminds you of your mistakes
Never leaving your brain