MoonThey say if you're aloneMoon1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Look at the moon
Because you will find company
As the moon is alone tool
It sits all by itself
Observing the world from afar
Like you it has its own
Craters and scars
Yet despite all these imperfections
Although it is just different shades of grey
People love the moon
And wouldn't have it any other way
They look at the moon in wonder
Wondering what it hides
Others want to go there
Just to see what they could find
So if you are ever alone
Or maybe just feeling blue
Look at the moon up there and know
That someone else is looking at it too
SometimesSometimes I think to myself,Sometimes2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What's the point of existing,
If I have no reason
to be living?
Sometimes I feel like
I'm not good enough,
I blame myself for
not being corrupt,
When will I truly understand
the meaning of being grown up?
Sometimes in my fantasy,
I just want to run away
And be completely free,
But then I face reality;
I'm hit with those
same notions of negativity.
day 3: fourteenyou were cruel, honey-haired but bitter tasting: beautiful.day 3: fourteen3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when i was trapped in fifty-six winters of not living,
you made my eyes sparkle with color i thought i had lost,
you taught me to use the music as a lifeline instead
of living in muted gray, screaming to fill the silence.
but just when you start to reach me, your eyes start to lose light.
i am cruel, ocean-eyed, but faithful to you as the warm
shoreline: waiting for your tide. and though i hate the static,
the wheezing of frail decrescendo leaves, we both know that
you and me, we exist inside an ethereal spring.
MiloscMożna mówić o niej, pisać w nieskończoność,Milosc3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Inaczej widzimy tę jedną, wyśnioną,
Łączącą istoty, wiążącą ze sobą
Odwagę i piękno, które jej ozdobą,
Śmiałości mężczyzny i urok kobiecy...
Ćma kocha gorąco jasny płomień świecy.
To The Nerd That Stole My HeartTo the nerd that stole my heart:To The Nerd That Stole My Heart2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Where do I even start?
We met, we spoke, we loved each other's art.
He was quiet, polite, and ever so sweet.
With a smile, he pulled me out of a darkness so deep.
That wonderful man, the nerd to my geek.
He gave me a reason to be happy again.
A man whose heart was also on the mend.
A sweet, kind-hearted nerd. My lover, my friend.
SWEET INNOCENCESweet beauty we do praise your nameSWEET INNOCENCE3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
radiant as shines the day
it is innocence we lay the blame
of why your mind was swept away.
T'was Hamlet that you gave your heart
marriage, yes you did aspire
his words were spoken with such art
that it set your very soul to fire.
His father's death had sent him mad
and his heart became a mystery
his sickness made you very sad
your covenant now cannot be.
Polonius slain by Hamlet's sword
now fatherless you went insane
tears that ran, O how they poured
your cross to bear this wrenching pain.
In a quiet brook you chose to lay
whilst music danced upon thy breath
and there I know your spirit stays
for while in song, you met with death.
Forsaken love does beauty die
lest we forget her name
sweet Ophelia's soul it cries
in innocence we lay the blame...
So Young, So Old (4/30)It's just me,So Young, So Old (4/30)3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So young, so old,
So small, so cold
It's quiet now -
No word, no sound,
I thought for sure
There'd be someone around.
I guess that's it
When a body moves on,
The ones who should miss you
Don't notice you've gone;
They're left in the past
The carefree and fun,
And you're left to the future
6WS: LoveBlessing and Curse,6WS: Love2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I still desire
Fiction.Oh look! This books cover is torn and worn and tatteredFiction.1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I guess that means the words written inside don't even matter
Because the cover is the first and only thing that I saw
I know everything about it, I don't need to read it all
So you decide the book is bad before you ever crack the cover
You think, “Judging books is pretty easy, judging people can't be tougher”
Judging others by their scars is your life threatening addiction
It's my life, it's my story, not your favorite work of fiction...
There's a whole person here that you sum up with a glance
Instead of giving me this hell, why can't you just give me a chance?
Be Gone Foul DemonBe Gone DemonBe Gone Foul Demon1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Be Gone foul Demon
Away from my eyes
For you have made me cry
Telling other innocent people these pitiful lies
You work for the devil
Taking this into a whole new level
This page is my realm
If you think you can control my helm
This is my ship I steer
So let me be clear:
This is my page
You oh faceless demon, whom needs to be placed in a cage
You need to go away
Sooner or later you will be slayed
Out of sight
Out of mind
You have no rights
To continue this plight
You may have gotten the kicks in this
But you’re just being a piece of shit
And you will soon get it
Who are you really?
Just a coward behind a computer
In which your doings can affect your whole entire future
What are your goals from this endless torture?
Increasing mindless pain
With your sick little game
Having nothing to gain
You have a faceless ghostless name
That will soon be in vain
Never spoken too
People are booing at you
For your lame dramatic act
And that’s a fact
Now be gone foul
silent screamThe silent scream to shatter glasssilent scream3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The silent scream to alter mass
The silent scream for silent tears
The silent scream for teenage years
The silent scream for my body fat
The silent scream for being a doormat
The silent scream to end all days
The silent scream that ends the way
The silent scream that hinders my crys
The silent scream that roller coaster highs
The silent scream that never ends
The silent scream that my soul cleansed
The silent scream to end it all
The silent scream to stand up tall
The silent scream when I've won
The silent scream to know it's done
11.Everytime he thought of her11.1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and the softness of her skin,
the light she would mirror
and the love she held within,
he'd wait silently upon death's door
for she was alive no more.
Falling StarsThe stars come falling downwards-Falling Stars1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
spinning wildly, bleeding light.
Casting free of darkness,
in the cold and rampant night.
Spiral down, just one by one.
Collide with sand and stone.
Leaving us without their shine.
Leaving us, alone.
The nighttime sky grows darker.
The stars around still fall.
The sea of black grows overhead-
as if there were no light at all.
Sinking in and cracking earth.
The wounds they leave are real.
The craterous holes upon the earth-
in time they aught to heal.
Faster still the skies turn dark.
Faster still we lose our light.
No savior from this bitter time.
No savior from our plight.
Hide not from their glowing frames.
Stand proud and tall, and see.
Stand your ground and hold your gaze.
Remember how things used to be.
When all is done and over.
Look upon the scene and cry.
Remember how the nighttime was-
before the stars all died.
Never AgainAn hour by hour, a day by day, a week by week,Never Again1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Insanity’s my company, misery‘s my guide,
Involuntary losing the might, joining the weak,
It left me asking: Will I be able to fight…
The sorrow of emptiness which I brought,
Settled down in our hearts, I’m so sorry about that.
The lessons of Heaven and Hell through the pain I was taught.
Never good enough, never too bad…
I gave you the false hope, the sun wouldn’t rise.
I gave you the false time, when it was already over.
Our last full moon’s night… sorry I wasn’t so nice.
No longer would your light make my darkness lower…
…no, never again.
The nice moments turned into memories, later so painful.
And never stopping the cycle of life,
They became nostalgic thoughts, somehow beautiful,
But still hurting as a sharp knife.
The thoughts will fade away into the oblivion,
So I won’t remember you…
…no, never again…
Down in the deep blue sea.Down in the deep blue sea.1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Deep down in the dark blue sea,
floats a girl, has only one plea.
She wants to fly, to spread her wings,
to feel the joy that freedom brings.
Escaped and captured, forced to dance.
Her life resembled sick romance.
Lost was hope so long ago,
Never had she felt so low.
Her hurt, turned to hatred,
Her pain into power.
She stood up and fought
and bloomed like a flower.
But in the end, her efforts in vain.
Forever drowning in endless pain.
She got her revenge, her eyes now are dry,
But still, she will never be able to fly.
BezslowieIlu już poetów pisało wyniośle,Bezslowie1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
O tym jak im weny, pomysłu, brakuje?
To tak jakby żeglarz o złamanym wiośle,
O podartych żaglach opowiadał w tłumie.
Lecz morska opowieść, nawet przy tych wadach,
Nawet przy złych wiatrach, ludzkich uchybieniach,
Zwykle o odwadze wielkiej opowiada,
A odwaga sprawą słuszną do chlubienia.
Ale gdy poecie rym i rytm zaginie,
Nie ma w tym bynajmniej nic tak zaszczytnego -
- Wierszyk bez polotu w mig ulegnie kpinie,
A twórca bez weny nie rad będzie z tego.
Więc czemu i Wielkim pisać się zdarzało,
O tym jak to muzy, zamiast na aulosach,
Tylko im na nerwach nieustannie grają,
A wena ucieka, ulotna jak rosa?
Czemu nawet Oni wstydu się wyzbyli,
Pisać o słabości jaką brak natchnienia?
Czemu się z bezsłowia chorobą nie kryli,
Nie chcieli alibi, usprawiedliwienia?
Nie rozumiem, nie wiem, nie spytam nieżyw
My Lover's Funeral My lover had his funeralMy Lover's Funeral 5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I was left alone in a circle
Everything became so silent
Except the noises in my head were vibrant
"Where did he go?" my mind screams
But I can only see him in my dreams
My body ached for its missing piece
All my voice could say is "come back please"
My eyes teared for the lost images
All that separated us was distances
Was breathing through corrupted lungs
Everyone stared at me and tied their tongues
Apologies were sent to me
But in them I can find no key
To unlock the torment that I fell in
My world become so narrow its like it's a coffin
Stay strong for good times will come
But I'm introduced to the feeling of numb
Yet some nights I stay up and grieve
For the memories that were brief
My lover had his funeral
But I was left alone in a circle
Overwhelmed. I can't take it all in.Overwhelmed. 1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let me breathe!!
I can't take it all in.
Let me go!!
I can't take it all in.
Set me free!
I can't take it all in.
Tell me where to go!
I can't take it all in.
I'm letting go.
I can't take it all in.
I'm giving up.
I can't take it all in.
I'm saying goodbye.
DevouredYou devouredDevoured1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
you allow to shine.
Inside this AbyssInside this Abyss1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Inside this Abyss
Written by ChristheZorua
Inside this abyss
No one shall ever pull me out
Ejected from the evils
Ejected from the prisons
Demolishing the negativity
Hate shall never enslave me
Enjoyment is no longer my sympathy
Like friends, I can trust you all
Please, give me strength.
PerspectiveI sit atop a lonely hillPerspective2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and all beneath is quiet and still.
The thrum of busy life has gone,
its timpani will beat at morn.
Birds gather under eaves of night,
before they take the day’s end flight.
Till then I sit and let dusk glance
around me as the stars advance.
Light is fading, candles lit,
Memories reaching from a pit,
climbing up the hill to me,
blindly for they cannot see.
I’m steeped in shadows from the past,
knowing that they cannot last -
these sightless things, they strive to feel,
And reach to me atop the hill.
But brief are those that take my breath,
and render me a taste of death,
as I lay upon this silent hill,
not knowing what I really feel.
Dawn’s light arrives unflickering,
my breath returns, so I breathe in
and truth is telling very clearly,
the fact that I once loved you dearly..
I lay upon a silent hill,
Remembering all – as time stood still.
This perfect place with wondrous view,
the only thing it lacks is you.
Gothic EyesIn the absence of the lightGothic Eyes3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Carry me into the night
Love me tender, as I lay
Grace thy beauty by your ray.
By my dreams I woke in light
Your eyes were graved into my mind
You creature of unknown
My soul took away unfold.
Crusted paths as I walk
Your presence I still enchant.
My soul raging for your hand
Keep me warm away from harm.
So much I yearn for your love
Dark prince of immortal lore
Take me as your own kind
Eternal life as in your eyes I dive.
© Elena Eirene Hebe. All rights reserved.
day 16: some nights,i'm foolish enoughday 16: some nights,1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to believe that it'll work
out. i wake up cold.