Blues SonnetWhy do the shadows seek to cause me pain?Blues Sonnet1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Why must the shadows strive to inlfict pain
And taint the time I spend with the spring rain?
Can hope take root within a desert's soil?
Will hope take root amid a desert's soil
And spring forth with help of proper toil?
Why do I dream only in nightmares black?
Why must I dream nightmares always black?
My spirit cannot take another crack
When all my efforts are in vain I weep
When all my efforts are worthless I weep
And dread my dark and necessary sleep
Amid eternity that is tonight
I fear I may not see the moon so bright
the pastprickly mistressthe past1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
come and gone
the past lies isolated
time keeps moving on
difficult to embrace
much less compare
it's o.k. to look back
just don't stare
EraseTo some peopleErase1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What I feel is a choice
Like every day
I want to be broken inside
Maybe if I had something to show
They’d take me more seriously
Believe me, I have scars
But you’ll never see them
They’re hidden deep inside
Well past where most dare go
But in the past couple years
I brought some on a tour
They liked it at first
But then they saw my broken past
So they paused and read the names
Then carved their own in my heart
To them it’s all in good fun
They’re just doing what the others did
To me the pain is a way to keep count
Of how many times I’ve survived
I let one last person in
Just before closing time
When I showed them all the names
I didn’t see the point in hiding
I prepared myself for a pain
That never came
Instead of carving her name
She erases the others
Haiku for HakuHaiku for Haku1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Haiku for Haku
Written by ChristheZorua
Haiku for Haku
River spirit flowing through
Stay SunnyWhen the clouds are dark and jaded,Stay Sunny1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Keep your sunshine un-persauded
When the sun is shining like a fire,
May your flowers stay unfaded
When the rain is falling from the sky,
Let the rainbow fill your eyes
When the rainbow hides its face from you,
Wash the tear drops from your eyes
When a mighty flood fills the well,
Take your boat out for a sail
When the boards begin to leak,
Don't feel bad if you have to bail
When your crew is sad and moping,
Keep your young heart hoping
When your heart plays tricks on you,
Keep your free mind open
Never let the captain tell you,
That love is just a point of view
Never let them pierce their hooks,
And change your mind on what is true
7/447: Fairy tale gone wrong.you weren't supposed to find out,7/447: Fairy tale gone wrong.1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
she didn't want you to guess right
everything you dreamed of was forfeit
when she blew it all up that night.
a sudden drop in temperature,
the familiar face now foreign
everything you once knew well,
now kicked to the dust, forgotten.
love hurts, excruciatingly
but never forget the strength that it brings
you can find it in the most obvious hiding spots,
and can mean more than just two rings.
Eclipse of a damaged soulLet the darkness flowEclipse of a damaged soul1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and embrace it slow,
and do not stand in it´s way,
for it will triumph in the fray.
The world may darken
and life might harden,
but do not forget the light´s touch:
accept what happened even after so much.
After the darkest hours
and lone misty walks,
the frightful sight will lift, disappear
and a well known friend may near.
You see someone familiar
but still feel shiver.
You see but you can not understand.
It is comes from a dead land.
It helps you up
and offers a cup,
what is full of things you know.
You look up and see faint glow.
Darkness vanished from existence,
but in the distance
it lurks around the aether of nothingness.
You still feel the touch of darkness...
The world now changes
and your mood rearranges.
You now understand the point of everything:
meeting your damaged yourself who is missing.
Understanding your past story
brings you to glory.
Only one being will give you a hand,
when facing a turmoil where you stand.
It is only you.
My Blood Is Black (A Soul Eater Crona Poem)My blood is black, but so's my soul.My Blood Is Black (A Soul Eater Crona Poem)3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm not worth love, or so I'm told.
But that's okay, I'm used to pain.
I'm not a person, just a name.
My blood is black, I'm all alone.
I've never known a place called home.
But that's okay, it really is.
I know how to handle this.
My blood is black, just like my light.
A creeping, stretching, endless night.
Please make me hurt, embrace the madness,
Erase all this smothering sadness.
My blood is black, as is my life.
I can handle hurt, handle strife.
It's the new I fear, comfort strange,
I prefer how I am, prefer the pain.
Please kick me, slap me, for what I lack.
This is who I am, my blood is black.
GreenTea stricken fingersGreen3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Gleaming in the sun
Sticky and green-heartened
Curling over none
I Can'tI cannot express the things that I feel:I Can't3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Not these screams that resound in my head;
Not the tears that burn at the brims of my eyes,
Nor the sorrow that writhes in my chest.
AloneYou've all gone now,Alone2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And so it starts seeping,
It's so quiet,
I can hear the buzzing
Of a fly
Past my ear.
It's so light out,
Summer birds are chirping.
But their song
Falls on me.
It's little comfort,
That infernal tweeting,
To one so
Grim as I.
I get spiteful,
In this Hell that I make
In my mind.
Please forgive me
The shadow that I cast.
Let me be,
I'll let you.
I'm so hollow,
Every breath I'm taking
Tastes like ash.
I need someone
Who loves me quite dearly
To come and
Pull me out.
Will it be you,
Who appears from nowhere
And saves me
Then here you are,
And suddenly my heart
Is not so
Hard nor cold.
It grows warm and
It soars when you hold me,
And I you.
And I know I'm no longer alone.
Another Side of the StoryA story is the naked truth amendedAnother Side of the Story2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to mesmerize the reader from the start.
A grain of truth, a pile of humbug blended,
and put on paper: that's what we call Art.
A poet is a liar beyond compare,
but this is what he never will confess.
He's fabricating words for you to care
about his life: companion in distress.
But, after all, what is a lie? I claim
that it is but the truth in masquerade.
To jerk you all around is not his aim,
of disregard he's mortally afraid.
So be it naked truth or be it lie,
it's from the heart. And this he won't deny.
UnravelingThoughts are powerful,Unraveling2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Isn't that what you say?
You can never deny me;
I've brought you here today.
Fight it all you want,
You don't get a choice.
Make it easy on yourself;
Listen to your inner voice.
Dark clouds and rainbows,
All in a night's dreams.
When you close your eyes,
Nothing is as it seems.
Pretending you don't care,
Yet once again you are here.
Why you even bother, unless
You need to know I'm there.
So run away, ignore me,
But it's always the same.
You wake up in a sweat,
While saying my name.
You can pretend it's over,
Nothing left but small traces.
Till you feel me and see me,
Inside everybody's faces.
You are losing all control,
Time unraveling the norm.
Come now, hold me close,
We'll get through another storm.
©2015 Carol Gregoire
EventuallyLiving through cold daysEventually1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and painful nights
with unsettling thoughts
your hearts not right
It'll happen slowly
slower then you think
you'll start to breathe again
and your tears begin to shrink
You'll realize that
forever is not permanent
promises aren't in blood
and nothing is in cement
Eventually flowers die
as do words after a while
you'll find love isn't a battle
and proof shouldn't be a trial
You'll learn that gifts
kisses aren't contracts
and company isn't happiness
Soon you'll know not to
put all your eggs in one basket
and not to give your whole life
to someone you've met
You'll find that the heart heals
and that you can endure
that you really are strong,
graceful and mature
You can grow your own garden
and paint your own soul
so pull yourself up
and realize you've always been whole
Live with warm days
and comfortable nights
with content thoughts
because your heart is just right
And always remember
that every day can be a rebirth
that you have your own spark
SeventeenI'm seventeenSeventeen2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And I've already seen
The horrible things people do to each other
And I already know
I'm not to be loved by my father or mother
And I already think
My life's defined by my mistakes and all's a mess
And I already feel
Myself yearning above any else to be less
And I already sense
I will somehow end up dead on somebody's floor
And I already wish
I could have been innocent a little bit more
You can do itI know what you are going throughYou can do it1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I understand your pain
I understand you’re feeling blue
But in the end it’ll be a gain
Right now it might be hard
But you are still alive
The wounds may leave some scars
But I know you can survive
I just know that you can do this
I swear you will be fine
You will climb out of this abyss
Just give it some time
One's JubilanceSuccess, from a life where the words were spoken from above me,One's Jubilance2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And where my existence was never my own,
Is my achievement in new life where my words are mine.
It beats me beautifully with memories which in the shadows I had sewn,
This stampede of novelties pushing from within me;
Just how I could laugh and scream and cry and kiss you.
But I’ll reign in those luxuries like I always do
And simply express myself, genuine to you; a thank you.
Crying InkYour pen is a dry desert.Crying Ink2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There is nothing in it.
No fire, heat, or passion.
Just a blank, solemn void of everything.
Nothing will ever be.
Your eyes are lacking in electricity.
Its as though someone shoved rubber into your sockets.
No meaning, and no purpose.
What does it even mean anymore?
You're a cliche.
All of your thoughts have been thought before.
Everything in that huge thing you call a head has already been spoken.
Where is your defining moment?
"You're really ambitious child."
But what else does a writer have to cling on to?
Especially when they feel inspired, and none do while reading their cries.
I FellI laughed aloud and breathed a sighI Fell2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But just as I began to fly
I felt the wind beneath me die
And all the marbled dreams I built
Crumbled down to chalky silt
I thought that I had found my way
Yet that was only one more lie.
you are my oxygeni feel you slippingyou are my oxygen3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
through the cracks in my window
leaving me breathless
Crazy over youThe first time we met you made some light conversationCrazy over you3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Every time I looked forward to it with dite anticipation
Step by step you melted away my shyness
Each time you would break and deny silence
Day after day we learned to understand each other
It was my pleasure and I couldn't even bother
My eyes were drawn into your hazel eyes
That was the moment that took me by surprise
I tried everything so I wouldn't pay attention
All I wanted was to delay circumvention
Every time I saw you my heart skipped a beat
As I realised it I just wanted to run and retreat
You were my drug, every time flying higher
How I longed for you with burning desire
But then I got to know your boyfriend
And to me it was a sore offend
I can hear it, only for you my heart yells
Wanted to avoid it, I cannot lie to myself
It hurts and it is long overdue
Oh girl, I am crazy over you
What Monsters DoWhen I was a childWhat Monsters Do1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
full of spirit and carefree
you kindly took my hand
and led the way for me.
Oblivious to the danger
I clasped your hand in mine.
I didn't know what bad was.
I thought all would be fine.
But little did I know
there was no friend here.
Just an evil, lurking monster
inspiring hate and fear.
Soon you began to feed
on my blissful innocent.
You devoured my soul,
I don't know where it went.
You wrapped a rope around my neck,
kicked the chair from underneath,
left me dangling above ground
with nowhere for my feet.
And despite the fact I died there
I still felt all the pain.
Could still hear your evil laughter
for in my ears it rang.
You'd never let me go so easy.
For I had to suffer through.
So you decided you would free me.
Because that's what monsters do.
And though you set me free
I know you still linger here.
For every time I close my eyes
I can feel you near.
Want to rid myself of you
but you're buried deep inside.
Want to shed your horror from my skin
but there's nowhe