A MasqueradeIt's hard to sleep on pillows damp with tearsA Masquerade4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and drenched with dreams abandoned long ago.
They're still alive, they whisper in my ears
and feed on dwindling hopes and Oh!, they grow.
I wear a mask so you don't ever see
the red-eyed guy behind the friendly face
who's swimming in an ocean of debris.
Rejected, lonely, fallen far from grace.
But late at night my patience's wearing thing,
I drop the mask and crawl into my bed.
And when I feel the cold upon my skin
I cry for all the tears I've had to shed.
Is this the endIs it broken beyond repair do they even care.Is this the end6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Words like knives stabbing in, deepening the rift as cracks begin to from.
It starts in the mind and seeps out like a sickness infecting everything,
who's fault is it who knows, were all to blame for letting it get this way.
Countless days, months, years, of pain and stress built up to a high boil
ready to burst, I fear the worst is yet to come, that it has only just begun.
If I unravel, if I fall apart if I crumble beneath it all, who well be there to catch me when I fall?
Grasping at strawsLoveGrasping at straws7 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It comes and it will go
Tears you apart of all you know
You fly through the clouds without a care
Where ever you land, your not aware
But there's always the other side
When love runs out, it's the end of the ride
Left in pieces, your hearts is broken
You're out in the cold without a word spoken
We were insane to hope that it could last
But we kept on anyway and had a blast
I still don't understand what went wrong
Probably end up in some sad love song
Will we ever speak to each other
or am I cast aside like an old lover
I still hold my hand out to you
The next move is for you to do
Creator (Poem)Too long in this place,Creator (Poem)8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It never seems to end,
Every day is the god-damn same!
Surrounded by mess,
And inferior minds,
Yet I am the one who's insane,
Well I don't think so,
I'm not blind like your children,
I will not submit to you, creator!
Nor your children!
They will not be worshipped!
So you label me as a petty hater,
But you know it's not true,
The anger gives me the drive!
It motivates me to slay you down!
Then once you have fallen,
Even lower than me,
I shall enjoy stomping you into the ground!
But first are your children,
I shall deal with them,
And if I can't persuade, I'll destroy,
And when their plague comes,
And this world lies empty,
The silence is something I shall enjoy,
But maybe I will be victim,
To my own creation,
Just like you were above,
But I wasn't strong enough,
And I may never be,
But I'll still take away what you love,
You made them in your image,
Well I will make them in mine!
I will evolve them into intelligent beasts!
And for the ones who refuse,
Nothing ChangesFor nothing has changedNothing Changes9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We may be separated
But never apart
UntitledDans une cage enfermé,Untitled9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Souhaitant la liberté,
L'Être se demandait
Ce qu'il n'avait pas fait.
Dans un excès de confiance,
Il a vu une romance;
Sur ses ailes il s'est élevé,
Uniquement pour mieux tomber.
S'étant cru malin,
Il ressasse en vain
Ses souvenirs ivoires,
Ses espoirs illusoires.
La corde tendue,
Sa foce décrue,
Soutient tant qu'elle peut
L'ombre du malheureux.
Ma flammeLes beautés divines d'un monde oniriqueMa flamme9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ne sont de toi que de vulgaires mimiques.
Depuis ce jour où je t'ai rencontrée
Tu hantes toujours mes pensées.
Ta présence écaire mes idées noires,
Les remplaçants par des espoirs illusoires;
Ma sérénité n'est qu'un mensonge
Quand ton visage hante mes songes.
Ton bonheur fait mon malheur
Mais ton malheur plus encore;
Mon sourire est un leurre,
Derrière, je suis comme mort.
Je me ments en souhaitant
Qu'ils puissent te rendre heureuse,
Je ne tiens plus, espérant,
Une issue malheureuse.
Jalousie est mon nom,
L'envie est ma raison,
Ne subsiste aucun doute,
Mon être me dégoute.
Cependant je ne peux
M'empêcher de t'aimer
Car tu es le feu
Qui m'a embrasé.
So why ?Don't worry my dearSo why ?17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'll be right here
You almost fell in
With that wide and scared grin
That madness of yours
That everyone adores
Who knew it would be so contagious?
I guess it's one of my stages
I pulled you back out
But you screamed
And I didn't know what was it about
But it wasn't what I dreamed
Madness is but a monster
Who is just an imposter
I slipped and fell in
And it all had to begin
It consumes you
And I don't know what to do
Laughter is the only thing I know
So I just go with the flow
It's getting better
So it just doesn't matter
I can see why you fear
So just go to sleep my dear
Didn't you help me out of here?
'Slowly Sinking'It is time to go.'Slowly Sinking'20 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Waited for though
Dreaded this moment.
Movement has slowed,
While the sole sound
Is my heart ...
How its beat is speeding up
To my worst of luck;
Time to say farewell
And reach another world
I've never set neither these two
Very feet on.
This feels more peaceful than I
Have thought before ...
... More peaceful.
Where's the dramatic music?
The final sentence,
It's all gone.
Happening before me.
For a period I knew it would come,
Yet I never thought I'd feel
So calm and unemotional.
Just a pale face in surprise,
Memories of this life
Flipping away like storybook pages
At these eyes;
And while the slow-motion arrives,
I realise that I
Haven't even packed the luggage,
Gave a good-bye kiss,
But I'm fully grown.
Have never been ready for this;
The final sentence ...
It's all gone.
Oh Lord is this
Really happening so quickly
Or is it some silly dream?
I was really preparing for nothing;
Believing this would never be occurr
A Prologue to My ParanoiaI’m so scared of death.A Prologue to My Paranoia23 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Not out of fear for my life;
Out of fear for yours.
Teenage CrushTeenage crushTeenage Crush1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
False true love
No is so
Time of paradigm
27/05/2015Ever just wanna lay down and cry,27/05/20151 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
'Cuz why should you even try?
When the world just seems to be crushing and grinding,
Your fragile,weeping soul.
The pressure of it mounting,
And you feel like
You are no longer in control.
Like you never really were,
You were never really there.
And you should never ever,
Have a dream you hold dear and near.
'Cuz really what's the point?
You were never really here,
From nothing to nothing,
All you can do is hope someone will still be here,
To remember you.
Haiku/Senyru: Non StorytellerI can create worldsHaiku/Senyru: Non Storyteller1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But I can find no stories
To tell within them.
In reality the End of life...In reality the end of life is an experience that we form our future with. Yet our momentary choices affect the rest of our lives, thus they should be wisely perceived, appreciated often The Powerful wisdom is the time it takes to review and consider the presented and emotional facts..The real secret to a thriving society and life, is knowing we are all symbiotic creatures, and acting The past, future and present all happen at once in the dimension of time The Life is a series of moments...In reality the End of life...1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Deja fucking vuSEPTEMBER 1, 1939Deja fucking vu1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
W.H. Auden, Another Time
I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
Of a low dishonest decade:
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of the earth,
Obsessing our private lives;
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.
Accurate scholarship can
Unearth the whole offense
From Luther until now
That has driven a culture mad,
Find what occurred at Linz,
What huge imago made
A psychopathic god:
I and the public know
What all schoolchildren learn,
Those to whom evil is done
Do evil in return.
Exiled Thucydides knew
All that a speech can say
And what dictators do,
The elderly rubbish they talk
To an apathetic grave;
Analyzed all in his book,
The enlightenment driven away,
The habit-forming pain,
Mismanagement and grief:
We must suffer them all again.
Into this neutral air
Where blind skyscrapers use
Their full height to proclaim
The strength of Collective M
Horses Of The TidesMonsters are waiting in the wingsHorses Of The Tides1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As the audience laughs and applauds
Sing sweetly of your life and death
Of your highways and your final breath
One by one the characters arrive
The phonographic promise comes to light
In the poetry of response
The lions stand at guard
The fire warms our souls
And defends our nights
Breed me a lustful sinner
So that I may be deflowered again
In the night of rebirth
Make me into a noble winner
So that their criticism may end
In this night of rebirth
Mother may I hang I
In the eye of another emotional storm
Mother may I hang I
In the eye of the one yet to be born
When our mothers slowed us down
Charlotte raised the floodgates
Here comes the horses of the tides
Sped in cycles before it's too late
Tantric sermons of thought are
Softly spoken 'round streetlights
Providing street corner soundtracks
Of a ceremonial night
Under the cold moon's glare
Like that of the nocturnal mare
Here comes the horses yet again...
Rapture and confusion
MasochismTo starve orMasochism1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
not to starve?
Ileana's ElegyMy fairest CountessIleana's Elegy1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I stand here Doubtless
That you know your Ordeal
The World stops turning
The Fire stops burning
Say that it’s not real
The Stars await to claim you
And their love is true
And I feel
They took you,
They took you
And this wound cannot heal
'Let Go'What have I done'Let Go'1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Deserving of fulfilled wishing?
They say change will come,
But gone is all hope inside.
So numb I could prick this finger
With a needle to nonchalance;
The ones who never once cared
Now fail to revive this lost soul.
The stage and the spotlight,
As factual as some fairy tale;
Even if somebody comes
To mend this heart and teach me to soar...
I'd only want to be let go;
I'd only want to be let go.
Nothing will ever
Part me from this utopia;
When my eyes are closed here,
They open there, where I belong.
Such a waste of one shining sun
To make me smile for just one moment;
For when I am laughing, I laugh
Before the dark clouds return again.
It's nothing but a joke,
So scared for all they don't want to lose;
Well, the horizon looks so bare,
Hope I never see myself reaching there...
I'd only want to be let go...
I'd only want to be let go...
... I only want to be let go.
Why won't You let me go?
~ Composed on 11th of May, 2014. ~
Can You Hear The Sirens' Song?My body is a house immersed in flames,Can You Hear The Sirens' Song?1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
foundation marred from self-destructing heat.
There's boiling blood inside my copper veins
and tears are running down adjacent streets.
A firefighter's tearing up my head
for ventilation, giving CPR.
My steadiness is hanging by a thread
that's ripped apart. Collapsing. Au revoir!
Investigations will unveil at last
that arson was the reason for my fall.
The spark, it grew with every year that passed
for every fire's starting faint and small.
Take Time (Like a Goddamned Thief)Underneath the floor boardsTake Time (Like a Goddamned Thief)2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Between wavy teeth
Plunged in apple cores
Lies all the intent
Who hides his judgement
Because of all his social anxiety.
It manifest outside of reality
To complete the picture my head has shown
It always brings such grandiose mystery
I despise so horribly whenever its know
Every night I spend alone.
Raped by me.
It’ll take time
Before it finally fits in my mind.
Clock ticks again.
Are we simple yet my friend?
The years may only complicate
What never had a plan.
My head spins with fantasy!
Can I bring it where I stand?
No matter how many reasons or how may pains
I melt them all down until their same.
I think I understand now.
No I don’t.
Maybe it’ll come in time.
My name was NarcissusI often dreamt what others thought of me--My name was Narcissus2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the golden boy with golden youth and face
so fair--and all of those who turn to see
my golden hair find love and never hate.
But I could never fathom what they saw,
for I had never truly seen myself.
Or maybe my reflection's only flaw
Was that the water truly shows one's self.
Black hair, black eyes, black fate. From what I saw--
I did not know! The doubts were all I knew.
Self-love may be a standard fatal flaw,
but loathing is a talent of the few.
And so I fell from heaven, off the shore.
A flower lives; Narcissus is no more.
A WarningIn a deep, blood-red crimson ink I now writeA Warning2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In response to what has transpired tonight
A warning dark and cold, take care to heed
All of you who may have done great misdeed
To those whom prey upon the weak
All wolves among lambs, to you I speak
Whatever your cause, be it greed, pride, or lust
There is no darker path than betrayal of trust
In descending to shadow from your origins of light
You may find an unexpectedly difficult plight
Down in the dark, where you've decided to dwell
Are yet fallen angels whom live there as well
May you forever be wary as you start on this trip
For others are watching, waiting for you to slip