My Dear FriendIncreasingly a much needed person, the wall of which I lean upon.My Dear Friend15 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You keep me clear headed in my darkest of times, emotions are downright disturbing.
I’ve fallen in love with you, it doesn’t even matter what kind, I just want to sit close to you and leave all these worries behind.
I feel proud I can do the same for you, and you’re the only one I’ll believe that it’s true.
Such a blind trust, so unaware they say… I’d only say to a point, it’s rare to feel this way.
Where I would normally be jealous, where I would normally get upset, but with you I feel neutral and content.
Nothing you do bothers me and I’m beyond glad, but lately my heart has been wounded and
I’ve gotten a little bit bad.
I don’t doubt a single thought of yours and with my life I would trust, however it is unrealistic to say you can keep track of every slip of words.
Perhaps I’m now too weak; maybe I’ve let my walls down to fast overnight.
Morbid Realitysometimes people feel lostMorbid Reality17 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when hurtful words turn to bitter thoughts
when contempt turns to yourself
you, too, will feel like some toy on a shelf
and within each bullet you will find
with hopeful lies it is lined
away from you slips your pride
you couldn't see that they had only lied
and then the words erupt through your head
painting your life's canvas red
The FailureIf I offer some kind statementsThe Failure28 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So your sadness might subside,
Ignore them completely
Make it look like I never tried.
If I'm acting too happy,
Say "You're acting like a fool
Take life more seriously!"
Make those words sound cruel.
If I seem to be upset
Scold me on the spot
"You think YOU have problems?
You don't know what you got!"
If I try to add something
To an ongoing conversation,
Subtract me from the group
Shower me with alienation.
If I show you some respect
Laugh it off completely,
"Who gave you the right
To come and talk to me?"
All of my successes
That I thought would make folks proud
"It doesn't mean a thing, Jim!"
You've told me out loud.
I should only be remembered
For the failures that I've had,
No one cares about my triumphs
Only times I've messed up bad!
A loser I shall be
In the eyes of so many,
That so-called self-confidence
I no longer have any.
Someone to laugh at
And say "Hey, look at Jim...
My life may be tough
But at least I ain't HIM!"
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Adventurous CatOn a lonely road of dirt and muck,Adventurous Cat56 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of wind that blows the trees they struck.
Against the branches they swing and swerve,
Nature’s way that’s here to serve.
For there is harmony within the zone,
A mystic force to call of their own.
And from the trails, where life sustain,
By a feline cat that’s curious to retain.
This little one has a bigger dream,
To cross beyond the valiant stream.
A stream of roads where man once build,
Beyond the charts the man has wield.
And tread the wishes of the friends to part,
Who warn of man’s wicked heart.
Yet nothing will stop this impetuous friend,
Who dares to strive on the road at end.
WarnedBurning furyWarned2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Running through my veIns
From acidic rage
My head throbs
My vision blurs
My heart pounds
And my speech is slurred
My mind is racing
I can't think
But my tongue becomes sharp
As I start to speak
I'll tear you down
Until you are no more
I'll leave you weak
Lying limp on the floor
But it won't be my fault
It'll all be yours
You opened your mouth
Even after you were warned
A child no longerControlling me, forcing me, bending me to your will, no I don't think you will.A child no longer4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A child no longer I can choose and refuse. It's my life, my right to do as I please, to set my mind at ease. It's you I can't appease, nothing I do will ever please you. Nothing I say can change the way things are. Just my hopeless fear, mind on the edge ready to lose control. Nothing else to say just let it all go. Let it all flow, like an endless rain let it pour. Thoughts mixing and blurring can't tell what's, what anymore.
Unraveling feelings that can't be ignored. A child no longer, I can think on my own.
Your words they hurt, they cut like a knife, stabbing me to no end. I can only pray for it to stop, but I'll keep fighting till I drop. A child no longer, I can see clearly now. See my mistakes and flaws, You were right to call me wrong. Will I be able to stand tall, will I be able to make it through it all? To get up after I fall, I guess I'll never know, cuz a child's all you'll ever see.
AnniversaryToday, a year ago you died,Anniversary6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's been a month since I last cried.
My eyes refreshed the bloody stream
Because I saw you in a dream –
In our yard, playing with a dog,
Then suddenly – engulfed by smog.
Just stood there – couldn't beg or move.
My love, as always, couldn't prove.
I watched you disappear again
Through the psychedelic terrain.
Tried to speak - couldn't say a thing;
My mouth felt like a broken wing.
The words were bleeding through my brain,
Flowing across wretched domain,
Dripping scattered on the dry ground...
Please read what I can't say out loud
And this once hold me, hug me tight,
In this so shapeless, boundless night.
One last time, take me on a flight,
Let me bask in your gleaming light.
Monster beneath my bed...Monster beneath my bed...Monster beneath my bed...6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I talked to the monster beneath my bed,
He said he was not there to harm me,
But speak to me instead.
He told me of death and all the peace it could bring,
He told me that life was a peculiar thing.
I listened intently,
Without even a word,
Watching him closely,
Nodding to show that I'd heard.
I talked to the monster beneath my bed,
And just as my closed,
He said he was not there to harm me,
But tell me that I was dead.
Death is all I knowDeath is all he praises,Death is all I know6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Death is all he wants,
Death is all he talks about,
Death is all he hunts,
There I sit listening,
There I want to cry,
Hold myself together,
Cut for the high,
Curl up in a corner,
Sob while I'm alone,
Death is all I think about,
Death is all I know.
My mind....My mind is a prison,My mind....6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A sanctuary that keeps me against my will,
My mind that torments me,
My mind that is ill,
Here I stay,
Here I hide,
Covered in lies,
You'll never get to know me,
Please don't even try,
I'm not really here,
I'm not really alive.
Fading treeI'm feeling like a tree in winterFading tree9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lost all my leaves
Standing alone on the sidewalk
Of a grey abandoned street
Surrounded by a low wooden fence
No others to give me some company
Shivering as the snowflakes fall down
On my frozen branches
Slowly tearing my skin apart
The howling wind making my desperate screams
Muted, forgotten, heard by no one
The ice making my blood a bit solid
Every now and then
The feeling of loneliness gnawing my bark
Until I dry out of pain
And disappear a little more
DisgracefulI want your blood smeared on my canvas of greyDisgraceful9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dark emotions turn to blood red hate
My ambition to kill you, to watch you bleed
There's no reason for you, you needn't breathe
You're a nuisance
You're a disgusting disgrace
Bit by revenge, you still choose to hate
To hurt all the people who cared for you most
Who cared when you were broken, not if you were gold
You've cut them to pieces
And torn them apart
If I wasn't literal
I wouldn't think you had a heart
You're so cold, I freeze when you walk by
How could a heart beat inside a block of ice?
You are not human, you've made that quite clear
And I know it's not what you want but you needed to hear
Hear me voice my anger and my one last regret:
To trust in a pig with no conscience left
You are stupidity, a mistake, you're a mess
I would take it all back if you'd give me a chance
Cut out your heart and stomp on it instead
Who could ever love someone so heartless?
Life is a lullabySur un ton doux, elle nous endortLife is a lullaby9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Elle nous emmène ailleurs,
Là où il y a de la chaleur
Les notes composent ce sort
On respire à son rythme
Elle nous rend calme
Ce son enfantin fait grandir
Notre âme va la maudire
La vie chante d’une belle voix
Elle conte tes péripéties
Toute une mélodie qui se fonde sur des "si"
Tu es son idole, suis la voie
La composition de son chœur est ambiguë
D'un côté, les vivants, les aigus
De l'autre, les morts, les graves
Tant que l'équilibre est tenu, pas de trêve
Mais, quel instrument a commis une faute?
Tout s'arrête? on sursaute
On sort de ce réveil
On part dans un sommeil
Une résonance creuse
Rien de plus qu'une berceuse
Le film de la realiteJe me crois dans un film,Le film de la realite10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sous ton crayon tout s'anime
Les protagonistes sortent de leurs cases,
Formulent à leur guise des phrases
Dessinateur, tu ne fais plus ce que tu veux
Devant tes yeux ils vivent
Ils ont des émotions qu'ils contrôlent
Ils sont indépendants de toute cette colle
Ton scénario, ils déterminent
Ils le sentent dans tous leurs organes
Ils ne miment rien
Avec ton imagination, ils ne forment qu'un
La lumière du jour, c'est les projecteurs
Nous sommes les acteurs
Le monde sert de scène
Où l'on expose notre haine
La vie ne dure que le temps d'une scène
Alors que la mort prend pour elle seule un acte
Du personnage, elle laisse une image intacte
Même si le spectateur a de la peine
Pour finir, j’enlève mon masque
Prononçant la dernière réplique
Dans un dénouement proche,
Derrière le décor je me cache
Mon corps se fait envahir par la pierre
Je prends une position de statue
Plusieurs stades"Est-ce qu’on arrive à un stadePlusieurs stades10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
De notre relation où on a plus rien à ce dire?"
De notre bouche, les bonnes formulations ne s'évadent
Alors en réponse, je réprime un sourire
T'exposer oralement mon avenir serait un fléau
En général, il vaut mieux finir dans un cachot
Car il ressemble à une plante qui se fane
Juste parce qu'elle est livrée à la savane
Mon passé a duré une éternité
Il y a une quinzaine d'années
Que lui et moi sommes nés
Pourtant, des secondes il y en a une infinité
Un présent à tes côtés
Voilà la dernière étape
Je ne fais que de me la représenter
Tout le reste m'échappe
Dans deux lieux opposés, je suis omniprésente
D'où le sang froid dans mes mains,
Cette ossature apparente,
Et cet esprit qui n'établit aucun lien
Souvent, je suis loin d'ici
Te rejoignant dans le meilleur des endroits
Enfin, c'est ce que je c
ChoiceSeated before you,Choice14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
on this dreadful night.
I give you a choice dear,
to flee or to fight.
To stay takes great courage,
far more than you know.
Let me forewarn you,
it is I who’s your foe.
Your choice is a simple one,
and it’s all yours to make.
Please weigh this out wisely,
it’s your life that’s at stake.
A TasteA taste...is all you ask of me.A Taste14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A taste...you fool, is all you need.
A taste...to drown in your desire.
A taste...to burn in your own fire.
A taste...is something you'll never get.
A taste...to remember or maybe forget.
A taste...to quench an undying thirst.
A taste...would lead to so much worse.
A taste...is something we'll never share.
A taste...would bind and that's not fair.
A taste...of forever in a magical spell.
A taste...in the darkest depths of hell.
A taste...between two lost in the night.
A taste...to the victor of this deadly fight.
A taste...to let the beast go free.
A taste...is all you ask of me.
LoneOlder and selfish.Lone15 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Back to the blindness, enough of that.
He peeked outside his shell for a moment.
"Why didn't you take me?"
Even a phantom couldn't fathom
The shallow things he imagines
When he watches.
Promises made too tired to keep.
So he dreams they kept their word in his sleep.
The unrealized runs rampant like his passing sheep,
The shepherd fallen dead when his herd found another to seek.
Old FightsI look back on times in the past when I shouted,Old Fights16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
times when I've raised my temper, my fists.
The anger refreshes, fear rises anew.
Old emotions congeal from the past's cloudy mists.
I still know I'm right, I could not be at fault.
There's no reason at all I should be feeling shame.
I tell myself this, and it keeps repeating,
to quell the suspicion that I AM to blame.
Possible circumstance plays through my head.
what if I'd yielded to anger, to pride?
what if I'd struck him, if he had struck me?
and then what if we fought until someone had died?
Then my head erupts with primordial urges.
I search for something to vent my frustration.
my teeth and hands clench, My heart starts to race.
As a chance memory becomes a fixation.
It lingers too long, weighing down on my mind.
I'd clear the thought's out, if only I could.
I'd snap my fingers and rid these demons.
if I only knew how, I know I would.
House of CardsKártyavárHouse of Cards16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Álltam fent a toronyban
Magasan, a többit nézve:
"Várak, míg az elme ellát"
ezen tűnődtem. Emésztve.
Mennyi sorspalota magaslik.
Mennyi torony áll az égnek.
Mennyi jajszó nem hallatszik.
Milyen kevés már az ének.
A "kövek" némán vésődnek,
Utakat rajzol a kártyavető.
Keze az Időnél is vénebb.
Pusztít és teremt az erő.
Hihetem, hogy túlélő vagyok.
Gondolom mások is ezt hiszik.
Inkább tornyukban élő rabok,
Kik reményeik sírba viszik.
Várban élni lett sorsunk,
Sors, mely kéretlen adatott.
Lapok, melyek most támfalak,
Időzítetve omló alapok.
Patchwork and GlassTwo hearts are beating. Both whole in the beginning.Patchwork and Glass17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Both destroyed and mended back together. One Picked up the pieces and sewn them with leather.
The other was broken too many times for that. So pieces were placed in cement from a vat.
One of patchwork, the other of glass. They have found each other, at long last.
The Fear AgainFear increasesThe Fear Again18 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's night again
Crawling within my chest
The tightness of
My weary neck
Will it fade away?
Each time I trust
That it goes away
Even so, I'm still afraid
Each time I know
God is bigger than this
Here I am, still full
Doubting once more
I fall to the floor
Does my prayer reach the ceiling?
Will it lift up to Heaven?
God, the stress keeps getting to me
Take it from me
I want it away from me
Am I truly not trusting in You?
Is this some kind of test to go through?
My stomach rumbles,
But I'm afraid to eat
I thirst, and yet
I refuse to drink
This is fear, consuming
For when I think
I've overcome it
It comes right back
With a vengence
Oh, but still
The fear can't win
For if there's love
It won't exist
Everything's FineIndescribable isolationEverything's Fine18 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I Don't Want To Fight AnymoreI don't want to fight anymoreI Don't Want To Fight Anymore19 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am tired of the struggle.
I just want to be okay,
So I can keep my tears at bay.
I am tired of fighting for my friends,
When at the end they leave me with nothing.
I'm so sick of being left behind,
All I ever did was be kind.
I am tired of fighting for my rights,
I shouldn't have to fight for that.
Why should I fight for something that is free?
What sick world is this where rights have fees?
I don't want to wait for my happiness,
It's only ever taken from me!
Please, I just want release
From the struggle and to have peace.
You heard me call!
I won't fight anymore, today is the day
I shall take a long nap without a fight.