HeartbreakA sudden slip into the void, emptiness bloomsHeartbreak4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
letting the quicksand pull you down a hole
your stomach drops as you fall in the dark room
where you sit face to face with hurt
He will not back off with his punches
and you can't run
You sit there, and all the world's clocks stop
in that moment, in that time you wait
and so is the lump in your throat
and every thought is a puzzle
and you think:
How beautiful to be able to cry
I Love You and Goodbye. (A short OTGW poem)You said you would protect me,I Love You and Goodbye. (A short OTGW poem)1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
In which every case you did.
You admitted that it was your fault,
Even though I was only a little kid.
You said that we were lost,
But we found our way with a plan that you made.
If it wasn't for your help,
I would have never been saved.
Now the house is quite,
There is not a clarinet to be heard.
The only sound I hear is out my window,
Which is a little bird.
I sit here alone,
staring at a tree.
I know this poem isn't the best,
Cause you were the one who did poetry.
But I wrote this for a reason,
So if anyone wonders.
I will just simply say,
It's for Wirt my brother.
I wish I could have told you,
The day that you died.
I would have said That I love you Wirt,
I love you and goodbye.
Past, Present and FutureIn the PastPast, Present and Future5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I was childish
The world was bright
Too much light
In the present
I am annoying
The world is dark
Too much shadows
In the future
I will be mature
The world will be gray
Plenty of sunshine
Plenty of rain
CommunicationBack in the day, communication was doneCommunication19 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
by pen and paper or in person instead of sitting in your room across a
phone line you would sit down and have a glass of rye
and goodbyes wouldn't be lies sent across texts with a mess of emojis
you'd be having a pepsi
with a homie
Driving out of reception wasn't a question
no digital obsessions
and you communication didn't rely on
duration, because there was a
sensation of going out and the
creation of new friends was the best sensation was
the best stimulation
And I'm writing this from a standpoint
Where I used to be like this
And the next time our red giant smashes this
Earth with another decade to millennium long EMP blast
We'll have to raise our masts
as our roots will be revived
And this is all timed like a clock
Ticking until the final hour
So enjoy the world now 'cause we wont
Be Back Later
Because hour by hour
Your lifeline signal goes one bar lower
and you shouldn't go slower 'cause in real life
There is no lag.
Once Upon A Time There was a girlOnce Upon A Time5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
set out to find love,
but it's hard
to find something
you can't see...
or smell, or touch.
And with a heart
that was completely numb,
she couldn't feel it either.
The Girl's Perfect ImperfectionsEvery morning she stares in the cornerThe Girl's Perfect Imperfections5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Waiting for the light that shines over
She quietly cries, no one in sight
Strangers pass by, she weeps in fright
Her dark long hair covers her angelic face
The drops of tears form a beat in pace
Looking up, it was already dark
She sat there waiting, that was her mark
The hazel brown eyes slowly turn black
She waited so long, is it ever coming back?
Crying in despair, she can't hold it anymore
Thinking of giving up, she's done for..
Her hand started crumbling, it was too late
She got weaker and weaker, the end fo fate
Laying on the ground, cried her last tear
She's already free from the imperfect fear.
MarkiplierMarkiplier53 minutes ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He brings joy to our lives, makes us smile on our darkest days,
He’s entertaining us, cheering us up in so many ways.
He might just be a guy with a camera, on the other side of the screen,
And yet, he makes so many people happy, it needs to be seen.
Every time there’s a new video, it doesn’t matter how short,
No matter if games, vlogs or something silly of some sort.
It brings a smile to my face, makes me feel warm inside.
He just gives us the feeling he’s always by our side.
He cares and worries about us so much, doesn’t want us to be sad,
Just like we care and worry about him, and I think it needs to be said,
I’m not sure he knows how much he means to us, to every single one,
We cry and laugh along with him, miss him whenever he is gone.
We just love to see him smile, we want him to be happy too
People might think, we adore him too much, but what can we do?.
We know, he has a heart of gold, wants to do only good,
So what I’m trying to say
Everyone Likes an Asian Girl“They’re stealing our men,” I hear someone say in the back,Everyone Likes an Asian Girl17 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
“Why do all the hot guys go for Asian girls? They all look the same.”
And I laugh because it’s funny how
“Everyone one likes an Asian girl.”
It isn’t exactly hard with my big anime eyes and constant perfect pink flush
I am Ka-wa-ii
With my “exotic” dark hair
Like some kind of rare Pokémon
With my small stature and my petite figure and my b cups tucked into a schoolgirl uniform
I’m honestly not sure if you see me as a girl
Or as a fetish.
You’re sapiosexual? Then I’m the girl for you.
I can calculate the ninth root of ln of e in ten seconds and recite all the known digits of pi, that’s p-i not p-i-e
Not smart enough? Good thing I also read the original Russian texts of Tolstoy in my spare time and play five different instruments
And let’s be honest here if you’re looking for the perfect housewife you’ve come to the r
Poetry Session: War of HeartsPoetry Session: War of Hearts6 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My heart can barely feel
what I once saw real.
It was once strong brave
now itself can't be saved.
I had stopped castrophies
Yet I could not prevent this tragedy.
I defender of good, I fought the bad.
Yet I lost myself, isn't that sad.
I am blacker than that day.
My body free of decay.
To heal the broken souls
that is my goal.
I do this to end the war of hearts,
so that it never happened from the start.
InvisiblePeople ask me what 3 words i would pick to describe meInvisible5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I say Alone,Worthless,Invisible
People ask why? why do you think this
Because that's what i am
Live a day, a month, a year , a eternity in my shoes
You will know why i say this
I am alone everyday
I am ignore because of my personality,Alone
I am treated like dirt
I am told i am waste of space, Worthless
I walk the halls and i am not seen
I try and talk to people i am not heard, Invisible
I am nothing but Invisible
I walk along this path will people i can only see
They see me too but to everyone else
We are Invisible
InsanityYou have given me all this painInsanity3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You didn't do this when you were sane
But now you are filled with pure insanity
And I must ask why do you do it to me
Now you're filled with pure insanity
This is not how it was meant to be
Now your insanity is too strong to tame
Even I doubt that you'll be the same
But for now I am stuck waiting for you
And I wonder do you miss me too
Both of us know this is not how it should be
Don't worry it's just pure insanity
Third time's the charmim aloneThird time's the charm1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
what they say
what they say
what they say
make it change
make it change
make it change
make me change
make me change
make me change
So I don't
want to die
want to die
want to die
DeadYou were with me,Dead4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You are not.
You were alive.
UglyI don't mind if you judge meUgly1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I won't waste time on irrelevance
I learned the real meaning of ugly
And had to reflect on my negligence
I heard about this alley cat,
His fur was white and black and scruffy.
He didn't look the fondest, and to be perfectly honest
I wouldn't have let the little guy touch me.
His tail had be severed,
And he couldn't really hear
he was missing his left eye as well as an ear.
Children were warned and their parents would scorn
Never to ever let Ugly come near.
He would would have been pretty,
A decadent little kitty;
If his neck and shoulders weren't covered in scabs.
The kids would all taught him,
Yelling that nobody wants him,
As they'd all gather round and they'd laugh.
As they mocked, they'd throw rocks,
And the adults got the hose,
His paws were slammed in their doors
If his foot touched their floors,
Because Ugly was ugly.
Nothing less, nothing more.
But no matter what happened,
He'd forget the cruelty he'd witnessed
He'd curl up at their feet
And just be
.of dreams and nightmares For days he has dreamt of a better life, where he would be accepted by his loved ones so that he could be who he truely wished to be. He dreamt of acceptance and support; something that didn't go hand in hand with his current life. He dreamt of love, and of happiness. He dreamt of being lucky, and of miracles that would never come true..of dreams and nightmares 1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He dreamed and dreamed, finding peace in the escape of his mind, to his fantasies. Fantasies and dreams that he felt were squashed every waking hour of the long summer days he spent alone, hiding in the highest mountain top of a wonderful wonderful, made up world.
He spent hours, pondering and praying, praying to the god he didn't even believe in.
But who's to say his life was as much of a nightmare as the scenes in his head of fighting dragons and saving lives.
Who's to say he hid from life because he didn't want it.
Who's to tell him he can't dream forever, forever in the world he created as a way of banishing the foul, nightmarish world h
Prefix-1318793132txt死は、私は関係なく、それから逃れることはできませんどのようにハード私はそれが毎秒私が住んで常に存在だ人生は終わりがあるのか、なぜ私は私の最後の息、私の最後の言葉、私の終わりを取るとき、私は、なぜ、失う別でみてくださいそれはなぜこれほど短いが、悲しPrefix-1318793132txt1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I saw you.Minä unohdan.I saw you.4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Se tulee niin kuin kaikki muutkin ajatukset.
Mutta se on usvan peitteessä,
Liikkeeni pysäyttää vahva savu verho.
Savu verhon läpi käteni koskettaa tyynyä
Kehoni vajoaa pehmeään linnaan.
Suljen silmäni hetkeksi
Ikkunan takana verivaahteran lehdet tanssahtelevat
syksyn riemuisen sävelen mukana.
Hiljainen laulu yhtyy lehtien huminaa.
En istu enää omassa huoneessani,
jonnekin paljon kauemmas päädyin.
Myskin alta nousee tuoksu
ja raottaessani silmiäni
sydämeni lyönti tihenee.
Näen sinut istumassa vastapäätäni
Kynttilä valossa me katsoimme toisiamme
En koskaan unohtaisi tuoksuasi.
Mitä antaisinkaan kuullakseni sen vielä kerran.
Ja niin kuin kauan sitten,
Kuulin vanhan hiljaisen kaiun
toivon siitä ikuisuudesta.
Mutta kun räpäyt&
These Primal Angst and UrgesThe want to shout out all the breath in your body, with all the power within you cry out into the nothingness, gazing at the moon; sometimes it is hard to deny.. To expel all of your might into the cosmos and lay there, breathlessly gazing into the stars, as the universe fills you once againThese Primal Angst and Urges19 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Lost And Found: One Broken, Empty HeartUnwinding, unraveled, pushed past the breaking point alone in the dark. Feeling pulled in so many directions but unsure which path is right, knowing mistakes will be made, life lived and lessons learned, so scared to choose one not knowing where they'll lead. Afraid of heartbreak and disaster, guarding the heart I once held on my sleeve. Regret. Regret for all the past mistakes as some come back to haunt me in my dreams even though I try to push forward. It's hard to move forward when there's nothing to grab hold of in front of you. No longer feeling like myself I continue trudging through the muck of yesterday's guilt and tomorrow's uncertainties. Someone is out there, waiting for me, but I can't hear them in the stifling silence of this terrible, lonely darkness. I know there are arms to hold me out there somewhere, to comfort and warm me when I'm this cold and numb. Maybe one day I can stop looking and they'll come to me...or maybe it's all been a dream. An illusion painted to fightLost And Found: One Broken, Empty Heart20 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Midnight Poetry: Fus LamentThe claws of reality slice deep, but not nearly as deep as the sight of that face.Midnight Poetry: Fus Lament6 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The moon in the eye of the one I'm supposed to love took shape to a face I've known and loved for a year.
As I watched that beautiful face writhe, that face split down the middle, forming two.
Two familiar faces I knew all too well.
Two faces I've known for longer and loved just as long.
As I watched the two faces struggle to become one, I also saw my heart.
A heart divided between the two.
Behind the split lament, a third, a figure rose up.
That face, that unseen face was the one I'd known the longest and loved the most.
But alas and woe I stood aghast, a heart divided by three.
Glimmering faintly in the shadow of the three, a form.
A wavering outline.
This form loved me, the one best for me.
But doth I return this?
Of course not.
My heart would never accept him.
That heart earlier divided by three, finally shattered into oblivion, never to be stitched back.
A beautiful oblivion.
Untitledle han regalado a la tierra una tarde horribleUntitled5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
del mes de abril. bajo las copas del olmo muerto,
muerta la tarde, y muertas las flores,
a solo un andar de la abierta sepultura, un lecho de rosas descompuestas y los podridos pétalos de los geranios mas amargos de roja flor.
el cielo se hace largo, el tiempo se hace un karma, la tarde es siempre nueva en su pasar incesante,
corría un aire fuerte y seco.
pesadamente, descender hicieron, la caja hasta el fondo de la fosa, los tres sepultureros...
ya solo se rompían los pesados terrones polvorientos...
el aire se llevaba de lo hondo de la fosa el blanquecino aliento.
y yo que ya ni sombra tengo...
ahora solo cantan, al romperse, mis huesos.
To: my love, and future wife. I don't care if you will never get this, because you most likely won't.To: my love, and future wife. 5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But I want to try
I want to try and tell you that I love you with all my heart
But not only my heart you will receive
You will get all of me.
I love you with my feet
My big toes
My knees and my elbows.
I love you with all of me, and not only my heart.
You are my soul, my everything
When we are apart there is pain but when we are together the pain slowly eases,
And with every kiss and every hug the pain stop, along with my heart for a brief moment.
I hope to get that last name, but you may have already moved on from the time you read this.
I may not have good grammar, sure. But you know the message I am trying to bring to you.
I may not know big words but I can use simple ones with more space on your screen.
I still have every piece left of you I could gather,
From signatures to pieces of art
Because I miss you
Because I care
And I never want you to think I feel different.
I've been dating G
Everything You Do Does MatterIt's true some days can last forever,Everything You Do Does Matter6 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And years can slip quickly away,
But remember that after every night
Comes a bright new, hopeful day.
Help a stranger, who may be in need,
True kindness acts without thought.
You may be the rainbow in their dark skies,
The kindness that they've long sought.
It doesn't matter how big or small,
Or how insignificant or grand,
Everything you do does matter,
When you reach out a helping hand.
It's simply enough to smile and wave,
you don't have to walk on the sea.
If someone says something that you don't like,
It's okay to disagree.
One simple act can make someone's day,
Even if you aren't aware.
Everything you do does matter,
Because kind acts are kind of rare.
#ThatguyYou make me the guy in the movie theater with my phone out [texting you and chuckling quietly to myself at the bad jokes you crack] because the thought that your words could rest in my pocket unattended to is too awful a thing to bear. No movie, no cute actor or score, regardless of it’s stupendous bars could make me forget that you sent me a cybernetic message in a bottle of radio waves sailing through the ether and silently into my pocket, until my phone vibrates excitedly upon reception in the venue. You make me that guy. The one everyone stares at and can’t help but smile, #ThatGuy; the one with the radiant glow. Something amazing happened to you lately didn’t it? https://yesitdid.com_youchangedme/#Thatguy3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
#ThatGuy You know him right? You’re getting there. just keep following the back of my hand that you’re learning so well and I will take a sharpie and draw a pound sign on it so that when you look for me, I will always be at the top, at the top, top of your b