I WishI wish I wish I wish I had a thousand years to liveI Wish1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for if I had this wish I wished I'd have much more to give
I wish I wish I wish this world would learn to live in peace
for if I had this wish I wished all mindless wars would cease
I wish I wish I wish all children had a ma and pa
for if I had this wish I wished sweet love would be the law
I wish I wish I wish that I could fly a ship to Mars
for if I had this wish I wished I'd travel to the stars
I wish I wish I wish all people loved their brother true
for if I had this wish I wished no one would e'er feel blue
I wish... I wish...
well, maybe someday
ClairvoyantI am not ashamed of my demonsClairvoyant5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And neither of my flaws
I have got my simple reasons
The ones on which I can gnaw
I'm not haunted by perfection
That is not what I seek
I prefer real affection
I favour being a freak
I am me not your vision
I can live how I want
I don't need your permission
You are no clairvoyant
Back to Status QuoEyes down, eyes downBack to Status Quo1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
keep those bloody eyes down.
Unsquare your shoulders,
hunch them well,
and don't you make a sound.
Do not offer your assistance,
but be sure to keep your distance
Posture? Slumped and broken
try to shrink
or be skewered on the lance.
Walk Inside My HeartTake a walk inside my heartWalk Inside My Heart1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Where it's warm and never rains
Where the rhythmic beat caresses
And it washes away your pains
The view is always perfect
The sheets are always clean
There are never any lines
And people are never mean
It'll shield you from the world
And take the brunt of force
Where you never feel sadness
And there's no need to feel remorse
Come take a walk inside my heart
Where you will mean the world to me
Take a walk inside my heart
Where you'll live for eternity
Ocean of HeartsOcean of Hearts3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Atlantis holds mysteries,
As mystery of a heart unfolds
Deep sea petals blue and gold
A lapis tapestry oblation to love.
For love has built these dreams
Of vast diastrophic means
The mean of which we've forgot
That to remember is forgiveness.
Garner such pearls in hand
A hand to demystify the truth
Forgotten SeasYou know how you sometimes feelForgotten Seas2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the dead butterflies?
It's winter again,
roses and doves
are one word-spikes,
the power within.
Music for mental healthI put my headphone oneMusic for mental health1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Listen to nice tone
Not listening to the bad news
Of what I am going through
I don’t want to hear
About war and disease
I don’t want to hear
About what will kill me
Let the music set me free
Of bitter sweet symphony
Of the sound of melody
To forget about my disability
Blocking out the world that don’t understand
To the sound that make me dance
Freeing myself from within
For music is my medicine.
Overseer - AcrosticOverseer, I am dubbed, a witness of all.Overseer - Acrostic6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bearer of brains unrivaled,
Safe keeper of secrets untold,
Eyes wide as our Earth,
Reading the lines of life, I am.
No being can bewilder me;
Granted pure clairvoyance, I was.
Always keeping watch,
Life as an astral entity,
Looking for knowledge without recess, I do.
Where the Road ForkedWhere the Road ForkedWhere the Road Forked13 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The road to Evermore is long
And hard and filled with stones
Along this road stand towering pines
And willows with long and heavy vines
Underneath, 't is never known,
Who or what may be found
Most passers-by would simply leave them alone
Then take the trouble or the time
The road carries on for three hundred yards
And at the junction the road forks to the north and east
'T is believed that the paths at the fork are just as hard
They must be lined with stones at least
Well I have journeyed to that point
To find a solitary bungalow
But the way wearied me so I could not walk in
Although I feign would have done
And the sky was dark with clouds and there blew a heavy wind
So I looked for a moment and walked on
I would choose another day to go
Of ferns I seeWith fringed tips I seeOf ferns I see1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of verdant nature's glorious gift of life
Leafy tips sway from wind
Guter HoffnungEs ist sehr kalt in dieser Nacht.Guter Hoffnung2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Der Wald erscheint in weißer Tracht.
Und auch wenn wir zusammen gehen,
kann man nur meine Spuren sehen.
Einst schöner Spiegel, silbrig See.
Verstaubt bist du vom Pulverschnee.
Auch du kannst es nicht lang ertragen.
Doch werd ich mich aufs Eise wagen.
Into The Gloaming Wood Ch:3And I slept beneath this talking treeInto The Gloaming Wood Ch:32 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One more player in my legend of three
A guardian in waiting and a guide for all
Waiting for the Green Knights call
But my rest was disturbed by a cry so dire
And far to the distance one could see ash and fire
“He broke the pact and he broke the law”
“He bought to these woods flame and saw”
And a terrible roar met with a laughter cruel
Where forges fury met furies fuel
And his ancient roots tore from their sleep
And with dreadful speed they began to creep
“The Green Knights gone, he's left his land”
“He's condemned my world to rock and sand”
“But I will not fall to the Dancers blade”
“For when time was born, I was made”
And I watched in horror as his doom walked fore
An angel in rags and a king whose poor
A smiling face on a hateful mask
A delightful man with a sickening task
I ran to the music of the end of the world
The fury of nature at the Dancer was hurled
The battle shook
Okay!Am I okay?Okay!2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Well, if by okay you mean functioning,
Then, yes, certainly!
I'm most definitely okay!
I'm not any other way!
I'm the most okay I could be!
MotherI stirred around a bit,Mother5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Now suddenly I'm here,
Is this your womb, Mother?
I know—I feel you near.
It's nice to be here, Mother,
But it sure is dark inside,
I can't wait to leave this place,
This place where I now hide.
I'm excited to meet you, Mother,
Though you seem really sad,
Now you're angry, Mother,
Did I do something bad?
What is this place now, Mother?
These tools in your womb—what are these?
They hurt me, pull me apart,
Mother, help me, please!
Mother, I'm alright now,
I am safe from harm,
You don't have to worry, Mother,
I'm in Jesus's arms.
Though I am safe now, Mother,
And His love fills me with glee,
I still don't understand,
Why you would do that to me.
53. Futurefuture—53. Future9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
making me scared
agitated, apprehensive, cynical, imprudent
FallenFallenFallen16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Can a fallen be redeemed?
If I fall, can I get back up?
Some sanity hails common people as kings.
Toxic poisons of evil reign in peoples' insanities. They hurt themselves with unclean stings.
I hold my ground. Deny all sound.
Broken angels consume the souls of the wicked that God has drowned.
Such sorrow must they borrow. The fallen Ziggurats of Babylon's tower of Babel are now crushed to show that we got too close to God's side and He became angry in his pride.
To let the silver tongue deceive the feeble hearts. Pity. Damn snake his lies so gritty.
The same one that Eve and all the other children of Eden's fallen who follow dark arts. If God can raise the dead. The God of all should love the angels who fled. God. I don't mean to prod. Even the angels who trusted the defiler of souls need love. Oh God highest above.
Have a Good DayI don't think I know how to start over or keep starting over again..Have a Good Day19 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When my mind isn't fully in it if I can't see or touch it.
Surely, because the phone won't win it
And often it will make those stray
Away from me this day
However what can I say
Can't change the habits not build in one day
And so I move and keep on moving
I cannot stop not even in self soothing
My mind is ever going
On a path that never stops rolling
I'm afraid most will just give up
On what I am.. I say my own tough luck
What can I do
What can I say
So if you do one day part thy way
I bid you farewell and have a good day
Komodo Dragon.: Komodo Dragon :.Komodo Dragon20 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Thick tail lashing,
In battle thrashing,
On the island the fearsome reptile thrives,
With venomous bite and teeth like knives.
Beast like the dreaded drakes of myth,
And yet with a sprint so shockingly lithe.
Forked tongue flickering, venom glands filling,
Stalking prey, preparing for the next killing.
Slithering, pitch-black claws drag over the earth,
Unworn as the large lizard patrols their hunting turf.
Villagers beware, beware the sacred dragon,
The beast honored by such a religion pagan.
In a cage, lonesome and roaming,
Thought to be of a mouth foaming,
Claimed an insentient, emotionless being without remorse,
Blamed to be one who only seeks man as their main course,
The Devil's Messenger.I am a courier,The Devil's Messenger.22 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A knight in plain armor
Doused in unblemished blood.
They may call me killer,
Of the foggy village.
But my name is not those,
For I merely serve her
In order to protect
The ones I hoped to love.
Alas, who does love me?
O, repulsive I am.
I serve a cold devil
Who dawdles in bane sin.
How I began my work
I know not, for the sun
Does not shine in the bog.
Couriers need not eyes
In her corrupted land.
Her cadaverous claws
Ripped one from the socket,
Yet has spared the other.
Aye, my soul is hollow,
And craves impeccant nights.
For whom do the bells toll?
The lost, innocent souls,
Of whose blood I have shed,
Pace my skull in cold red,
And the weary cries of
Children haunt every night.
Every death mutilates
My conscience, for I am,
I deem, one with mankind.
I am but an atom
Drifting among currents,
Slurries of sanguine shade.
Timetime is passingTime1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as I'm asking
How long can I go?
With this bullshit
and your nonsense
maybe I should go
where's no frequent
feeling I should go
So I'm asking,
time's still passing,
why I haven't gone?
Poseidon WakesDead men drifting from the seaPoseidon Wakes1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Poseidon's breath down in the deep
Filling ships with men set free:
Dead men drifting from the sea.
He is not the same as we;
His eyes are open, up he weeps
Dead men drifting from the sea.
Poseidon's breath down in the deep.
SilenceSilence...So innocent, so final.Silence1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Underneath it all, without vitals.
Every movement lingering, staring.
Words should be spoken.
Like a machine and it's tokens.
Feed your souls slot and embrace what is sought.
If thou speak with the tongue of a serpent, as you did this day.
This I will remember, your silent dismay.
For you speak through silence.
Forever Alone am I and MeForever alone am I and meForever Alone am I and Me1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
At the end of this new day.
Broken and free, without shed tear,
I see my life with clouded clarity
And quietly I beg and pray
For forgiveness after I err.
Mine are all their errors,
For the fault is placed on me.
Despite my effort and prayer,
I am kneeling alone this day.
My reeling mind sees no clarity
And face burns with fervent tears.
Seeing through my bloodied tears
I think back on man’s errors,
For the dying see with easy clarity,
And I am one of those, me!
Breaking this wonderful day
As those around me solemnly pray.
My mouth moves in silent prayer
As my memory fogs with tears
For this is my own Judgment Day.
Unanimously, my peers try all my errors
But they will never understand me
Just as I never saw myself with clarity.
The one joy death brings, clarity
Pierces my soulful praying
My voice rises to the sky me
On the broken tracks of tears
And all that’s left behind is error
For I have already left that day.
After that old and broken day