I WishI wish I wish I wish I had a thousand years to liveI Wish5 days 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 demonsClairvoyant4 days 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
TnM - Reincarnation of Love Capitulo 1Marie PovTnM - Reincarnation of Love Capitulo 12 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pude sentir que algo se aproximaba, que mi respiración se aceleraba de una manera increíble algo malo iba a pasar, volteé con angustia para descubrir que Tommy estaba caído en el suelo, sentí como las lágrimas caían de mis ojos, fui directo hacia él. Lo cogí entre mis brazos apoyando su cabeza en mis piernas dobladas; traté de pronunciar palabra pero ninguna salió de mi boca, volví a tratar de decir algo está vez si pude.
- T-Tommy – hable por fin, se escuchaba casi como un susurro - ¿Q-Quien te hizo esto?
Él solo me miro por unos instantes entre triste y desolado, al verlo así no pude evitar cerrar mis ojos y llorar, pero en un instante sentí como una mano acariciaba mi mejilla de una manera suave y linda, regresé a mirarle.
- ¡Ey…! – suspiró – Sabes que no me gusta verte llorar
Me dio gracia en ese instante y solo di una carcajada
- Eso, así
Sound of a Silent GoodbyeI am haunted by the silenceSound of a Silent Goodbye3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of our last goodbye.
Our final kiss was guidance
For the hardest goodbye I can’t deny.
The look in those eyes
Showed how difficult it was for you,
As if you were watching my demise.
I thought I was, too.
The sound of the silence
Was more than I could stand.
But I waited through the intangible violence,
Tearing passed the current moment unplanned.
I always thought the silence made a sound.
I wasn’t for sure until what happened now.
With the stare we shared, a little hissing became profound.
The thoughts rumbled in rage, which I had to allow.
There was pain in my chest.
There was sorrow in my mind.
I could have easily guessed.
Depression was the cause of me being confined.
The sound of a silent goodbye
Developed a sad being within me
That will forevermore scream until I die.
My capability of ever stopping it, I can’t foresee.
A silent goodbye has an everlasting sound,
A sound only heard by its host.
It constantly has a rebound,
Which will mak
Your storyWhat is it?Your story2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What makes you you?
What placed that iridescent fire into your heart?
Who placed it,
and who held it there?
Tell me your story..
and I will tell you mine.
Writers..are simply,Writers..2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Observers of Humanity.
SanguisGrotesque have faults demanded climbSanguis2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And surpassed the need to ask their place
While windowless columns collapsed
Deluge burn second scores in trace
Meridians bisected meet
For caps have dragged responding tills
Now harvesters live by the axe
For valley walls picked clean have fills
Corralled to anarchy for scraps
The holes claim amany scavenged trail
Joyous in earnest waiting pass
To falls of broken wails
Gregariousness glued their fate
One plate atop its pillar
Glass lips all stain the path of one
Who gives to their creator
In junction of the gimbal's ring
A continuous morose
A faceless sadness unable
To show it short express
Would cliffs trip wheels on lightened hall
Have axles off their ruts
The easiness to turn their flow
Stemmed by what shall abut
A vehicle passengers pile
Evicted into sudden void
Lets clattering the turns bestill
So road has loss the long employed
Now mill pound earth flakes from its bed
The tiles jam bringing its end
As circulates the sounding bleak
An Army of DucksIt's words I love, it's words that carry.An Army of Ducks3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When times get hard, when things get scary.
I push a pen, the pence in profit,
A pensive thought, a pad to prop it.
I rhyme in loops, I dive through hoops,
An army of ducks, I rally the troops.
Reflect on this, discover that.
The idioms go tit for tat.
The loony birds their echoes drone.
I look to skip the perfect stone.
Out on a tangent, clearing skies,
Out in the thicket, hearing cries.
Way off topic, caught your guard.
Take a trip back to the ward.
Laziness in free-form verse?
Akin to blight, these words I curse.
Nothing worse than lazy rhyme.
Transcendence ticks in metered time.
JirachiHave you ever wished upon a shooting starJirachi3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And wondered it it will ever come true?
You don't really have to look very far
For the Wish Maker can grant it for you
After his peaceful thousand years slumber
He emerges from his purple crystalline shell
Only seven days, that's his destined number
Hurry and tell your wish before the farewell
A small white Pokemon, with yellow streamers behind
Three blue rectangles hang from his head, like wish tags
Generous and innocent, he's always happy, always kind
He soars high into the night sky, bright like colorful flags
Such a powerful gift the Wish Maker possess
Always in constant danger when in the wrong hands
True friends guide him away from this greedy mess
Those friends are who the Pokemon truly understands
He grants wishes to bring joy to all, to everyone
A selfish wish, that's not what the Wish Maker allows
He's meant to bring happiness to the world, bring fun
Think twice before wishing, think fast before he drowse
This is your last chance, you
Forgotten SeasYou know how you sometimes feelForgotten Seas1 week 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.
LeatheredGracious though the time is doneLeathered3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Come ask why I have seen no sun
Nor blue of any vigil sky
That wanders past an enclosed grind
My cavernous compound is breached
The skull has lost its clenching teeth
But bone is dead even inside
If mind will not enact, but hide
Your feet are treading nervous gaps
A transfer long to come mayhap
I slunk but you approach my shell
The light of life into my hell
It shows the soft and pudgy me
Too scared so left to atrophy
A fallen place that draws your frown
Unto my face I hear your sound
The buzz of burning shards outside
The crunch on wasted vessels dried
My house a ruin brings your gaze
To lone curator's yielded days
Your stripes are dark like waves on sand
Reflected at your toes, my hand
The ties gone numb have sodden spoiled
And in the breathless heat they boiled
A leather for the cords to wear
And ash becomes the ones you bear
But one whom seems to stay the end
Come, and ask what I intend
Back to Status QuoEyes down, eyes downBack to Status Quo5 days 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 Heart6 days 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
BiblioclasmPeople burn like pagesBiblioclasm3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bad memories with good.
As ash covers their faces
They do what no one should.
Like blank and blackened corners
We never had a chance.
And so we rip
This city fills with mourners
Who shrivel at a glance
While they rip
Flaming books that once were vessels
Burning with them all our pasts.
When they rip
How to write a simple poemDove rhymes with love,How to write a simple poem2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and home rhymes with comb;
And that's really are there is to writing a poem.
My Home TourThis room here is where I failed to sleep,My Home Tour3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This one over here is where I was broken,
Up those stairs is where I'd weep,
In that cellar is where I had last spoken.
Right out back is where I hid,
And just out front is where I ran,
Down that hill is where I slid,
And at that lake is where I'd plan.
That hill there is where I fell in love,
Just across is where I'd broken it all,
That post over there is where I watched the dove,
And over there was where I built my wall.
Now at this desk I'm shattered glass,
And in that forest is where I'll cry,
And in that forest is where I'll pass,
And in that forest is where I'll die.
In a World of SinI live in a world that fills me with devastation,In a World of Sin3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Because we're pressured into having acceptance,
For the morally incorrect regulations,
And we go with the crowd with no repentance.
I live in a world that leads us to our demise,
Because most of us cannot distinguish,
God's wonderful blessings from Satan's lies,
And we're told God's nonexistent and to relinquish.
I live in a world where we praise in our institutions,
But some of us do not find the true loving God,
We heavily breathe in the deadly pollution,
And receive no help, even as a known fraud.
I live in reality where we embrace sin in the culture,
And we're told not to care about the end results,
Most teach the youth it's great to be a lustful adulterer,
And we don't speak the truth, so we must also take fault.
I want to live in a world where we're not afraid,
To speak the truth like we should be,
And might possibly for it end up in the grave,
But only physically, not spiritually.
I want to live to the day where we want no more,
LiesWhen you are with the windLies4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or soaring through the skies
Make sure you're not blind
To the world's greatest lies.
Overseer - AcrosticOverseer, I am dubbed, a witness of all.Overseer - Acrostic4 days 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.
Of ferns I seeWith fringed tips I seeOf ferns I see5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of verdant nature's glorious gift of life
Leafy tips sway from wind
Music for mental healthI put my headphone oneMusic for mental health5 days 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.
Where the Road ForkedWhere the Road ForkedWhere the Road Forked5 days 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
Komodo Dragon.: Komodo Dragon :.Komodo Dragon5 days 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,
Guter HoffnungEs ist sehr kalt in dieser Nacht.Guter Hoffnung6 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Der Wald erscheint in weißer Tracht.
Nur meine Spuren sind zu sehen,
obwohl wir doch zusammen gehen.
Einst schöner Spiegel, silbrig See.
Verstaubt bist du vom Pulverschnee.
Auch du kannst es nicht lang ertragen.
Doch werd ich mich aufs Eise wagen.