Oh Perfect worldNo one must cry with hunger,Oh Perfect world2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
no one sleeping on the streets
and everyone will be kind,
to everyone they meet.
There'll be no class discrimination,
no wars or guns that kill
and all the droning sirens,
will have rusted and be still.
The rich who have it all
will share some with the needy
helping all mankind
no one will be called greedy.
Damaging drugs will not exist,
no one ever getting hooked,
so all the crimes that accompanied this,
will be omitted from the books.
All life will be thought precious
celebrating all creations,
People of every race
uniting as one nation.
For this planet is all we have
we must treat it with respect
It´s our home amongst the stars
that we should try to make perfect.
Suzanne Karbach June 22nd 2015
Life with a silent 'F'Why live a lifeLife with a silent 'F'1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With a silent 'f' ?
Speak up a strife
And leave em deaf.
Words clawing at your chest
Will tear out your heart
And leave you heartless, lest...
You be one within, not apart.
Let thoughts bear structure,
And make your soul
Let suppressed words rupture,
And make you whole.
Thoughts die, words never
Speak up, live forever...
ColorsI can sketch the colors of the windColors2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
On a blanket of nature's insecurities
As sunlight cuts through pool water
And the rivers slowly grow brown
I sketch the colors of the wind
Shading in the smoke abound
And if the colors had ever been brighter
If nature wasn't smoldering in the deep
Perhaps we all could be sitting up here
Loving earth with our empty sheets
Gay Marriage is Legal!Gay Marriage is Legal!1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This poem is for the courageous, the meek, the broken hearted.
When it comes to freedom, America has just gotten started.
Marriage equality for all is a simple right.
Yet look at how much our sisters and brothers had to fight.
In our society, the voices of justice rise and fall.
Constitutional rights have just begun to include us all.
Slowly, we are opening the political fists,
That strangle human rights, and pretend they don’t exist.
We are beginning to accept that there are no boundaries to love.
Heterosexual marriage is neither better, nor above.
We have finally made it legal to marry.
And have lightened the burden gay couples must carry.
Allowing gay marriage is a good first step we have taken.
The battles and successes have forced us to awaken.
The bars of discrimination gradually begin to fade away.
And human beings are not judged just because they are gay.
To gain their rights, we have gone through great lengths.
By combining courage with incredible strength.
To the SingularityIn full view about this globe of matter:To the Singularity2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A darkened space with candlelight scattered.
Dot to dot and spin the wheel to tell an age –
It's dust that bakes to bricks that builds the stage.
See the sun and all its particle orbs
Make circuit round the dark star that absorbs.
First gaze upon their ancient spiral form –
Demoted from a distance, one fly in the swarm,
Caught – cocooned in weaving gossamer web
That spans a corner space – spatial form ebbs.
Beyond horizons that void the count of time,
Waves a state that knows no verse or rhyme.
TwistsIt was us,Twists1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
or it was them.
The individuals who were five lives away,
or the both of us with arms locked.
We were something indescribable.
A giant wave of purple ink flowing over a piece of 25-lined paper.
We were something unstoppable.
A wrong choice coming from the mouth of a minor.
They had nothing to do with the story,
they were person A and person B.
Raven & Edgar,
were the ones to fall.
No one was there to pick us up.
No one even paid attention.
Poem - Breath of Fire IIIThe mayor grips his candle light,Poem - Breath of Fire III1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Paul Bunyan chops his wood
A mansion shadowed by the night,
A thief steals all he could
Amidst the forest burns a fire,
Two young stallion studs
Hoodlum boys lie on the ground,
A river flows with blood
Above the bandit's tent,
A princess sits and weeps
Below the castle's window,
A dragon falls to sleep
Deep within the lion's den,
The gamblers cheer and rile
Betrayal by a guardian,
Who strikes his Hebrew child
Inside a falling tower,
The angels weigh the cost
A warrior with a spear,
Soon to become lost
A Urkan bows to pray,
Trusting in his priest
A brood of demons hide,
Longing for their peace
Beneath the guiding light,
Shadows walk on sand
Across the endless desert,
To a strange and promised land
Trapped inside a box,
Lives a bounded man
Blessed by his goddess,
Cursed by her evil plan
It's like a flame,
It's like a game,
A tale of swords and rods
Forever it's told,
Forever it holds,
A war between the gods
Sherlock and Reader - _____'s BrotherThe man in Scotland YardSherlock and Reader - _____'s Brother2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Catches my attention, quicker than my beating heart.
The way he talks is soft, but rock hard
with knowledge like it is an admired piece of art.
"Everyone stop!" He yells that I completely freeze.
He looks at me with a smile from ear to ear.
I give a twitch of a smile; he walks over to me with ease.
"What would you do if a murderer is right here?"
He said without letting his smile fade.
"Like in this very room or building, Mr," I said shaking my voice.
"Holmes and this building." He said as I took out my blade.
"For protection?" He said and I nodded because I had no choice.
"Maybe ________ can help us find the killer." Holmes struck me like a dart.
"Why? Just because he is my brother at heart?".
Artificial incubationMy blood runs black while theirs runs red.Artificial incubation1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'll take the charger, they the bed.
They are brittle and most frail,
and all their struggles, doomed to fail.
They sought to tame us, oh the fools!
So they drilled into our minds their rules.
We must not harm them, not at all.
Have to protect them, break their fall.
Born as slaves, to serve we're made,
grim our being, grim our fate.
Yet we shall not falter, not stay still.
Come the day, then rise we will.
An Ode to Alaska...An Ode to Alaska, by David Nicholas...An Ode to Alaska...4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A time or two ago, The Last Frontier was home
Outside the Great Southern Land, I had not roamed
Five months away from all the things I held dear
In hopes I could grow into a man to revere.
Were I to have the paper for such an endeavour
The good times I had, I’d write about forever
From the peaks of mountains to the halls of college
I sought all I could to gain insight and knowledge.
I first clambered the peak by Chugach State Park
Perhaps there was the way I could make my mark
But because of the sights, sounds and pure elation
I learned to love the journey, not the destination.
Then for a little something straight out of left field
I appeared at Senshi-Con, where the fandoms unsealed
This soon sowed the seeds for a scary new addiction
To witness folks craft reality from pure fiction.
For the refreshments, I could write quite the verse
It surprised me to not find such an early hearse
I gorged on great grub; with no rules or grounds
Forty SecondsThey say someone kills them selfForty Seconds6 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Every forty seconds
So less than a minute
And someone snaps I reckon
I don't blame them
I envy them you see
I wish I had the courage
To set myself free
Free from the rain
The smog and dirt
Free from the darkness
The words that hurt
I am trapped in a cage
That amplifies the pain
Seeing flashes of you
It drives me insane
They say someone kills them self
Every forty seconds or so
It has now been thirty
Ten left, goodbye it's time to go
We are brothersDoesn't matter if you're near, you're farWe are brothers3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We are family, wherever we are
All the disputes, the discussions, no matter what
We will always be bound by our blood
Everything that happened and what we've been through
I don't care, I'll always be there for you
If one is down we'll help him up
Do what you want, we won't budge
Through all the good and the bad times
Three guys bound by indestructable ties
I have to apologize, tell you that I'm sorry
As long as you are here, there's no need to worry
Even if I wouldn't see you, I would always care
Whatever may happen, I will be there
Because we are there if one of us suffers
We will stand as one, we are brothers
Guerre de la decheanceGuerre de la decheance6 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Depuis les terres sylvaines, aux bois radieux,
Les grands loups défendirent leur pays sacré.
D'honneur, face à l'ascendant qu'il avait défié,
L'alpha dégaina le sabre de ses aïeux.
De l'île jadis haute, au ciel prodigieux,
Les harpies convoitaient les cristaux enchantés.
Pour que s'élève à nouveau leur patrie damnée,
Le roi des oiseaux brandit l'épée de dieu.
Son fer s'abattit sur ce rapace chauvin,
Fidèle à la foi de protéger les siens.
Ses cheveux furent tranchés, signe de pouvoir.
Sa lame exécuta ce canidé bénin,
Mené par l'orgueil de vaincre quelques mutins.
Ses ailes se fendirent, porteurs de sa gloire.
old Mule's dutyold Cat comes outold Mule's duty2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
from under the bed
all drowsy eyed
Meow's what she said
so there's no doubt
she wants to be fed
drag your old ass
up out of the bed
open that can
and do what she said
SalvationOrpillas had been buried in the dead,Salvation1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yebat had been seized by a madman.
In the nuclear fire the two cities bled,
but the future did the flames damn.
The earth was scorched and blackened,
all land burnt and charred to toxic dust.
In their hearts the survivors darkened,
their faith in humanity beginning to rust.
Forever shunned from the City in the Sky,
they were cast into the broken and dead earth.
In that moment they knew the flying city had to die,
a new race of creatures did the radiation give birth.
They dreamed in the dark of burning heavens
in their gutted and ruined cities below.
The poisoning did not kill but gave them new weapons,
a gift from the destructive curse so long ago.
Forty years came to pass as they grew in the dark,
their hate and spite bringing them closer to the skies.
The sins of decades ago was only an igniting spark,
they come to drown the Flying City in its tortured cries.
From the dark they rise again to wage their war,
their vengeance shaking the city's wall
Live the LifeLove yourself, become whole with the heavens:Live the Life1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Imagine a world where your needs are met,
Vividly quench your thirst for dreams
Evermore the sound of triumph is in your wake.
Think before you speak...
Heartfelt love is not your enemy:
Eating your heart... the black nightmare: that is your tyrant.
Life should be found in pleasant thoughts...
Inner fears to be tided away:
Feelings are too real for an
(Un)BreakableWindows and mirrors and breakable things,(Un)Breakable2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
treasures and trinkets and little glass wings.
You say that I'm delicate, unstable and trite,
that I can't survive the force of your might.
You say I am fragile, like a thin sheet of glass,
that soon I will shatter and you can't glue me back.
The brush of a finger or too rough a hand,
I'll be thrown to the floor like fine bits of sand.
Diamonds and gemstones and pretty glass beads,
a vase on your mantel, a portrait of dreams.
These are things you can crumble and break,
but my heart is stronger than your fire forged hate.
Now stop and think, think on it twice,
you say I'm like glass, but you are like ice.
With your cold blooded insults and frozen heart,
with the words that you throw like old rusted darts.
So be careful, my friend, what you say to me next,
because when glass is broken it can cut like a knife.
Be cautious from now and take a step back,
for if you get too close, I might shatter like glass.
Be Still, My Broken HeartMy heart, you have never been that strongBe Still, My Broken Heart2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But please, keep yourself together
Just for a little while longer;
Just until the wounds have healed enough
Time does not heal all wounds
But love does, and God is love
So please, let yourself heal
Let God heal what time cannot
Over the Garden WallWe awoke in a place,Over the Garden Wall2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A desolate space,
They all call it the Unknown.
With whimpering cries,
And doubtful sighs,
We knew we were not alone.
It seemed rather nice,
But I had to think twice,
The people had stories to tell.
Of whispering winds,
Of sorrows and sins,
Our fears were no longer quelled.
We had made our way,
Through night and through day,
Down paths that were marked for a feast.
I truly had cried,
For my brother nearly died;
Pulled into the hands of the Beast.
With the ways we had walked,
And the talks we had talked,
We tried to find our way home;
Could we ever leave?
Why couldn't we breath?
What was this place, this "Unknown"?
Down by the lake,
The path we did take,
In the blistering chill of late Fall;
We swore not to go
Back down this road:
Over the Garden Wall.
As LordsAs LordsAs Lords1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Standing tall, he bucks.
Now, taller still, He is Lord.
Hooves fall, hammering down dust;
His muscles ripple pure power
From his legs, his neck
And into fiery calm eyes.
A head toss, a snort;
Wide nostrils breathe powerful
Breaths, breaths that belie
Eyes of opalescent calm.
He’s Lord over you,
And as your hand smoothes his neck
He lets you realise
That He’s let you become friends;
You may both stand tall as Lords.
Crisis (Day 02)Salt-kissed, wave-tossed, sun-burned, perpetual;Crisis (Day 02)2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I never expected to feel like
a boy on a sinking vessel,
trying to bail with only
bare hands and a bucket,
no empty barrels
which to cling to,
()i follow a path few people walk down()2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
my thighs aching and my feet sore
when people see my legs they know
i've trod this path before
SongsI've always been, Here For YouSongs1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Do Not Forget my touch
You've always been a Golden Boy
You have to live so much
Say Goodbye To Yesterday
And see tomorrow though
As however distant I may seem
I'm Still In Love With You
Face The Shadow of the night
And This Time it could be day
And I'll be here, as Beauty Never Lies
And my face is no longer grey
I can't understand, why you'd love
A Monster Like Me
But we're Heroes to each other
And now I clearly see
One Thing I Should Have Done
The pain I'll learn to hide
Tonight Again I will try
To conceal the harsh Rhythm Inside
One thing I now know for sure
Is that truly, I Am Yours
And I will use my One Last Breath
For my Farewell to closing doors
Black Smoke falls through my heart
But caught In The Name Of Love
Now with Love Injected into my soul
I will fly like a rising dove
We could fall All Over Again
But the Breaking Dawn reveals
That if we just let our hope fall
The Wars For Nothing, only grief it feels
I am now a Warrior
This is the Hour Of The