Where Angels WeepThere is a place where angels weepWhere Angels Weep10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
And demons never sleep.
Before the beginning, the darkness lived
And, in the end, it will come again
In the place where angels weep.
The fallen will rise and the stars whisper lies,
The sun will flare and blood becomes air,
As water and sky burst into flame,
Yet who is to blame but the ones
Who bear the deepest shame?
War makes its mark
And they will drown the final spark
When light at last meets dark.
That is the place the demons keep,
The place where angels weep.
it's always...just out of reachmaybe it's for the bestit's always...just out of reach15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
this blade deep in my chest
Das Ende GlueckNichts ist sicher,Das Ende Glueck12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
nichts ist unveränderlich,
die Gedanken sind stark,
sie können bewegen
von einem Kontinuum
Das ist die Hoffnung
in jeder Verzweiflung,
es gibt immer Licht,
denn ohne es
die Dunkelheit nicht benennen.
Das Gute kann
ohne Böses nicht sein,
würden es siegen,
wäre es diese Welt?
Die Welt bliebe stehen,
das Ende der Zeit
gefroren das Glück
und Stillstand zu gleich.
Found Poetry: Jade Colored GlassesJade Colored GlassesFound Poetry: Jade Colored Glasses12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was beautiful
with lots of crystal
And many other things
Especially in winter
See what was happening
Keep it all together
Well or not
He doesn’t say where he’s going
Cruelty to conceal his cowardice
What did you do?
They make you turn
Bowing and shaking
Back and forth
Did I do well without you?
Bring it back
A lower center of gravity
A voice on the dark
Especially in winter
Keep it all together
(– Oscar Lewis, La Vida; Amitav Ghosh, Sea of Poppies; Pio Baroja, Zalacain the Adventurer; overhearings on the Plymouth State University campus)
PushoverI'm not one of these.Pushover14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate looking at these.
We all love using them.
Too bad I'm not one of them.
You don't know me.
You never knew me, no.
I'm not a push over.
Not a damn pushover.
Ti Tu TaTaTi Tu Ta4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The clock running and nothing I can do
I'm running late!
I'm getting old!
It will prey on me!
Boldly and cold!
Ti Tu Ti Tu Ti Tu
I spend the whole young no use
Ti Ta Ti Tu Ti Ta
Now I'm drifting away,
God please help your man
Your useless piece
Ti Ta Ti Tu Ti Ta
Make me useful
Before death send me back to you
Ti Ta Ti Tu Ta Ti Tu
(Cornelis Senen van Rijmeien, 2015)
Stress is GoneStress is GoneStress is Gone6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The stress from the meltdown has gone,
And now I feel much better.
A good night's sleep calmed me down,
After watching a game show to relax.
Why do I panic at the drop of a hat?
I wish I could answer that.
It's embarrassing for all of us
When I have a meltdown.
All it does is beg for attention,
But it's in the negative sense.
If I keep it up, you'll all leave me,
And I'll be all alone.
Isolation I've wanted at times,
But never saw the consequences.
Now I see them from this case,
And don't want you to go away.
my moonLips blue, skin so fairmy moon12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tracing knotted serpents of your hair
Lookthe bursting beamsLook3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
shine ever forth—
there upon the silver-crested ridge
fast swelling from the deep—
blaze forth gazelle fast
escape and run run run
swallowed up at last by the sun
PULSE Magicians maths mechanismsPULSE4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mecarno, micro verse
Electron particle atomised
Frozen tearThe frozen tear I seeFrozen tear4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I did not know I cried
In a place of pure beauty
As another piece of me died
The snow caresses the land
The beauty so breathtaking
Yet my thoughts are of only one
And my heart is still breaking
So I hide inside the forest
Knee deep in the snow
Far beyond the bridge
Longing for a home I'll never know
A StickA stick, black and clearA Stick6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Clicks and clacks, sharp and fun sounds
Creates more black, unclear
Ruins Nothing by creating Something
Has much black, but not forever
Makes a thought into a solid
Black, flat as can be on Nothing
Too manyI'm obsessedToo many6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm overly in stress
The confines if my mind to kneel
I find the appeal
Of a sovereign mind
To indulge in some time
Well needed for peace and quiet
To continue it's thoughts of a similar riot
MysterySome mysteries, when you have solved themMystery12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leave you thinking all sorts of poor things of yourself
Such was the case to which I was assigned…
And as I came across a great many pieces
Gathered the evidence, somehow it would jog my memory
The way they were killed, where and why
Strangely it was if I had, I the detective
Done the very deeds I had been discovering myself…
Was I truly searching for someone?
When really the culprit, killer was closer than ever
On the job, I found myself…
At simultaneously and all the same
I solved it all…
But I never got to be the hero of this story…
In the end it was all about me admitting….
That all along I was nothing but the villain
Of the piece…
And when I got a greater grasp on what my other inner self had done…
I placed my hands in the property of my fellow lawmen….
And carted off to the loony bin
So was I…
To where I stay, am frankly perfectly content remain…
Until they drive “him
manic for depressionDear grace,manic for depression18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You've fallen too far
I can't reach you no more, my hope will stray
I just hope, our paths cross someday
the throw away...
Arbitrary MomentsDays slip by in a haze and I lose their name like a wisp of clouds drifting in a breeze and in moments like these I can't help but to question if I'm really here and this all really exists.Arbitrary Moments7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I sit here in this high backed chair trying to sink into its diminishing cushioning and as i close my eyes I feel like a spectator watching from both within and outside of myself.
How to truly describe it when I feel like I am never fully in control of my own being.
And throughout this life that feels like my own and nothing I will ever fully posses I reach for a tangible essence to either ground or release me.
I have yet to fully understand its form nevertheless it's a hope that I must hold onto to escape the helplessness that I fear will overwhelm me otherwise.
crimson lips, filtered tipsmy eyes stircrimson lips, filtered tips18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
my appetite whet
I long for the day
I'm not jealous of her cigarette
A Place to EscapeTo escape the darker places in the worldA Place to Escape10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where bad things tend to gather,
There is one place I will go;
That place is the world of worlds.
Sunlight reigns over lands far and wide;
In this place where my imagination resides,
Circuits and wires replace grass and soil,
And anything I dream may become real
While this cybernetic, online refuge
Only offers a temporary sanctuary,
It gives me the strength I need
To endure the true world of darkness.
Life and its many changesfeeling alone, surrounded by people. Feeling alone and unwelcome in your own company. Watching life pass and pass and pass and knowing that you can stop and yet you cant. Motion sickness from everything moving but nothing is not even you. You are not moving. Just stuck... stuck forever in this world on nothingness you created. you let happen. you let yourself stand in the middle of a pool with no suit. You let yourself slowly drown in a glass of water. You let the nurturing nectar of life slowly spill to the floor like tears over spilt milk. You are the only one that has failed you. You. you pray and you beg for a change you wont let yourself see through because the only one who can change you is.. you. and so you just let yourself slip into this chaos of letting the world move you instead of you moving in your own world and suddenly you wake up one day not knowing how you got there or who you are or why you are or even what has happened. you wake up not recognizing yourselLife and its many changes11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sajak Labu ErlenmeyerAh Sialan!Sajak Labu Erlenmeyer2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Larutan ini tumpah
Internal StrugglesInternal StrugglesInternal Struggles6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The greatest battle one will fight
Is the one against himself.
One side will tell him one thing,
While the opposite says another.
It often leads to indecision,
And lots of frustration.
It may lead to regret,
Even if it was a good move.
Id, ego, and superego,
Always bickering with each other.
Business before pleasure,
Or pleasure before business?
Or could it even be one
Without the other one? Period.
In the end, there's no such thing
As achieving satisfaction.
You go right down the open space
And you argue with your inner voice,
On what is the best thing to do,
And how to compromise.
Culture wants you to be one way
While God advises another.
The path that God advises
Is always the better path.
Yet why is it so difficult
For me to function this way?
Why is the world dragging me down
When I don't want it to?
The world is way too much for us,
All creatures great and small,
But once the afterlife has hit,
There's no more internal struggles.
Until that day arrives,
LeopardsMy mother and I are leopards.Leopards15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
We can’t change each others’ spots.
We’re off-kilter reflections,
same golds and browns and blacks,
cursed flesh tearing itself apart.
I came from her living body,
the same skin my claws now shred.
And her teeth on my neck,
once a comforting embrace,
dig in like bristles and tighten.
Survival, she taught me too well.
I’m a predator through and through.
I’ve grown too large, too quickly;
ever more brash and fierce a thing
with a rough barbed-wire tongue.
We know to keep to the shadows,
to explode upon our prey.
At the first sign of weakness
we destroy one another,
frustrated, trying to escape.
At the PlantAt the PlantAt the Plant6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hope the $9 per hour I made
Was worth the troubles I suffered,
All this week, when I got a temporary work,
Through a temp agency called Express.
I was at this factory that does pet food,
And ships it to stores nationwide.
I soon learned how hard it was
To keep up with everything.
One guy harassed me so much,
The bosses chewed him out.
The weird thing was that he was apologized
While at the same time being rude.
I think I am to blame, however,
For the bosses chewing him out.
I took everything he said personally,
And it was leading me to make mistakes.
Once the bosses made sure
That I stayed away from him,
Everything went better,
Though one thing is still clear.
While it's great to get paid,
It's also great to be free.
I never, ever, ever, ever,
Ever want to go through that again.
It's no fun getting home after midnight
Every single time.
Now I can catch up on sleep
And actually look for something I like.