Shades of GrayThe space in the middleShades of Gray15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of the dark and the light,
Where lines are blurred,,
Crossed, erased, and redrawn
In a new color.
Where time is seamless,
Endless, boundless, limitless,
Stretching into an infinity of
Indeterminate color, and
no one is paying attention to the color
Since they're too busy dancing
Over the hazy boundaries.
Where some dare to tread and others not,
But stick to the definite bank of black or white,
Except that really black and white are both
Shades of gray.
What do you think about that?
PoetryI have nothing!Poetry15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
My brain is full
My hands are
Even lack of
still reading this
What is art
if not the
Sure, I’m not
proud of this
That seem to
Is there a deeper
If I throw in enough
Will I be accepted?
If I pretend that
what poetry is
Will I be welcomed?
To write on
Is a hapless
Hold onWhen the world begins to crumbleHold on18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
and everything starts to fade
When life loses its meaning
and your love has passed away
When you feel unsafe, vigilant, exhausted
When you feel your at the end of your rope
For one day
You may see the sun
My TruthI am lostMy Truth2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
My shield has been ripped from very my chest
How shall I shield you from harm
These tattered crimson rags
How shall my cape wrap around you
I am the protector,
How can I keep what is so precious to me when all that I am is taken from me?
Run, I shall run
Yes hide my fears deep with my soul...
Push away yes I must push you away
Yet you still chase after me, even unto the sun you will not let me go
I do this for you, to keep you safe from harm
I am your protector,
Why won’t you let me?
Anger furry rage all consuming
I lash out, “I don’t love you.”
Yet you still linger
Your eyes scream lies my beloved, for you see me as I am
I am not my crimson cape
I am not my shield of hope
Nor am I the glasses which I hide behind
I am broken yet you love me through my brokenness
It is me that you love
Your faith in me you hold close to your heart
The trust you place in me shall give me strength
Oh beloved, my warrior forgive my rage
For I am unworthy of your love
Round the BendRound stones, formed around the bendRound the Bend9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The mind, the mind started to rend
The clouds they shook and soared
The rain, dark as blood poured
The ground formed and tore apart
The trees twisted and deformed, looked like a psychedelic piece of art
The roots of the trees ran far and deep
Death, he has come to reap
Souls sucked into a blood soaked sheet
The bodies, they smelled like rotten meat
Death has come to talk again
He does not care for all your sin
The mountains crashed and roared
The carrion birds hearing this soared
The caves echoed and spoke
Everything the caves said seemed like a cruel joke
The sun, once bright and clear turned black
The people, breathing the sickness started to hack
The cities twisted featureless and tall
They looked like a vast and ancient hall
The candles were dripping and lit
They encircled the hall like a vast ancient slit
The flames came from below
The pillars took on an unearthly glow
The books were piled high, reaching to the sky
Their manuscripts, if read wo
Mute AgainJust yesterday a ways away, I was born into a cage made to look like a crib. A padded cell in which to lay your head and lay pressure on your brain. We lay waste. We leave when there's no exit.Mute Again3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
We watch as we're watched from eggs into dust. Our pulse reads stable as the strangers pull the plug on us. Crooked as the bars I peek through to try and see the empty spaces in between, the note that sings out muted to us but to its keys, it screams out only the truth.
Mute-a-gen and mute again are the mutagens against this white backdrop, back and dripping blanks on our closed eyes that are staring at lids which beg to be open. Our first lullaby sings to the past passengers passing by on an empty train to somewhere out there.
Scene #1, Crime #2Bittersweet is the crime of caring, like a kiss from my lips to the barrel of your gun.Scene #1, Crime #24 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A postcard from a ghost town ripe with ashen chalk and the smiles of frowning plants.
Decrepitly intrepid pits that rise to crack the sky of seedling suns.
The dust has settled in too its vacation in the eyes of the many few.
The cause of life is buried in my palm that meets another, meets another, one and other.
MethodologyHe admires the painting upon the Austrian churches wallMethodology15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
That of a true auteur and he takes interest and praise within it
Where mother does not…finding it unpleasant…
He goes on to tell me of his praise of the work
But reveals he has seen no others…
And yet despite claiming love of a single work…
He has vowed to hate all others to the artists name
Without even so much as taking the time to see them
Has not even looked upon any…
He tells me he finds them cold, ice ridden
That he cannot chip through them to give nor take a chance
He deems them again without much effort to understand
Or even view his other pieces….
Too cruel…and that coldness, combined with cruelty
Was a form of fascism…
He calls the great Dane’s humour out as fact
When he knows it not his true view…
I’ve been told he’s considering visiting the gallery again
For perhaps one more glance….considering one other
Of the artists’ work
told youIf I told you first date, five minutes in,told you17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see myself in love with you.
If I told you now, 2nd date 30 minutes in, I see us in bed. Intertwined in a mess of pieces.
If I told you now, 6 months in, I don't see this moving forward, we darling have met our end.
But is it the journey that forces us to grow, together or apart?
Would it be so hard to imagine, If I told you now, 365 days in that I see forever in the way you say my name.
I can't imagine a morning without your face.
No one will ever make me feel the way you can when you take my hand
And we are off on another adventure to slay dragons and build forts.
I see that now
UnstableUnable to shut out the voicesUnstable21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nobody understands me
Silently wishing I would die
Always about to hurt someone
Being alive is a nightmare
Leave me alone
Everyone wants me dead
regret, egret. Egress.I drowned what was left of my innocenceregret, egret. Egress.1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
for you, like a deranged mother's children.
You said, "Thanks for the change." Then,
the door slid right and open, and you walked
away from the store of my convenient love.
Your face lit up with a pretty sneer, turning
quiet and quickly like your courageous heels.
Anyway, I was waiting to watch your ass,
again, slither out into the shimmering sun.
The last time lasts forever in my mind,
each wriggling half-infinite loop of lust
hurts as it helps a man regress and dream
of, oh, so much regret, egret. Egress.
A GeodePeople are geodesA Geode10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Deep down inside.
They suppress the urge
To feel self love and pride.
And far deep down
A long way underground
There is a
Pure crystal safe and sound.
But over the years,
Over what it hears
It starts to grow a shell.
People will see
Someone boring like me,
But under the crust
A crystal's about to bust
Shining a light
Ready to fight
Break through all the rock
If you keep talking' I will put sock
Right between your jaws,
No need for them claws,
A need to be 90 gigawatts bright
Will burst that shell open
Break through the thick and heavy crust
Bust through the walls,
Tear down the curtains,
Like a cat that LAWL's.
Get ready to hear
The best thing that enters your ears
Get ready to gear
Don't want to tear
You just gotta fight,
Break through and find the shining
Find the glowing, gleaming
Enigma Eres el ser que me hace daño sin decir ninguna palabra, sin tocarme. Eres todo un enigma, indescifrable, misterioso y oculto. Eso eres. Con sólo verte no logro ver más allá de lo que puedo apreciar, me pregunto ¿qué escondes? Tan enigmático. Será que de eso me enamoré de un ser que no da a conocer quien realmente es, sino que usa la más sutil destreza para esconderse.Enigma 13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Me habré enamorado de eso, de tu enigma, tu confusión me enloquece sin control, me dices una cosa y al pasar el tiempo cambias de opinión y dices otra. A caso te gusta jugar así ¿Lo disfrutas? O sólo es una manera que usas para no revelar lo vulnerable que es tú alma al amar ¿ es eso?
Tu confusión es mi confusión, ¿qué es esto? Sólo fueron palabras dichas solo por decir, ¿fueron reales? Son mis preguntas a mi confusión. Eres tan ingenioso que tu sabes el por qué de tu confusión
If Only I KnewThis life is so strangeIf Only I Knew13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seemingly ever changing every second
People come and they go
Either by choice or the unexpected
Every moment is so precious
It depends on how you spend it
Some people are blind
They cannot see past the darkness
It encompasses their minds
Others believe that darkness is all there is
At one point in my life that outlook best fit
I would've been content with the world
If I could cease to be
Now all that has changed
My world has never been better
I would've wished the same for you
If only I knew
Maybe I could've made a difference
But now you're gone forever
To Professor JonesMy thanks to you for makingTo Professor Jones16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
me feel absolutely useless,
powerless, and utterly “less”
in the very long semester
I had with you.
familyfamily16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
grew up in a family of three;
my mom, my sister, and me
my mom said 'you pick your partner
based on your father'
and she made it sound like an apology
Famous Last WordsI am afraid of the dark,Famous Last Words18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
(did I ever tell you that?)
but still I welcome the sweet pull of oblivion, an easy prey to the seductive nature of sleep.
Asleep, or dead?
(sometimes I wonder what state I'm really in,
but then I decide that it probably doesn't matter anyway.)
"Sleep is for the dead," she says.
(but I've been far gone for so long,
and I'm flirting with the idea of staying that way.)
"It's a bitter form of refuge, my sweet,
but still, it feels like home."
What Knowledge?What has been seen is unspeakableWhat Knowledge?10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A human mind can take only so much strain
The unholy, the grotesque
Yet somehow beautiful monstrosity
That is the horror of the cosmos
Is knowledge worth this insanity?
What’s been done can’t be undone
You’ll wish you hadn’t came
To this forsaken place
Another sad corner of your frail existence
The mind crumbles as it was always meant to
Under the weight of forbidden knowledge
Object PoemPuck wore a flower crownObject Poem15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
And felt like he would drown
He said at tea:
Oh my, oh me!
Then fell and was no more
The petals followed him
To his coffin made of tin
His parents cried
Oh God he’s died!
Rain and tears did pour
To them we walked
And oh, they squawked!
“How can you miss
That you did this!”
The fire began to roar
There he appeared!
Crown over his ears
I stand a king
Come form a ring!
We had no choice, our hearts did soar!
Danced round those two
We felt anew!
Our Captain gone but wait look there!
That golden halo upon his hair
We danced upon the moor
WildnessI love nights like this;Wildness13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the wind is high and cool,
the air dense and heavy...
They coax the wildness in me to life...
She wants to dance around a fire,
naked to the wind,
hair floating, wrapped about her,
feet bare to the earth...
Basking; soaked in air and fire,
on some broken shore,
surrounded by water and earth...
She longs, hunting to find release,
amidst the view of moon and sky and sea...
KnottedWe're just tryingKnotted16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
to make ends meet-
the beginning is the end.
but tying knots in a straight line
never ends well.
A Dream, Nightmare, and Lost HopeDreams are sweet and warmA Dream, Nightmare, and Lost Hope20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
They are often welcoming and mean no harm
They become so enticing, you'll never want to leave
Nightmares are a place of horror that goes deeper than your bones
They make you question the safety of your home
Sometimes you'll find yourself trapped
But what good is any of that if it's not real?
It's a soft voice and vague feel
A shadow looms over us all and is quickly banished by light
So why even bother with the fight?
Untitled 2no hope...Untitled 222 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
what the dawn filters
It is not a rol . . . I wish I could have before meIt is not a rol . . . 23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
and give you a big hug
tickle and laugh
until she can not
hold you and turn
and my arms loaded.
To see you smile
in your moments of joy
and to be sitting by your side
When you're sadder.
But. . . I do not can
a great distance between us
I do not know how you met
but I only care that I did.
Mere words are not
and a game is not
as it is my love and affection
transcribed just for you.
Do not play when I say that
caress your face watching you in the eye
because in essence I am doing
I do not play when I say that you hug
strongly against my
because it is what most desire at this time
And when I'm sad about something
and I get to mourn
I see it difficult to write it
I do not want you to worry about my
or get to go through your mind
I just want a little attention
I am honest with what I say and feel
and if I say kiss
then that is because
this is how I wish to have you
while I hug tightly against my
And no matter if you reach
but as you can see
this is not a game