HurricanesThey came into my life like hurricanes.Hurricanes2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Double trouble and in a muddle,
it was my job to sort them out.
They say opposites attract but sometimes it was hard to keep you in the same room.
I know it felt like the whole world was against you.
Sometimes it felt like you had come to wreck my life
but these hurricanes have changed my life.
I couldn’t live without them.
I wouldn’t want to live without them.
Even with that photo on Facebook.
Even with your ever changing girlfriends.
I know I am meant to avoid hurricanes yet when I see the storm clouds coming, when I see the lighting strike. I can’t help but cross my fingers and hope there’ll be a hurricane tonight
Step-BrothersThis is a poem about two step-brothersStep-Brothers11 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
One without a father and one without a mother
Since they were kids, they have never been apart
Always close to each other's hearts
Loved by all, hated by none
Spending their days under the sun
With their friends and other people in their town
Always refusing to let their spirits die down
Closer than brothers, closer than friends
There for each other until the end
With their sister always contemplating
Trying to bust them for what they're creating
They don't let that bother them, not one bit
They always carpe diem and never quit
A happy-go-lucky boy with a Dorito-shaped head
"I know what we're gonna do today!" he always said
Smart as his brother, but the one who's vocal
Extremely loved by the local
Cute girl across the street, who's always swoonin'
Whenever she sees him, she's cheerily asks, "Whatcha doin'?"
Oblivious, yes, but really caring for his pal
He loves hanging out with his #1 gal
Everyday in the season of Summer
He cannot find an
B-day poem for MegaGundamManGreat dudeB-day poem for MegaGundamMan5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Nice art to enjoy
Does awesome pics
A guy to get to know
Mermaid is what he likes most
Caged HeartMy ribs a cage to hold my heart,Caged Heart4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Where my demons hide, now that's an art.
You're stronger now you may not know,
Even in darkness a seed will grow.
beautiful pointlessI bet you’re so suavebeautiful pointless1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
mistranger left of meaningful destiny in a sock
distant collective, cells, memories
a parable of what it is who you are
who are you?
what's your missions emissions?
how much time do you spend jacking off to jessica nigri pikachu or dead ancestors?
you hold that time disillusioned
messy like spilt waste
hold it arbitrary, your pointless
this time is poured over in purple cum
the importance of your bones crushing under my bit of sun
as nothing as me nulled the fuck out
something in your skin making me the one who's arbitrary
color me intrigued, malarkey-d
facebook creeping what could be profound experience
or 5 seconds out of your life milked meaningless
i’m teeming, man
i’m reading in between potential pixels in your kismet
don’t think it’s weird
i’m as here as you are there
sucking up every bit of loss and bliss and perceived beauty from the dust in the air
I’m just trying to get by
your just beautiful point
Dear HaterDear Hater5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I make water drown.
You! Just a silly birthday colown.
I suffocate air with my left hand.
You! Member of little girls band.
I inject doctors.
You! Fake, one of the actors.
I swallow pythons.
You! In a bath with candles.
I play hide and seek
While You suck on noodles.
When honey sees me?
It feels like coffee.
When turd sees you?
It feels like toffee.
You're the embarrassment.
I'm The Boss.
You're the horse.
Untitled How can this still be happening?Untitled 7 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I haven't been around to do anything wrong.
Or is it due to the fact I haven't been around?
Rumors? What rumors? I ask, but no one has the decency to stay to tell me, the only time they have is the time to tell me that I was wrong.
Rumors, spreading faster than a whores legs. Getting around faster than an airborne disease. The creator? Unknown.
When did the clock stop counting time and starting counting my mistakes?
Mistakes. Something we all make; however, when you do them it's merely because you're human, but when I do them, I'm a disgrace.
Grace. Something giving from God. A God that we're suppose to live qfor and live like. However, if the way that you act is in the imagine of God, I want nothing to do with it.
Nothing. What I feel, emptiness.
The Empty Child. An episode of Doctor Who. A child looking for his mummy. Like me. Looking for my family, where are they when I need them most? Sleeping. Too busy. Working.
Work. Something that occupies us, ta
I Know, I GuessSo here's the storyI Know, I Guess21 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We'll all die, so what will you leave behind?
A legacy of good or evil, of friends and deeds?
Will you leave a name to be remembered?
But a name is just a word and if words are to be my legacy
I'd rather scream them.
The land I walked through aloneCome here a minuet lad and led me your ear that I might spin you a tale you might like to hear. I once walked through a land rather like this one, made all of steel and iron and bone. But the most beautiful of things there were the things that were made of stone. Towers topped ever mountain peak and cities stretched to the roots of the world, in this land a wondered through alone. I found mighty castles nestled in the hills and across the plain great cities of metal and wheels. Works of wonder wrought long ago. Statues and theaters and fountains there were and courtyards paved in white marble. Of granite and jade and crystal were their art great statues and monuments. Mosaics painted pictures in a hundred colors of glass. But never a maker did I meet not one craftsmen or labors. No admires of their work stood by to gasp in awe. Not a living thing did I find when I walked through this world of metal and stone. For every statue and fountain, every tower and home were set upon a field ofThe land I walked through alone1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The Hollow is hitting the ceiling.Tell MeThe Hollow is hitting the ceiling.4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
At least for today
Can you just step the hell away?
Like a sinner repentin'
I'm just trying to go the right way.
Actin Kosher stayin' in my lane.
Swervin' if I'm on that Ouzo
Im faded but still feelin so lame.
Oh well I'll take some Culo from some new hoe.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
How can I get through to this wall?
I thought it was so important
Now I yearn to see the fall.
You're just an abortion.
Kagamine Len's PoemsLen sat at his desk,minding his own ordinary things before scribbling down a poem.It read,Kagamine Len's Poems1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Bananas are Awesome
It's 100% true
He chuckled before writing another poem
Bananas are LOVE
Bananas are LIFE
Fluffy is life
He then put down his pencil and dreamt the day away...
UntitleDroses are red,UntitleD3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
violets are blue,
i hate clowns
Watching....Watching….Watching....3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
How masked were your actions
When cast amongst the unknown
Unable to define
The merest fathoms of words
Yet with such honourable dignity
And with that sheer depth of courage
I am so small in this world
So fragile I find
The moments of regret seem trivial now
For all the times of wishfulness
For each and every penitence
I now find myself rueing
I know for absolute conviction within
That sidelong and wistful
The signs that I have noted
And the heralds I have slain
Careful reflections are shared
To hold bay the hurts that follow
I watch and I listen
Serenity is foremast
So that all that you imagine
Is in control, has no confusion
Simply to be in each other’s
I look when you do not know
And see only myself in your pain
And oft wonder
Will I make the same, will I reach this also
So little left I see
And with these fleeting unfair hours
Compressed into cold corridors
Watching others misery pass by
Together we imagine we are s
I. The MirrorI sit here and watch the pain eat away at you, I watch as there is nothing to do, nothing to say, can’t believe that I have to sit here and just watch.I. The Mirror5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I sit under these stars and wonder how I can be a better man for you, how can I help you though these hard times.
I sit here wanting to cry but knowing that there is nothing I can do to help, I listen to music to try and find the answer that I am looking for but don’t know where to find the answers.
I look in the mirror and see the person who feels helpless, I see a person who can’t do anything to help, without losing you to the world, I am looking, wondering, and hoping not to lose you to the unknown of this time and place.
Love, hope, happiness, peace are what I feel when I talk to you.
Knowing how much this will cost me in the end and not caring what I will lose, all I care about is your happiness and the hope that one day we could be together.
Scared to lose the one thing that I want the most in this world , the on
BlinkI blink onceBlink2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I blink twice
I blink three times
Like the fluttering of a hummingbird
sputtering wind from his wings
As he suckles nectar out of the daffodil
And careless microdrops bead along the edges of his beak
Draining, blinking is draining
You never know what is and isn't changing
On the other side of your eyelids
The backs of my eyelids always scare me
As my eyes instinctively shift upwards towards their sockets
Then quickly roll themselves back forward
Scary, but also calming
as if it were a momentary act of oblivion entering your consciousness to give you a taste of the letting go that is to come
In those moments I've come to love squeezing my eyes shut for moments at a time because I've come to love shutting everything else out
I blink and I blink
Like a camera shutter on the fly
But without snapshots
Because I never know if I'll still remember you by the time I open my eyes
I can never tell if you're still going to be there every time I open my eyes as I anxiously anti
DiaDeviating from the dread of despondencyDia3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
to dabble deep into the darkness
disappointing defeat becomes disproportionate
to the diabolic divinity of daydreams
Irrational impulses irritate idealists,
an independent ideology is impudence!
ignoring their infinite, idiotic inputs
an inspiration ignites the impending insurgency
Acclaiming the abysmal amplifies anomie
so against the assimilation of arrogant antagonists
an army advances, arms ablaze
aiming to author an active age of art
VaderIt rains from the clouds frozen into the branches of the trees.Vader3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It hurts deep inside, where thunderstorms of futility snarl me into a corner,
where there seems to be no hope of getting out.
The brokenness, the loneliness has become my companion.
There seems to be no hope in the April showers, and, though May brings flowers it also brings finals and the inescapable fact that I
with this mask
on my face.
I'm a failure.
I'm not sure I'll make it through.
There's paperwork that needs to be done, and papers that need to be read, but I don't want to go outside like this, because no matter how much I want to sit in the middle of campus and weep, letting all the world know of what lies beneath, I can't.
I keep putting the mask back on, when deep down inside I know it's not who I am.
Is this mask grace, or is it sin?
Is it the Spirit of God, or is it pride puffed up inside me, from years of lying so my parents wouldn't get mad when I couldn't complete anoth
Break-upThey give me "strong" as a word to work withBreak-up2 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I guess I'll use it
watching slam poem after slam poem after slam poem
no words of my own to write
I can't see his face in my head
I can see his wet eyes
and his back
I did that
I can see my fidgeting hands, my gasps to pull back sobs
I see the love I've broken in an instant
the gasping embrace
I see his back
walking to his van
I see him pause in his van
pause in his van
pause in his van
before he drives away.
The Road Ahead of MeI don't know what road will lie ahead of me,The Road Ahead of Me1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but I will keep on traveling where it will lead.
Along the way, there will be many for me to see,
like a person who successfully accomplished a deed
or something that my family cannot guarantee,
I'm just waiting to be freed.
The road that is waiting to be stepped on
is something I am slowly moving to
and it will not be easy like something I've won.
Even the smallest path can be as important as two
With opportunities coming and let my fears be gone,
yet sometimes they are as simple as a cow's moo.
Some roads might leave me a harsh scar,
but others might give me true happiness.
Finding my way is difficult and the end is far,
although there are many people with kindness.
I will keep my memories somewhere in a jar
and try to avoid the hidden darkness.
Waiting for a baby:Chapter 5:IT'S A BOY!"It's A boy." said the doctor.violet was having a son.Waiting for a baby:Chapter 5:IT'S A BOY!1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Violet and shadow decide to name the baby Victor.jessica. and sarah were both having girls.one day,shadow was tickling violet.but then violet felt her water break."shadow...hospital......NOW!!!!!!"said violet.
Un/lovedBound by a hidden preoccupationUn/loved12 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
encouraging my procrastination.
The vibrancy of imagination
no substitute for reciprocation.
Endless SleepThe severed whole of what once wasEndless Sleep5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
has crumbled in my wake.
Couldn't believe what loving does
but happiness can wait.
It's over now, the use has gone away.
I just want to sleep an endless sleep
until the days are black and gray.
Had I pushed much harder
might I have changed my fate?
Or would I just be lost and darker,
would the feeling dissipate?
How would it be if I had to stay?
I just want to sleep an endless sleep
until the pain has gone away.
What words could soothe
with a mirthless ruse
that twists the hilt in me?
When you leave it all
will you most recall
the path you could not see?
I just want to sleep an endless sleep
only then will I be free.
Leave me now to the rest that I have sought.
I'm arriving home and I'm quite alone
with a hurt that cant be fought.
So I seek the pastures of a radiant rapture
that is the sleep that wakes me not.
It is a somber sweet release.
I just want to sleep an endless sleep
only in apathy is peace.
These words never heard
by anyone but I.
BOOK ONEBOOK ONEBOOK ONE5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I. The Mirror
II. Everything That Is Wrong
III. How Do I Tell You
IV. Wondering Mind
V. Watching This Heart Beat
VI. End Of Time
VII. Hard To Learn
VIII. The Scar
IX. Pandora’s Box
X. The Dreamer
XII. Died By Day/ Walker By Night
XIII. The Reaper
XV. Four Years Come And Gone
XVI. Less We Forget
XVII. Victim Of The Game
XVIII. Locked Down
XX. One Can Dream
XXI. The King Himself
XXII. Santa is coming
XXIII. Christmas Time Once Again
XXIV. Only Darkness Everyday
XXV. One, Two, Broken Heart
XXVI. Forbidden love
XXVIII. Love Is All That
XXIX. Lost Soul
XXX. The Sky Is The Limit
XXXI. Nameless Fear
XXXIII. Through Heaven Or Hell
XXXIV. Vally Of Roses
XXXV. Stars To Your Heart
XXXVI. Summer Rain
XXXVII. So This Is GoodBye
XXXVIII. This Is My Secret
XXXIX. This is my secret II
XL. No Pain
XLI. My Hero, My Love
XLII. No Name
XLIII. Love Is Fire
XLIV. True Family Love
XLVI. Love From Heaven
The Deepening....The Deepening….The Deepening....4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
From first my secret gaze, held you in
Immediate recognition of whom you would be
To me and all parts of what would become
A growing tempest for that I strive
And self-inspection causes
Such lowly considerations of myself.
I observe and listen, and am held a willing captive
Your mesmerising words paint me sweetly
In all the time we spend, and the parting greater
But in anticipations pulse
I know you will confess to yourself
The needs shared become most pressing.
For once more the building of a mutual trust
Or are the diaries of madmen what drives
And the mocking of peers falls on the deaf
For the strength now between us
And new learned confidences abound
You still wield the power to allow all or none.
The birthing the breaking to each renewed pledge
Seen oft from afar but with pain still within
But hurt becomes peaceful followed by calm
Understanding breeds wisdom
And with these new days of testing we find
In ourselves that we surrender to each other.