Cordanos embalos da Tormenta que despedaça ardilosamente cada milímetro [...] meu, teço cada teia banhada pelo anseio e queixa. Eu denuncio antes de subir os degraus para ouvir urros de prazer enquanto meu pescoço é envolto por um laço. Denuncio o caos empoeirado que me canta, chama o meu Ser para lá desaparecer. Sem crise não há transformação: Languidez de Plutão mergulhada na lascívia de Vênus, Expansão de cometas, impulsos Lunares. Em profunda obstinação lá me derreto, me condeno, onde há fusão, nada além do mesmo.Corda10 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
DobermanBig Man versus savage,Doberman1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I can work with that.
You get your kibbles and your muzzle
And electric shock collar.
Your pepper spray dispensers?
I can work with that.
Lone survivor of the drownings,
Never sold for a dollar.
I avoid the mirror in the kitchen
'Cause I can see what I've done,
And I might start to believe you
When you say what I've become.
Gammy legs, gummy eyes,
Gummy teeth, crummy life.
I've heard your mates say:
"Ee's near thee end of 'is prime!
Ee's 'ad a good run
Just put 'im down. Ain't no crime.
See my pricked ears, Man?
See my 'spastic', cocked head?
Listen closely Man, lean in,
I'm worth it, I'm purebred.
I can do so much more.
'Cause when you still had dreams
And still pissed yourself,
I was stumbling over streams.
When you hated school and mucked around
With your plastic swords and sheath,
I could gut and skin a hare
With my 'dull' claws and 'snaggle-teeth'
I stalk and slaughter foxes
And some guys you don't like.
You sit in front of your TV
Yelling 'FAG!' and
Poema a Sonic-Un poema a Sonic (Advertencia, es muy pero muy largo)Poema a Sonic2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
-Por los cerros verdes
-Se oye un ruido
-Es un erizo azul
-Que corre a la velocidad del sonido
-Corre alli agarrando anillos
-Con sus muy agiles manos
-Y con sus zapatos rojos
-Corre sin cesar
-Sus puas azules y pulcras
-Sus ojos verdes como esmeraldas
-Y pese a que es azul
-Le tiene miedo al agua
-Corre alli y corre alla
-Corre aqui y corre aca
-De correr nunca se cansa
-Pero de solo caminar se agota
-Su nombre es Sonic el erizo
-La cosa viva mas rapida
-No le gusta beber agua
-Pero le encanta comer chili dogs
-Salta haciendose una bola
-Y destruye a un enemigo
-Odia el mal, ama el bien
-Y no se que poner aqui XD
-Mas rapido que el sonido
-Aunque no mas que la luz
-Jamas se rinde asi de facil
-Mejor se escondan los Badniks
-El Dr Eggman no tiene escapatoria
-Sus planes no funcionaran
-Porque Sonic esta ahi
-Para frustrar su maldad
-Con siete gemas sagradas
-Sonic tiene una forma especial
-Se convierte en su super forma
non-fictioni'd seen knights fallennon-fiction2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
burnt to a cinder by the fire breather
heard the wise calling
through the wind fer a true believer
then watched him seek not the scale
but the dragon maker
upon the deep he set sail
and made it to the saviour
Society Needs A Reboot (25/30)In 2015, we are more connected.Society Needs A Reboot (25/30)2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We have social media, smartphones, and tablets.
As teenagers, we use this technology 24/7, 265 days a year.
It has its privileges, but it has its demands.
Using social media, we've become less social.
More familiar with a screen than a face.
We use social media to become invisible,
dealing punches behind a desk where no one can see you.
Our technology's advancing, but we're going back
to a time with no human interaction.
We're dependent on technology, searching for bars and WiFi wherever we go.
Conversations are digital, always looking down, not up.
Words are exchanged, but just beeps and clicks can be heard.
We're a generation obsessed with sex and technology,
a combination destined for disaster.
We're both solitary, yet in groupchats, in Google circles, yet silent.
This needs to be fixed, society needs a reboot.
Pretty soon we'll have lives dominated by tech,
no more phones in our hands but little chips in our heads,
telling friends where we are all th
The Blue House (24/30)As I walk downtown, I see a blue houseThe Blue House (24/30)2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
surrounded by fences and greenery.
It's a two-story house, with blue walls and white trim,
a balcony above the doorway and windchimes at the edge of the windows.
The plants that surround the house are strange,
exotic things that wisp in the wind.
I sometimes imagine that a sorceress lives there,
taking clients whose loved ones are dead.
She would welcome her clients, and talk with them,
learning their problems with Death.
As a sorceress, she would give them a tonic,
and tell them to drink only 3 drops.
By that night, the client would lie in bed,
and drink the 3 drops, and wait for their companion.
After the clock strikes midnight, the wind will shift,
and the doors to the Spirit World will open.
Then out comes their companion, all vibrant and
light, just like they were before they died.
It would last only for an hour, and by the toll of the tower,
their companion would go back to the dead.
It has only one use, for dealing with Death
is in need of
Maho no moriMaho no moriMaho no mori2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
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En las penumbras de un extraño cuarto decorado exquisitamente con un color rosa pastel, de un pequeño decorado en la parte inferior y superior de las partes del cuarto. se encontraba recostada en una mesa que servía para crear historias y dibujar cosas maravillosas, una doncella de gustos muy raros para su época pues le gustaba indagar y observar las pequeñas cosas detalladamente además de escribir poesías e historias.
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My Letter To PoetryDear Poetry,My Letter To Poetry2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Has anyone ever thanked you? Has anyone ever stopped mid-way through a line, took a breath, and relished in you? Did they wrap themselves in your limericks and sonnets which warmed the unreachable coldness between them and those heart sinking memories and appreciate you? When they compared love to rusty knives in their sides and love to vibrant hues in setting skies, did they mention who was deadly beautiful? You are emotionally delicious, so flavorful. If you were mine I'd trace my lips from your crown to your sole and back again. You're like the sweetest boyfriend. You've seen me devastated and irrational, yet you still stayed with me. I may stray, but you never forget me. You're always waiting just under my finger tips. You gave out no cut offs, no curfews, no terms and conditions to abide. You were never controlling, purely consoling. You listened when no one else cared to. Have I yet to say thank you? But you and I, we're on a breakthrough.
UntitledDreams of where I want to beUntitled2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Always get the best of me
love isLove is-love is2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When even your favorite song
can make you sad
and everything you see
reminds you of
what can never be
Filk: I Wanna Be Hamill's JokerI Wanna Be Hamill's JokerFilk: I Wanna Be Hamill's Joker3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Music: I Wanna Be Peter Lorre (copyright Tom Smith)
What makes me so down, are the villains that I see.
I can't do much for them, not doing very much for me.
I find too many flaws, with Dexter, Lecter or Jigsaw.
Monsters, killers, and zombie hordes, looking at them just make me bored.
Cesar Romero was too silly, Heath Ledger way too bleak.
Jack Nicholson was so snarky I could punch him in the cheek.
No, I was quite surprised, by Luke Skywalker's other guise.
His wit and style caught my attention
[as Joker] And never failed to bring Bats avengin'!
When I grow up, I wanna be Hamill's Joker
A purple Zoot on him looks so divine.
I want to cackle and plot, and put Batman on the spot.
[Joker] And if that doesn't work I've got a gas guaranteed to raise a smile.
Who wants to be a grim and tortured Dark Knight?
Who wants to face the hero all alone?
I've got all that I need, with my pretty minion Harleen.
I wanna grow to be Hamill's Joker and steal a shrink of my own!
FriendAt least I know I can always save one chance for myselfFriend3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
As you wade away every fucking day or scream of the times you swore it was hell
It's like climbing up a hill, it's exhausting, I'm waiting
For a prize that's supposed to be there
It can't make out that smile you give, is it happy? Does it forgive?
Your face reminds me one last time for all the shameful things we did
I can't help but light it up, It's burning, you're learning
All it contains is a blank stare
I wish sometimes I could see you now, and all the anguish your presence brings
I guarantee I'll win somehow, even if you are the one who sings
Scarred and bloody, we went through it all
With a sickly grin and satisfaction within
When you cared, and gave to me
I remember all that we'd ever be
I imagined us ten years from then
I imagined you'd still be my friend
Nothing short of my own desire could save me from your dragging persona
It's sad to say I will tell you so, you swore you knew it was hell
I want to help you, from losing
Memories in a StereoSometimes I look for memories in a stereoMemories in a Stereo3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A sliver of confidence inside those words
That inspire me the most
An imagination I developed
Through simulated scenario
I shiver to think of art with no conscience
Or word with no meaning for the host
Listen to me again please
I aint so overused
Just put me on again sometime
I might sound like something new
Sometimes I look for memories in a stereo
Heads bobbin in the dark
Nights spent writing my toasts
To every song on the amfuckinfm radio
Grind away the hours of work
Singing songs I love most
Turn me up louder please
I want to be heard by you
Listen closely to each word
I might tell you something new
Sometimes I find memories in a stereo
Advice I take with me today
Without all the boasts
So whether it's strings or Tron adagio
I'll love what I hear
And selfishly coast
JuxtapositionSeparated and CategorizedJuxtaposition3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And made tame
Take away the heart
And trim to look the same
Victimize as needed
Martyrs for free
Now milk them for the fame
When they get home
Position them in a wooden box
Then slowly drive insane
Legacies to carry on
And add another name
Some assembly required
But we can always get more
This is a popular game
Fundamental Insanity PleaI descend upon the weakFundamental Insanity Plea3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And exploit them in the dark
They board my life with halls of doubt
And branded me with their mark
Now stones are all I see
With lines across
Covering every day blindingly
Lines of bone
Through eyes of stone, only stone
A sound can be heard
But only alone
It echoes on the stone
It echoes like a crowd
Wishing I could get out
The walls begin to moan
Growing ever further
The hunger to let go
Of my last remaining sense
I can't hear what it says
It's so loud now
I can only hear a single thought
Its the desire to be alone
A sense of selfIs it worth the wait,A sense of self3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Or should I change the tune
Comfort can't be found,
From staring at the moon
It's so far away,
So why am I afraid
Afraid of my own choices,
Even the few good ones I've made
It's creeping slowly,
Attacking my mind
I'm not sure what it is,
That I'll soon find
The regrets start consuming,
All the lies I've been using
To tell myself it's going to be okay,
I tell myself it's fine to run away
Little do I know,
No matter where I go
It'll catch up to me,
And then we'll all see
That despite all our protection from ourselves,
Acceptance is all we ever need
Are we so limitedPart 1.) At easeAre we so limited3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Not only do I want something new
But I often elude
That there are too few points of view
To look around and choose
As it seems I can't stand to lose
Apart from the booze I feel at ease with this news
Quieting the alarms in my head
I decide to cut loose
I'm sure we don't mean to confuse
When we never produce on our word
I cannot deduce I don't know why we refuse
And suffocate life with all this childish abuse
Its high time I tried to loose
All the persistent weights I bullhead through
It's high time someone tried to spruce up my day
What's untrue about the human review
Is there isn't even a heart to dig into
Part 2.) We're livin it
Let the frost fall and let your life pass you by
The hunters are gone now, said the little boy inside
Wait how long/ For things to change
Sacrifice our lives/ For a future unchanged
It's high time someone hung the noose
We made for ourselves on the persistent threads we couldn't cut through
It's high time we educated ourselves
And get o
Waiting and AbatingI know why you're breaking inWaiting and Abating3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The usual disguises are wearing thin
Fading and hating all the time
No sense gesticulating about the shape
All this waiting is fate and stated but not degrading
In fact its titillating like the oceans waving
Why can such soft eyes heal my skin
As wise as can be but he still wants to sin
Observing and inhaling all that's worth saving
My sense had been abating
And all this waiting had me pacing but also facing
A suddenly blazing future like the sun awaking
The Unfamiliar and YouOn this side of the roomThe Unfamiliar and You3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
There is a bitter cold
Exiting me, it seeks you out
Side by side, an unbearable tension grew
It would suffocate the air around us
Casting a fog of doubt
It's unfamiliar and new
I've never felt this before
What was it about?
Unable to move
It invaded me anew
So I had to choose
For too long I knew
Instead of something proved
I'd end up losing all of you
Revealed as I was trying to guard the truth
But how could I in the end
You knew me so well
Looking into my eyes
There's no way you couldn't tell
I'll mask the chill
With actions of mood
The changes won't come though
Unless I start to move
So long as you say
This won't be the end
The unfamiliar and you
Can't scare me like that again
The BurnFrom hands to handsThe Burn3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A sale meant to teach
That bonds can be broken
Given the right speech
Time is too fast
It leaves your worlds behind
Without any regard for your feelings
Or the truths that you hold dear to mind
Burn suits me just fine
So torch up and get in line
Belong to me not sold forever
The fire better keep spinning all the time
Trying means nothing without respect
It comes and goes when I'm not around
Another delivery made
A crying shame the impact made no sound
The burn suits me just fine
So light up and get in line
Belong to me not sold forever
It better keep suiting me fine
When doubt is overflowing
And people ignore for fear of knowing
For your hands I will reach
To transfer the burn that is growing
ThanatopsisThe silenceThanatopsis3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Constructed by youth
Unleashed upon the world
When we already cant take it anymore
Frightened by control
Heated until it explodes
Ruining any chances we have to be heard
I don't need it
This constant fear
Of their voices not being heard
Of their choices being torn from them
If trust is a weakness
And compassion will soon die
Then this world is too far gone already
And everything we ever hope to see is a lie
Secret DreadOn a moonless winter night,Secret Dread3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I tell myself I'll be alright.
And as I wander the silent city streets,
I ponder my solemn, inevitable defeat.
I have this secret dread,
That before I'm proud of myself, I'll wind up dead.
So for now the stars are my guide,
Thought I'm not sure what it is I'll find.
When the smoke cleared, and my tears were shed,
I wandered alone, and forget what it was like...
To be known
It's hard to think, with a stomach so cold,
With a fist clenching every day...
Daring to be known
Make yourself for one personSink inMake yourself for one person3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Don't end it this way
You can win
Race for trouble
Put and end to today
The world is full
Bursting to breaking
Point me away
Soul hurt within
My heart whole
Possibilities proved false
Frozen as the day
Like a tarpaulin
Cover me blind
Catch your prey
Go for a spin
Denounce the fire
As shades of Grey
I want a twin
To relieve myself
Come out and play
You're better then this
It's on display
What has been
Someone unlike any other
Too bad that isn't
What you still portray
Its happened again
Someone took you over
Too bad it wasn't me
That led you astray
Love is your GuiseI can't help but stand here,Love is your Guise3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I've got nothing to say.
Love is a deal maker,
A contract not worth throwing away.
It's all these little things,
That always drag me down.
I can see it in your eyes sometimes,
You wish I wasn't around.
If you say the word,
The word I wish you'd say.
I can start to consider my options,
Without you in my way.
Face to face,
You'll scream at me.
Say you're completely rational,
That you're not guilty.
With our backs turned,
I'll institute my revenge.
Of all the lies you told me,
Looking down that ledge.
You're a wretched thing,
A thing of cuts and folly.
Of bruises and madness,
Of burning trees and holly.
Love is your guise,
Poison is your caress.
A knife and a promise,
Hidden beneath your breast.
I hope to shed myself of you,
But the pain is so sweet.
I won't stop wanting you,
I just can't stand the heat.