psychosis (elevation.elation)you don't do or die shit,psychosis (elevation.elation)21 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
you just barely survive this
and that's bare minimum.
naked grief and hardly livin'.
yes, our kind are all witnesses
to the socioeconomic guillotine
beheading hopes and dreams
but our figureheads were
and screaming peace
piece by piece
if that’s what it took to spy
peace, even if it was
spotted in pieces.
and you don’t need a piece
to tranquilize or stimulate minds
but rather unabashed honesty
and ferocity in your veracity
eloquently and emotionally.
i want the powers that be
to hear me when i’m pouring
and spitting out all of me.
with my soul visible
to the naked eye
i respect the survival
but i’m here for the revival
of honest living
not just breathing.
scream inspiration like goliath
behemoth burdens like colossus
i will express until my body’s non-existent
ensuring my thoughts curl and twist
rousing tornados and emotion
‘cause i want people to fe
The flow of timeFeels like only a day has passedThe flow of time12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
But it's been many years
So much has changed
So much stayed the same
Looking back I realize
All the mistakes I've made
All the battles I've fought
All the things that I lost
The clock keeps ticking
Time doesn't stop
And we keep living
Doing the best we can
A Guide On How To Take Advantage of Someonei. If you’re a taker (not a giver, never a giver)A Guide On How To Take Advantage of Someone9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You’ll peer through the cracks of the walls
To find the most vulnerable soul of them all
ii. You’ll make initial contact
Give them a false hope that someone wants to interact
You’ll make them want to become attached
iii. They’ll give & give, hoping for some praise
Or some sign that they’ve been recognized
Or some sign that they’ll be appreciated by you
iv. They’ll give & give
And you never will
And no- thinking that you’re giving them an advantage of which is that they have your attention is not giving at all
You’re a taker
Not a giver, never a giver
v. & soon your attention will fade
You’ll have found more prey to leech life from
And they’ll wonder what they did wrong
What they did wrong for you to have left them all alone
vi. & as soon as they’ve pretty much moved on
You’ll return but only when you need something
And they’ll drop all progress mad
ForgettingYou don't notice the little breathes you takeForgetting21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Until you start thinking about it.
My breaths are my memories -
Here since there but never knowing where it all started.
Was and is, to be and always,
But hardly ever thought of.
How I breathe,
When I don't think:
. . . . . . . . . . .
When I do:
. .. .. . . . . . . . . . .
You see, I'll always go back to not-thinking
Because thinking just causes too much disorder.
I am an orderly person
(Though my desks are always a constant mess
No matter how I try to clean up).
Remembering is a pain.
My thoughts run wild and high, like pigs in the sky -
They fly and soar then crash
Because they were never meant to.
They just... can't.
What was I talking about... Oh yes,
Forgetting like breathing.
You don't remember the little memories you make
Until you start thinking about it.
thanatopsis in the taste ofthanatopsis11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
bones, the sun puked
and coloured us
red in tune
with the velvet
in our veins
Nightwatch godI'm a god upon this planetNightwatch god14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But children never call me that
Meat space kids use words as mirrors
Some still seek to mirror cats
I've watched you gentle kids so long
You always sang me such sweet songs
You worship me like I'm a king still
I miss the songs we used to sing
In Africa I was called devourer of darkness
My teeth do make dark a bloody mess
The future is always known to me
The past remembered viciously
If hands are felt mistreating me
I cast a spell for all to see
A lumpy wart upon the nose
If they're still mean to me - it grows
I'd shepherd all my kids along
Crossing rivers deep and long
They'd wait for me and sing a song
While I tackle crocodiles and pythons
My claws weren't always long enough
Crocodile skin is crazy tough
With snakes I had a better chance
Still a splashing danger dance
Sometimes I might not come back
The kids get sticks and they attack
To see a crocodile piss it's pants
Is well worth taking any chance
If children mourne impending death
Night skies feel my ste
LaughterSo golden and pureLaughter16 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Yet untouched by the corrupt
Let it never fade
Identity crisisI bear no makers markIdentity crisis14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I scare the dark
Heavy light is all I wear
Flames follow me everywhere
While walking in my favorite park
Flowers wink at me with sparks
Yellow blades click fast and switch
Flashing green so feet won't itch
Mosquitos become fireflies
Sparkling just to please these eyes
When dragons fly to shoulder shelves
The other bugs all shit themselves
Bushes bounce and branches wave
Roots reach out and hug all the graves
Wonder weeds wake up like rockets
Flaming nuggets seek my pockets
Thunder booms within my heart
Blocks and walls just crumble apart
Hedges split and take their leaves
Sidewalks break out in dry heaves
Trees stand up real tall and straight
Battering rams for heaven's gate
They said fire doesn't knock
Told me how to kill the clock
Chain link melts like burning hair
Fences get vaporized everywhere
Fun and games are NOT the same
Diamonds keep a crooked claim
Eyes are glowing in the mist
Flaming fingers form a fist
Blowin' out the highest grade
Take your timeThey say that I'm earlyTake your time14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or they say I was late
Two black hands keep one watch
Behind heaven's glass gate
They watched as I grew
They watch while I burn
They never go anywhere
All they do is turn
Mirrors are harmless without smoke
These hands never carry a joke
Shadows move across white face
Slapping us through time and space
Clocks can talk and make you walk
They make us run but that's not fun
Clocks may talk but stones can sing
Grow a pair and kick that thing
Clocks can watch and make me stop
Eyes stay spinning like a top
Watches stop but hammers sing
Hold still while I smash that thing
Reflect upon your calendar
Show that bitch how bright you are
All those numbers that we feel
Which of them are actually real
This will be your only test
You'll remember the rest
Nature gave us just one light
Sick reflection just ain't right
When you see the truth in this
You'll feel the weight upon your wrist
Clocks may talk but rocks can sing
Take your time and kill that thing
Flash bang treatsTricky time of year is hereFlash bang treats15 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Kids should not be leaves in fear
Meat space packs a jagged edge
Razor blades inside our language
Around 450 AD
So they say - we'll never see
This old dude wrote a 'papal letter'
Wrinkled hands spread darkness better
Silenced by this magic thing
Broken bell we don't hear ring
The legacy of that stupid spell
Is that kids equate all flames with hell
That old magic still bears force
Pulls our blue-green bus off course
Wicked word song black as night
Blocks two eyes from one huge light
When speaking of the 'father'
Whole he 'spirit' and 'his son'
They mention nothing closer
Than our flaming fun-filled Sun
Economy of the Light
Are the words that Leo used
1,500 Halloweens later
Flaming fingers find a frozen fuse
Nature has no trinity
Nothing 'farther' nor 'a son'
When eyeballs go LIVE on this planet
You see one light that's here to have fun
The light that we are
Is the part we can't see
The light that we see
Gives life easy and free
One light is so generous
WantWantWant9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to write great poetry,
That cries from twisted bones screaming stories to the universe;
Stories that I own by blood and grit and gore.
Verse spewing from a pen so’s to make that pen bulimic at best.
A mind so focussed and connected,
That ink spills are automatically carried by the ants
To their perfect place on the page – no crossings out,
No delete or backspace.
I want to bare it all for others to see –
Afraid of showing face I will show soul, heart, kidneys and spleen
And maybe some guts for glory.
Twisted bones will grab hold of soul splinters and turn them into bulimic pens,
Pens that have spewed forth all their memories;
Joys, hopes, dreams, fears, darkness...
I want to write great poetry,
And I will.
BeautyHave you ever heard cries of despair?Beauty7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Already faced with human suffering, about to leave you speechless?
Nothing screams louder than camouflaged sorrow with happiness.
There is happiness? Sometimes I think there is no sense in this world.
Only pain and emptiness.
My friend, raped me.
My love, violated me.
My flower, which springs amid the shit...
Fuck your pettiness. Your desires and ambitions.
They will trample on all that.
Because we don't need to go far to know that
no one worth anything in this hell.
Wiatrem oddychaj!Wiatrem oddychaj!Wiatrem oddychaj!15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dzień umyka w ciszy
Strugą wody płuczesz twarz
Siedzisz w fotelu z kolejną gazetą
Wzrok błędny masz.
Sam czujesz, że czas na zmianę.
Więc wypłyń ze mną w świat
Sam wiesz co ci jest
Bo znasz soli smak
Wszak wiesz jak i ja
I żeglarski cały świat-
Wolność daje wiatr
Tak jak ptakom!
Świat się znów przechylił
i o pokład bije deszcz
Fale cię cierpko gładzą po twarzy
- ty śmiejesz się.
Sztorm ludźmi gra
jak w pokera
Więc wypłyń dalej w świat!
Chcesz biec w nowe fale
- te tutaj już znasz.
Wszak czujesz, oddychasz i żyjesz
Tylko gdy wolność daje wiatr!
Tak jak ptakom!
puppeteerthere was something in your eyespuppeteer20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
right away and maybe you were just
too easy of a target
a plaything, a marionette, you
danced at my whims and you knew it
but it didn't stop you
and your reward for the jest
kept you coming back time and
time and time again
i never deceived that this was
more than just pleasure and
lust and gratification
i told you up front that i
was only interested in the hedonistic
feast of your lips
the greedy touch of
but you ruined the dance that
night you spoke up and told me
you loved me
asked for my feelings and my
secrets and for my walls to
come crashing down
begged for me to let you inside
of my head just once for just
a few thoughts
broke and i
was left staring
at the drunken glaze
of your eyes in
the dim half-light
the dance came to a
crashing end as you
scrambled backwards and
tried to salvage it
by calling me your
and i will miss your
but it's done
The Tornado of Your Emotions Your heart's made of ice,The Tornado of Your Emotions 14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your tears are sleet and rain,
Your angers rumbles as thunder,
Your laugh is rarer than a blue moon,
And some days, you're just as out of place as a blizzard in July,
You can be sunny when you want to be,
Or as dry as a desert,
It all depends on your rampant moods,
And the tornado of your emotions,
You can be as unyielding as a mountain side,
Yet somehow I sense a hollowness inside you,
Like a great dark chasm,
Inside of your chest.
You wear your scars like craters across your flesh,
And yet try to use your Autumn locks to hide them,
Your fiery temper,
Concealing the true pain inside,
And keeping your secrets,
Hidden in the shadows.
You're like a rose, in a way,
Anyone who touches your thorns comes away bloody,
You're beautiful on the outside,
But tougher than you seem,
Yet tall and graceful like a willow,
With eyes like lilies,
And lips of lilac,
Yet I think, in a way,
What you remind me most of is poison ivy.
The barbs of your words are like bee st
PaperlessIf a poet writesPaperless8 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
in their mind is it
really a poem?
Philosophy of staticpedallingThe stone will always arise, like a lazy moon,Philosophy of staticpedalling13 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
uphill on the lazy metaphor, pushed by your panting brain.
Carry that broken jar, and fill it eternally, oh artist,
onwards forever your steps forever in the same place,
infinities of tick tocks in a suspended life, never ending spirals of existence
always the same the treks shall be for you.
The incendiary fairyGolden hour is quite a thingThe incendiary fairy14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That's the time when planets sing
Meat space kids come here for fun
Then we go home to the sun
What we call the sunny rise
Is seen by our blue planet's eyes
They say that only Terra turns
Stars don't move they only burn
While we spin in solar space
Shadow moves across our face
Natural shade for our green park
Magic moves within the dark
Water always flees cold air
It never hangs around out there
Condensation forms at night
Wet grass always greets first light
All those 'mystery school' clowns
Wrinkled bone racks wearing frowns
Face the star at early light
They never could get mourning right
We call it morning for a reason
It's the secret solar psycho season
Tomorrow you'll have brand new power
As a solar psycho planet flower
An hour before next sunny rise
Crash a bell upon your eyes
Stretch and breathe and grab a sweater
Flames cool off when we get wetter
Don't ask me to explain this stuff
Terra formed me kinda rough
As water travels through the night
Pedestrianbetween the traffic lightsPedestrian5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
people walk, shoulders tight
blaring boundaries almost as loudly
as the sprawling letters on the walls.
or, real flesh and bone,
if it's a Sunday.
she dangles cigarettes and legs
from window-frames scored with who screwed who
over. none of the names make sense to her.
who would name anyone anything
when they don't yet know what they are to become?
the pollution in her lungs tells her to forget it,
it's not her job to care.
later, her hair is snagging
on the stop signs, jagged breaths
gutting the pedestrians.
she runs away from pain, from irresponsibility,
from the knife carving a new name on the wall.
lines were crossed
but she doesn't know where the sidewalk begins
Chapter I: CourageHanging on a tightrope is beyond the mindChapter I: Courage5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Limb from limb, the extensions fly
One bad tip and all falls
But you keep on holding until it's made
You don't give up regardless what comes
Hit beyond hits
Realities that sink in
It's the journey you pick
It's the rope you choose to stay on
It's easier to fall
The net keeps you safe
The one you believe that's down below
Do you look?
Do you want it there?
Or is it forward you're looking at
For the tightrope isn't moving
The wind is still
It's your fear of looking
The thing holding you back
Let it go
Keep holding on to this instead
The tightrope is going straight
It's not leading you astray
For no direction is right
Other than this
The way of feeling strong
Knowing you'll be caught
Not by the net-
just by walking forward
Forward on the tightrope of courage
The one that never leads you astray
bravery.knuckles are linedbravery.12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
clenched far too long,
these fists have hammered
at cold concrete
not a sign to show
expect the torn
flesh that hangs down, little banners
I've been brave,
I cannot be
the strong link
even i have to let go
stifled veins cannot
let warm blood flow,
I’ll take the blows,
dirty rainbow flowers,
bloom across the snow-fields of skin.
cannot help me
i am gone,
take this chisel,
throw it down,
stop trying to find me,
sunken below the surface
without a trace,
i have danced many days now,
i can live to die,
forget the rest.
BlossomCan I save him? Wish I could.Blossom7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't know where this will lead us,
Don't know where this disease will carry me.
Could it be different?
Where god hides now?
She waits for me?
I feel so much hate when I think about it.
Where are all my friends?
Where are all my relatives?
Where are my lovers?
Where are my dreams?
Decorated my life as a tomb,
Where bury everything that shows alive.
How do I give up what I am?
And be happy, be normal, be banal.
I've tried until bleed.
Every day kill me a little...
There is no hope for done with it all.
I become more acidic,
Darker and sad.
The more I see, the more I want to be blind to
Not see so much cruelty in this fucked up world.
There is no salvation.
Don't you see that?
Let me sink...
I want to be alone.
I am alone...
I have so much to do,
Proud and satisfaction to give to someone...
Every day this voice whispers in my ear:
"Finish it all..."
The pain will pass?
When I buried my love?
Why did I let it die?