AlienYou press soft supernova kisses through the spaceAlien19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
between each pearl of my spine
and we melt and burn and shine light into
dark corners of ourselves.
Dripping ink bruises of love like flecks of
stardust on black
red, purple and blue, burning dwarfed in
Painting the sheets with love, we ache -
featherlight touches holding the gravity
of galaxies in our bones;
it pulls oceans.
Quiet moans and sleep-matted smiles,
the lull of your voice muffled on a pillow
in the morning
(my heart as red and warm as Mars).
Colouring my skin blush, connecting constellation
dots of scars and sorrow
uniting distant stars -
This night we pierce black holes
into each other's ribs
to draw in light
Dear Society Dear society,Dear Society 9 hours ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Draped in your cloth of scrutiny,
For my obscene ignorance to your rules.
For my refusal to fit your mould.
But, my dearest society,
You don't make the rules anymore.
We've broken your mould.
Torn your cloth.
Taken your badge of honor as if it were ours in the first place.
That's because it was.
The ones who never 'fit in';
We have always been the most successful.
So next time,
You try to beat us down,
Know that you are only helping us upward in the future.
swigs from the casketno singleswigs from the casket13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
of the shard
stole my heart
prismed this life
like an iris
scattering the lovely
when i contract
it is rarely without
and when given
the chance i'll take
skin of your teeth
and sharpened abyss
relative to this system
you're slipping seconds
like wisps of
and my lungs
no matter how
rolling girl (fan lyrics)Rolling girl is dreaming of a world,rolling girl (fan lyrics)15 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
That she knows is far away,
suffering an internal pain
She has no escape she has no escape
"everything's fine" she whispers quietly,
but she knows those words are broken like her heart,
just following the crowd but I know there's so much more for her
"One more time"
"One more time"
"just let me roll once more"
she keeps on rolling keeps on rolling,
Rolling to get rid of all the pain
"stop it's fine"
"no its not"
"it will never be OK until I let all these emotions out right now"
Rolling girl now broken apart,
still dreams of a world far away,
suffering from an internal struggle.
hear her suffering
hear her suffering
"everything's fine" she says once again
but the injuries give it all away
"I'll keep trying, I'll keep trying"
"I won't be part of the crowd anymore".
"One more time, One more time"
"please just let me roll once more"
and so she does so she does
causing herself more and more pain.
"aren't you hurt?"
CapitanaCaptainCapitana15 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With eyes of bright flame
You laughed at those who cursed your luck
They knew nothing of your wandered world
You loved your luck, your grace
You broke their rules
The vessel’s name
They cried against your life
You let the gingers walk the booms
You shot the albatross, sailors’ souls
Lost to tempest-toss’d waves
Your luck burning
Like canon fire
Brittle fallacies burnt
In your eyes, white fire enlightened
You welcomed the shark, hunting dolphins
Sailing with bloody dawns
Seas of white foam
Never crossed your dragon’s chest
That great bulkhead of fire’s breath
Once rocked by marauding cannon fire
You cursed their lying tongues
You proved to them
That their false delusions
Would ne’er be your loss of life
Would their false illusions rule your heart
Esperanza of mine
My dearest love
Untitlednot quite yetUntitled9 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
my feelings about
the next bend in the creek
Unexpected (day 14)OceanUnexpected (day 14)13 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of Carved Desires
When Tethers Were Severed
Broke Open Without Containment
Movie MagicTakes me to a better place,Movie Magic6 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Away from reality.
Just a major motion picture, but that's not the case,
In a movie, anything can happen, like not having to worry about mortality.
Be able to fly like a bird,
Or be super human.
You don't need any words,
More fun to be a crewman.
It's not always about humans,
It's of animals, too.
Or of old mythical ruins,
Or even just plain morning dew. (It's never that boring.)
From old to new,
They just keep coming.
They'll never stop and that's too true,
They even have music that you'll never stop humming.
Take one look and get hooked,
It's as easy as that.
Don't forget the popcorn that's perfectly cooked,
Movies bring more than just a nice, long chat.
Sonata IntermixedThe amount is small but change is big.Sonata Intermixed4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Now imagine the difference only making sense to me.
Book with lines of secrecy
One is starting to look into and read.
She's using these big shovels on paper dirt to dig.
I'll go with you to that whole new world.
Troubled with a raging fear growing upon impatient lips.
Fond love can blow to you like a summer wind's kiss.
Then she beseeched a pardon;
Thoughts busy with...
On the strings of her heart.
Could a sonata give an excuse to sooth the lone player?
A stranger's moon turned in suspicion; she was the craters.
She purchased the bells of...
To ring with the orchestra.
A sense of safety bled love,
But when she looked up at the sky there was nothing above.
Without a victor, can you call this a battle?
Without a sound, could you call it a rattle?
Don'tI look at you and I see such sweet sadness.Don't1 day ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What I would give to take away all that pain.
To dwell in dark corners when sunlight is beckoning.
Give in to the madness, leave the world of the sane.
Don’t come near.
Leave this place now.
You have no clue.
Of what is here.
If someone would just show you how.
But twilight descends and the moment draws near.
Will you reach for the stars or choose to just disappear.
The moonlight, you now bathe in, has an innocent glow.
I beg you, don’t trade in your soul.
I beg you, don’t trade in your soul.
Walk into a forest and sit beneath an ancient tree.
Close your young eyes and tell me what do you hear.
It’s laughter. It’s life. It is sorrow. It’s togetherness.
Lose yourself in a smile. Don’t dare drown in a tear.
Step on out.
Into the light.
And let yourself shine
Embrace your world.
With loving arms.
Leave the darkness behind.
The shadows will part and rejoice in your prosperity.
Every life is wort
ManikinWe're all naked under our clothesManikin18 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And all bloody under our skin
And all winded under our breath
And all riddled from our woes
We're all dumb under our brows
And all small under our sky
Struck by how years pass by
and those lost times we browse
We're all faithful now and then
Feel our worlds give in somewhat
Watch waves at our feet collapse
As ink at our soul again
We're bound to build a monument
we never saw prevail before
So we have all that made our lore
to pareidolia condemned!
Poem - I Want to PlayI Want to PlayPoem - I Want to Play8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Poem for Day 187 – 20150706
I want to play a man,
act the superior weakness.
Walk the stage with exaggerated
confidence and aplomb.
Inside I would shiver with fear,
shy and unsure of my true place
in the drama that is my life.
I want to play a woman,
voice the exerted strength.
Work harder than most must
to accomplish the same things.
Inside I would be exhausted,
wanting rest from the pace
while I struggle to run in place.
I want to play all the races,
embrace the majorities
within each minority.
Inside I would see same trials,
the lesser members pulled from the ranks
as the elite find their rightful place.
I wanted to play all these things,
to try a different costume for a time,
to speak the lines of another one,
in a sad attempt to broaden myself.
There I found myself at the end,
tribulations embraced by each,
as the lights went down on the stage.
© 2015, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.
SETTLE IT IN SMASH!!After the “experiment” Professor Triple Shell and Dr. Wixenstein decided to to take a break from the lab experiments and play some Super Smash Bros. “Ready to lose?” asked Wixenstein. “Oh please, everybody knows that I’m practically the king of Smash” replied Triple Shell. “We’ll just see about that” said Wixenstein. They went upstairs to the living room where Triple Shell had his Wii U set up. “Let me just find Smash and then we’ll get started” said Triple Shell. As cocky as he was, he knew that he could win but there were a few times where Wixenstein had beaten him. “Let’s fire this bad boy up!” said Triple Shell. He put the game into the Wii U and the game started up. “Who are you going to play as?” asked Wixenstein. “I’m not sure yet.” replied Triple Shell.SETTLE IT IN SMASH!!7 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
After setting up the rules and switching the items off, they were finally on the fighter select screen
C H E S H I R ECheshire once came to town,C H E S H I R E11 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
His grin splitting and his lies spinning,
He deceived and alluded,
Befriended and charmed,
White lies, pretty lies, he told them all!
Weaving and Heaving them,
Until they were his own web of...
On the day Alice arrived,
Cheshire felt exceptionally deprived,
Of joy of seeing others squirm,
So with his hat in his grip, held undeniably firm, he changed once more...
Gone was the handsome man,
Bestowed with wit and charm,
Wicked Emerald orbs for eyes,
Wine ringlets covering his head,
Into his banded periwinkle fur,
His deceiving voice - became a seductive purr,
His sinful eyes however, remained the same,
And his splitting grin grew in the time,
Delighted at the thought of a new victim,
He held himself accountable to crime,
But the thought slipped him,
What if he found something new?
Something known to so many,
Yet accepted by such few?
A new drug, a new tool?
For if Alice had arrived earlier,
Sandy's Speech (OST ''The Demons in Man'')"Hello everyone. I would personally like to tell you how much of an honor and a disgust it is to be on national television. It's quite a strange factor that I would end up here and giving you all a speech that will send this quote on quote "Utopia" 6 feet under.Sandy's Speech (OST ''The Demons in Man'')15 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
"It has been a rather interesting 30 years for you all I assume? Interesting as much as a death toll was to be placed on your door. And frightening. Extremely terrifying. What I'm about to tell you would be considered insanity on your mortal standards, but I have just one small thing to say:
"This country, this world, this place, in whichever we live in, is infected with a pestilence. A plague to put it in simpler form. To the government, I would just like to say: You will fall. Because there is a common truth. And like many things, that truth means something.
"There is something wrong with this world. And if you agree with me or not, it's up to you. You are not free. You are trapped. Stuck in a place in which you cannot escape
the consequences of treasonand in what kind of worldthe consequences of treason15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
do i live
if i give in
to these dark urges,
these dark thoughts,
these ideas that i
any better than what lot
i have already been given,
the cards i have been given,
the hand i've played
since my earliest days?
the sights i claim not
as my own,
because i know
it would be
to every other
who has sight of their own
to suggest that this sight
in its myopic stumbling,
its incoherence, its lacklustre vision
of something far greater
than the summit
of a fragile ivory tower,
by the acts
of its youngest denizens –
there are always vulnerabilities,
who will suffer
for the greed of others,
but where lies the danger,
if not in greed caused
by earlier starvation?
and in that early starvation,
and the onset of winter
in bones too fragile
to stand against their weight in steel,
we see the harshest
of light, that comparable
to blackness of soul, and yet,
does blackness have
on those things
My Real FatherA father, to me, is the one who raised youMy Real Father12 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
spent time and even seemed to really then care
even when the words in argument then spew
we still are there for each other in despair.
You try, I try we both want really to be
there for us and mother even when we fail
I was told the thought is what counts, We are free
to be whom we will be tenderly and frail.
I am your son birth father doesn't now count
in your mind, my mind we in spirit are one!
I am sorry for the times I seem to doubt
you and tear at you till we are almost done.
Again you truly are now my real father
my two brothers and even your own daughter.
Getting ThroughThe window blinds have sliced the world outside,Getting Through16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
cracked it into long strips of interrupted light and lines.
It feels even further away now.
They say that I stay inside too much.
I can't argue; I agree.
But when pain is the companion you drink your morning coffee with,
the one to whom you pass the crossword puzzle,
and you don't bother talking
because you've lived together too long
and a mumbled "good morning," is all you need—
well, I don't get out enough.
But at least I can understand why.
Sometimes those horizontal slats
feel just like iron bars.
But above the howl of my AC,
the grumble of my fridge,
the monotony of my clock,
I can hear the bird chatter.
A series of bright notes
that reach me, unbroken.
How to FeelEmotions destroy, and emotins create.How to Feel19 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's up to you which path youll take.
But most of the time, emotions break.
What's in between, is where you are.
If what's straight ahead is beyond your par
Unless you dip your toe in the pool,
You'll never know if it's warm or cool
You'll need to feel, one way or another
It would be your choice if you smile or smother
You take a deep breath and submerge your hand
Dont dive in unless you want to drown bad
You wait for your skin to adapt to the change.
Don't pull it out! The wind will faze!
You keep going, theres no turning back now
You keep going, like an eternal vow
To ever keep feeling, just not too much
Lest your soul, your spirit, you lose touch
Theme Prompt - City LightsLate at night when I can't sleep,Theme Prompt - City Lights13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll open my curtains and stare
Out at the night and the city lights.
They're so bright and full of life,
Showing that there are others like me,
Others who enjoy the night and light.
I crave those city lights all the time,
A rush of excitement, joy, and hope,
Sitting there outside my window.
A poem I wrote for youWhen the chances of you finding me are slim,A poem I wrote for you5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When the heavenly fire in your eyes has gone dim,
When the dessert on your plate has gone just too sweet,
When you close your eyes but you've forgotten how to sleep,
When you're thoughts and actions have been labeled "This Is Stupid",
When your worst fear is that blue business suit cat puppet humming under your bed,
When you laugh at the same joke too many times,
When you still can't catch me alive,
When you still think you're a burden or a after thought;
Trust me honey, you'll never not.
i am sun, you are star, the moon is our songmy teeth are weak and ash,i am sun, you are star, the moon is our song2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
i see myself in the tongue of the sea,
irony grinds itself into my
salt water peppers my lips
we speak in a patois that has me reeling
and moonshine lines the collarbone of the world,
dips behind the horizon,
snakes into the sunlight and kisses the flowers awake.
The Past is the PastWeathered hands don't let goThe Past is the Past7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
and wonder why they have nothing to hold.
the abandoned sessionsgnostic basement on the hillthe abandoned sessions1 hour ago in Free Verse More Like This
mother whispers allotropes
through the salvo, but no one seems to hear
in their spheres of senses atrophied
and next comes the collapse
where anthropomorphs hold court and where
rhetoric once mattered
for those who stayed the enfilade
for those who cleared the gauntlet
defying laws of averages
and the easter eggs that flaunt them
is this thing on?
is this thing working –
is the scuttle sinking in?
finding purchase with the fat
and fallow neon children
in any case i’m feeling safe
in my bunker on the hill
because the world’s a bomb
and for all i know
you’re the bombardier