NaturaleThe world is more beautifulNaturale17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Without my glasses
So am I
The Problems of a Neuroplastic Personality[01.03.2015]The Problems of a Neuroplastic Personality12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am what you think I am
until I whirl around
and become what he thinks I am—
until all anyone sees is a blur of multiple personas
none of them perfect all of them flawed
crossing over lies and mistakes with
and my neuroplastic brain will never be
anything precious anyways.
Cell patient sparkIts waiting for me to sleep again,Cell patient spark18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slight shadow dancing around the wall.
Skirting itself subliminally along,
Across the mirror dart fully glances.
Rustling in foul drawn winds,
Waiting for chanced trickery.
drawing away the light,
ever present days nights.
Playing find three things wrong again,
wrong with anything in everything.
Its bore drilled spooky stays away,
will stare it right in its face.
So it flees around my vision,
annoying hooded boned face.
Turning it jumps just beyond,
Fleeting from this burned iced gaze.
Running beyond the twilight rims,
three faces or maybe four.
Just what fear is it anyway?
Of me walking through the door?
Teeth drilled unanaesthetised.
Bones smashed through jaws on kerb,
Nails ripped from aloft these fingertips,
A torn flesh that no longer cares.
Bones fused together bashing over over again.
Spiral blue spark within a dying head
Still operating this damaged brain
It is I that waits patiently for you.
SmashLook into my eyes.Smash1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
Instead of ignorance; I am not a wall.
Before you look upon my stone,
When I am only ash or bone.
The Pain of ArtTake a step forwardThe Pain of Art1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
Unlock a chain of events
You will fall, dear
Deep into a white field of colour
You're covered in paint
Your hands turn into a brush
Direct your thoughts and visions into it
And stain the canvas with your dreams
Throw, splatter, scream, cry
Unlock the parts of yourself you tie back in fear
You are not judged
Unleash your emotion with your palette
Paint a picture that takes breaths away
Shed your skin
And use it as a tool to guide you
Through the painting's story
You don't have to worry
Let the art nurture you
Throw, splatter, scream, cry
And take a step back
To look at the beauty and pain
You weren't afraid to bleed
091- Even the ghosts tiptoein a place as haunted as this one.091- Even the ghosts tiptoe57 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
Untitledmy blood says love is pain,Untitled18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
and that is why i bleed
-i bleed for loves i never had-
[i bleed for the one i do.]
Untitledwait—look before you leapUntitled18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
i don’t bleed silver
and my ribs aren't made of gold
(i am a girl of glass and oil—
shining, with a dirty core.)
I can poly-syllable rhyme, can you?No matter how I word itI can poly-syllable rhyme, can you?19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's still acerbic and salty
but I've got more traits
Ones that you don't see
You said I had a critic soul
I can be very literal
but I'm not always cynical
Besides, literal can be poetic
more so than shifty head-tricks
so I ought to get some credit
I like the clean veracity
Calumny seems crass to me
if not downright dastardly
He was a comedian
at purposely misleading them
He tried to put a hex on me
with his dirty contextomy
but he can cast all his aspersions
go back and revise his last versions
With wasted efforts he'll soon find
it's all tosh waddle and moonshine
Yet the fool's got more bullsnot
almost a full pot
He smiled crooked at the moon on an outhouse
Golly day what a loudmouth
I'm too sly to ever be duped
so I say these kooks
ought to regroup
to work out brand new stratagems
get them drawn up and then master them
then get roasted by my sass again
WeI close my eyes, and yet I seeWe3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The oneness that we have, you and me
Even though I've never seen your face
We do not live within the same place
We come from different points of view
Colors, loves, of different hues
It doesn't matter the color of skin
Or what sort of beliefs exist within
We share our hearts, our souls, our lives
Underneath the same unending skies
You are my sisters, my brothers all
Never cease your standing tall
We are different in many ways
But yet still are we the same always
We are humans, you and me
We are One when we breathe
When we kiss, when we touch
When we hold those we love so much
THIS is not different, this love we share
The compassion we have, the fact that we care
My brothers, my sisters, do not be afraid
It may seem there's a price that must be paid
For us to stand together and see the light
We are ALL ONE, in dark and in light
If we educate each other
And love one another
With an unconditional heart
It will not matter that we are apart
That we have never
The Broken Chords of Destiny"The Broken Chords of Destiny"The Broken Chords of Destiny6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let the waves flow
Let the skies glow
Let the winds blow
Let the tides be low
The cycle of these harmonies
Are one with the dancing trees
of the buzzing of the bees
The perpetual breeze of the seas
The music entertains me
The endless harmony in which we agree
But, Broken chords are set free
Chaos corrupts the everlasting sea
We are bound to destiny
Well placed chords brings harmony
We try to bring to melody
But we fail and live abnormally
The War of HorrorToday it is only regarded as History.The War of Horror16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A reminder of humanities sins and everlasting thirst for destruction.
A carving on the wall of our history
a scar on our skin
and a severed limb to piece it all together.
The first war was regarded as the last war of that caliber.
Twenty Two years later one twice as large erupts.
Walls of bodies sent crashing at each other.
Only piles of blood and holes of ash left over.
Tainted skies of the ever lasting fumes
which came from the great destroyers in the sky
raining down death from above.
Charred husks of the monsters on the ground
which spit fire and metal to kill it's foes.
Those who live to tell of this war only reflect on the horror of
the amount they killed
and the amount they lost.
Cruelties on both sides
the genocide on one
and the civilian slaughter on the other.
By the end of it everyone had blood stained hands
The man, the woman and even the child.
Let us all remember now that what man can do to each other
as this was only the surface.
Teacher Amongst the StarsWas the world dark?Teacher Amongst the Stars18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or was it my eyes that couldn’t see?
I plunged through the ethereal darkness
Tripping, falling, succumbing to the frost
You descended upon me
As a sun would rise over the horizon
Bringing long forgotten light into my eyes
Illuminating the nooks and crevices of the world
Into the heavens you took me
Taught me how to fly in amongst the clouds
Where I looked upon the path of a thousand stars
And started to forge my own path through the skies
And now that I am in faraway Andromeda
I can’t help to look back at the faraway light that was you
You had lifted me from the darkness
And helped me find my own way through this universe
Thank you, my teacher amongst the stars
“A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops.”
For My LoveFor My Love...For My Love21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the evening sea of clouds and flaming sky,
A white ship sails to warmer lands...
To where my love awaits with open arms...
The Moon will rise, to guide my vessel
To where you are, to be with you,
And there it shall remain
Your sweetness dilutes my pain.
Through Thunder, Lightning and Rain,
My heart will not sway but stay the same,
As it beats for you again, and again...
Driving my furnace of fire insane...
Without fail I will search for your land,
Oh to feel the touch of your soft Womanly hand,
upon my heart, upon my soul, upon my manliness,
I yearn for it, for you....
I search every day, as my ship doth sail,
Upon the winds of your words,
By your promises to me my Vessel gains strength,
To brave any storm that may come our way.
I will stay at the helm and maintain my course.
I will jump and sing upon the sight of your lands.
I will dock into your body,
I will hold you tightly,
Forever love you dearly,
I will stay.
Not even this vast ocean upon which I sail,
The ScreenplayThe Screenplay6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The pitiful creatures, bowing to their masters commands,
Like puppets on strings, abiding their puppeteers hands.
They walk like mindless automatons, born to serve and die,
Working beneath the bright, orange sun, in the azure sky.
The scene shifts, from one and to another;
In the desert, in majestic throne rooms,
Laboring women, working the creaking looms,
And when the curtains close, and darkness falls upon their hollow eyes,
They cry a single tear, yet cannot remove their painted smiles.
For a puppet can’t cut his own string, he would simply fall and die,
Or so their master tells them: “Freedom is a lie”.
Am I Wrong?I stare at the screen,Am I Wrong?15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words written to someone else.
Distantly, I think of another.
I wonder, if only for a moment,
Am I wrong?
Is this other the right one?
Is he not?
Am I afraid to give my heart away again?
I stare at the screen,
Words written for another,
Blurry, I wipe my eyes
And ask myself,
"Where did these tears come from?"
I just don't know.
Of all the things I do in my life,
The love that I have to give,
The joy being given to me,
Distantly, I remember you.
Are you alright?
Are you surviving?
Are your choices better than mine?
I wonder if what I'm doing is wrong,
Placing joy in the hands of another,
Letting lust conflict with love
or love conflict with lust.
We are more alike than I thought,
and yet distantly,
Are you and I the same?
I don't know
But I wonder.
HomeLying here in the middle of life,Home17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the edge of the land,
nothing to say, to think, to feel,
the reality of being just a bit too close,
I think of home.
A place far away,
but just a bit too close to where I am now,
moving, dancing, running, beating.
Feeling the pulse of the music drive through me and the crowd and everyone is one but…
I think of home.
This feeling grows, intoxicating in its normality,
smothering in its anonymity, its lethargy,
but it is there, strong and present.
I try to shake it off, shake it out:
I explore, I climb, I see far and further,
I think, create, dance, live, and yet…
It is still just too close:
That feeling of blue, of blur, of everything around me
being slow, lethargic, diseased in its ease.
I demand that it change,
I require it to change,
it does not.
And so I return to the edge of the land,
and lie here staring.
A hand in mine this time;
a new home.
And this one grows with me.
WishWhen you wish upon a star,Wish1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
It’s nice and all.
You wont get far.
Kool awayDon’t look at me please; please don’t look at me, please.Kool away1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leave me alone, in my own company,
Please, don’t look at me, please.
The SanctuaryThe sanctuary lies upon the old plateauThe Sanctuary3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sanctuary made of olden mud brick and precious ruby's
within this archaic sanctuary lies deception and the demon of debauchery and corruption
people from all around have come to pay homage to him with orgies of ignorance
and blood of the ineligible; he grins in sheer delight
his wolfish grin settles the spirits of the idle and the unenlightened
the worshipers gather in hordes to sacrifice the knowledge of ages
for promises that will not be kept
he feasts on the knowledge and his bellowing howl carries through the old, crumbling halls
he has what he wants now
he grows immaculate
he then feasts upon the followers
they squeal in utter fear and anguish
he smiles at what he's done
he leaves the sanctuary
he leaves to spread his ignorance and animosity
My wonderlandI've met a punster little cat and a grinning little girl and a boy that always wears a hood. He needs to hide.My wonderland23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
AmbrosiaThe lady seen,Ambrosia1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
The lady been,
She could stomach not a joke,
And when she bit into an apple,
She choked, she choked, she choked
Now, butt of a joke,
And there beneath the apple tree, she died in ripe, raw, agony.
The apple tree, wept from the jest
And come spring, shed flowers down on her dress.
KhajiitAndSweetrollKhajiit and the Sweetroll.KhajiitAndSweetroll21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Khajiit didst come to my garden,
He crept round the Cabbage and Leek.
He sniffed the air for direction,
Through kitchen window did peek...
I had made freshly baked Sweetrolls,
Sat cooling upon a wire tray.
Khajiit licked his lips and sniffed,
Planning how he would steal them away!
He would wait for me not to be looking,
Perhaps stash them somewhere I wouldn't know,
Perhaps over the fence from the garden?
The sweetrolls one by one, would he throw...?
No, Khajiit had other ideas,
For a knock at the door proved this,
As I answered the door I was pounced upon,
Khajiit! he growled and hissed!
One lesson I learned from this day,
If I'm kneading my first blob of dough..
Before I get round to the baking,
I'll make sure I close the window!
ConqueredWas there ever a part of the land,Conquered5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the conqueror came with his flag,
That turned her hip and sighed
At the thrust of steel and the colors high?
Was there somewhere a verdant hill
That under the weight of man's will
Was plowed and plundered, but gave
To the boot heel and the stave?
Was there ever a piece of you
Who gave her dreams to the wind
And softly let it die,
That thing called hope within?