-Slime is pooling in my cavity now-6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Something dormant shifts restlessly
And opens its eyes
Sending outward pulsating buds
Like electric currents
Bouncing against unfamiliar joints
The Veiled - by ArcanoiThe VeiledThe Veiled - by Arcanoi7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our hands lay outstretched in supplicant surrender.
We stand here at the precipice . . . Our faces masked.
We stare across the ashen wastes: blind to sights unseen.
It arrives. Damning. Embracing. Granting all We have asked.
Tears of the silver sheen burn down the length of Its face:
Mirrors reflecting Our sins, and those of whom We shun.
Its tears reflect what once We denounced, and became . . .
They force Us to confront that which cannot be undone.
"You are here, and here I have come." A chorus of Love, of Hate.
Our strangled hiss: "Please, do not forgive, but keep for Us Our sins."
The Veil is drawn from Our eyes with razor-ed hands, and lips. Our face.
"Accept this, My kiss: Begin that which Ends, and End what Begins."
We stare now into the crimson stars of Its featureless face
listening intently to the honeysuckle lilt and lull of Its voice.
We cringe, but endure willingly, Its blade-winged embrace.
After all, We had no freedom to choose. We made no choic
What Waits for You...You see and yet you look away... you know yet you refuse... you feel yet you deny. You would close your eyes than see the truth, you run as much as you can thinking you can escape it, you choose to run blind. You know its useless, you know its pointless, you know its hopeless, you know... so little yet you waste so much. You would hold on to the pain... just to feel the longing a little longerWhat Waits for You...15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even if you run all the way through this world... you'll be right back were you started.
You blame yourself... you blame this world... you blame God... you would blame anything knowing it means nothing. You scream hoping someone will ease your pain, you howl hoping someone will howl with you, you cry hoping someone will comfort you, your voice wont even leave an echo. You broke the wall in front of you, you broke the very person who you are, you want to brake free of this world.
you broke the mirror of your reflection...
You would ask anyone for help, you would be willing to give anything
TartaraformingPull up the drain stopper, clear the traps,Tartaraforming16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
But nothing, no matter how hard you try,
Can ever really get stainless again.
I wear armour to keep my guts under wraps;
Out of all the pieces of me that I
Would wish to crawl away, this is not one.
Men know they are fettered with fatal chain,
And rage, despite this same fate binds the sun;
None escape the tongue of time's constant laps.
All are rushed to futures they did not choose;
We prefer power, freedom to abuse
It, and immunity from consequence.
Whenever God offers absolution
Exchanged for deserting sin, we refuse,
Then complain about the inconvenience
Caused by a superabundance of rain.
Since Eden was a cornucopia,
Satan's horns went unnoticed completely;
While paradise was lost over forty
Nights at sea, He worked out dystopia.
The Basement FloorI occasionally stare out my windowThe Basement Floor17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
at the constant rain, wondering if it’s
really there. Sometimes I know it is,
due to my mother’s complaining about
how much the basement’s gonna flood.
I’d love for it to stop, but I’m not sure
if I need it to.
His chances at survival were
bleak. The resources he had at
his disposal were dwindling in
count. His exposure to light was
limited, and he became more
comfortable with the darkness.
The concrete floor was his only
friend, one who was selfless, and
didn’t need any of the so very valuable
water to survive. In his final moments,
he was grateful for that floor.
Love RamblingsYou are going to die.Love Ramblings20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
But its ok.
Because you are going to die for love.
And if we must die,
if we must fight,
then do it for love.
Terminal KarmaThis feeling I hadTerminal Karma20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Now is beyond my grasp
Much to say to ask an outcast
Return to the fallen
An unrequited stay
These arms of mine are weak
Clawing and scratching at the air
Would this be the end
If these summer nights were not so lonely
Asking for a gentle breeze
Every time my soul bleeds
I'm not afraid of the emptiness
In reality, it's all I wanted
An aching kiss
During the climatic, final act
Tears dropping into the sea
A moonlight's effort in vain
Promise me nothing
For my actions spoke the fading thunder
Let the curtail close
My eternal disease.
The Poet's FateAn anonymous pile ofThe Poet's Fate20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
and shattered dreams
remains, carved into light as fireclouds
Into this madness, to find
these hidden treasures
you talk about all day when you daydream on drugs
of some sort.
the birth of a diction
dictation: Alas! Oh, gods!
lie stranded by Darwin
in the comfort of fireplaces
Carved into night as fireflies
The words of addiction
translation: It's fine! It's fine!
Into this trueness, to find
these rotten pleasures
you sing about all night when your dreams are blackened
by that laugh.
How many times have you found it waiting
at your doorstep, the smile of a madman
the laugh of a coward
laughs, laughs, laughs.
threadbarei love my jacket,threadbare17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
gray and warm and thick,
the fabric marked with paint and
although it is well-worn.
i love my socks,
thin and light,
stretching with patterns of
yellow and white
even when there are tears in the
a hole for my
to stick out.
i love my couch,
filled to the brim with
despite the fraying of the
the stains on the
where my five brothers and i
had spilled our foods and
i love my blanket,
when my friends tell me it's too
too old and too worn-out.
but my mother gave it to me,
and it will always be just
i love my seat by the
though the wooden legs
the pillow nearly