Forever WithinYou are the catalystForever Within13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
that spurs my blood.
The inferno that singes
inside my mind’s eye.
The deafening scream
between my sheets.
You are the nightmare
in my dream of sweet.
You are the jagged coral
where my shipwreck weeps.
The shore onto which I writhe
between waves and turning tides.
You are the glare of the sun,
to the pull of my winter moon.
You are the bottomless pit
to my pendulum’s whet.
We move, you and I, to dance
between madness and hell,
betwixt raindrops and hail.
One day perhaps we’ll lie together
in a bed made of rose petals and thorns
and prick, your surface this time,
not mine, and bleed, evermore,
because, my inferno, my darling, my wine,
I am the pin that resides within,
and you… you are the clever switch,
the trickster that forever grins
but I… lover mine…
I am forever the shadow within.
QM Tales: Big U's LullabyNEW YORK HARBOR, NOVEMBER 1941QM Tales: Big U's Lullaby10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
United States was dancing around eagerly as she followed her mother back to her berth for the night from chatting with some friends.
"États-Unis, pouvez-vous se il vous plaît calmez-vous?" Normandie sighed. (United States, can you please calm yourself?)
"Non!" United States giggled. (Nope!)
Normandie sighed. "Si je chante pour vous vous calmer?" She asked. (If I sing to you will you calm down?)
"Oui maman, chanter pour moi!" United States cried. (Yes mamma, sing to me!)
"Bon alors." Normandie replied. (Alright then.)
She opened her mouth and began to sing. "Le cours de la partie. Il est temps de l'appeler un jour. Peu importe comment vous le prétendez, vous savez qu'il finirait à cette façon. Il est temps de liquider la mascarade. Il suffit de faire votre esprit. Un Piper doit être payé."
(The party's over, it's time to call it a day. No matter how you pretend, you know it wo
Teeth I've Never LostI keep a jar of the teeth I've never lost on my bedside table.Teeth I've Never Lost3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
While I never lost these in life
I've lost them in dreams.
How the mind remembers the feeling of teeth shifting inside
The feeling of tugging out molars
The feeling of bare gums and blood flooding your tastebuds.
My teeth always come out yellow
The tops green or black
Cavitied and broken beyond compare.
It's been countless times since I've lost my teeth.
I wonder when it's going to end.
SickDepressionSick16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
is the thing that tells me im terrible,
Is the thing that tells me eventually he will leave me
is the thing that says I dont fit in
Because a few people I know
Never added me on facebook
Is what tells me to get another job
because he wont take care of me if i dont
and even if he does
it'll ruin his life that i dont make as much money
And all of this is a leap to try and attain perfection
A chemical in my head that makes me scared
That pushes people away
And begs them to stay
Most people dont understand it
And thats why they say
That we're sick
Anata ni FIT - cover lyrics*Chorus pt.1*Anata ni FIT - cover lyrics9 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I'm a fit for you
Hold me close and tell me that you feel the same way
I'll always have your back, don't you ever forget
With pure intentions in your heart, smile and stay with me
When something has caught me off guard
and I'm reduced to crying out loud
If you're here for a little bit, I'll be at ease
If could re-do it all, I'd love relive day the day we first met
Without a doubt, that's how I honestly how I feel for you
Don't stop walking forward
With your head held high and proud
Because I know you can move world with your strength
I believe in you
You always make my heart flutter with every word
You're absolutely precious
Listen to me loud and clear: You are NOT alone
I WON'T let you go
If it's fine with you, stay with me
Sometimes words aren't enough for me
So please gently take me by the hand when it's time
Because we're connected, I'll know what you mean
When the world has split in half and the sky is falli
Cloud CountryWe made it overCloud Country14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
coming by boat, leaning over the sides,
the weight of us, our weight, spilling off
like beansprouts pouring their green arms
into the ragged sides of the ocean.
We could have died. But we didn't.
We could have drowned, but we rose up
through the water's length and crowned ourselves
living, survivor! Dweller of the surface!
Tyer of knots, luggage to be dragged through
Pacific, Atlantic! Call me
suitcase, I will stuff ten shirts into one
open mouth. Call me
dead weight, I will drift all those miles
like wood emerging from sea to lay dead on shore,
only I will be alive! Call me
a fish, I will grow gills and swim.
But anyway, we came. We had difficult time.
Pronunciation was hard. Getting job was harder.
We came to find money, pick it off ground?
Noo! Enough we had made it. Helltide,
hot water! We made it over and the lights here
were like camera, we had seen pictures
and boarded trains and thrown small rocks
small rocks, sososo tiny! at people! airplanes!
My little word chipperI have a little word chipper. I've never been the best at making words fit together in neat careful sentences. It’s hard to organize your thoughts into short little words when your concepts come in the form of pictures. So I have a little word chipper. I feed the photographs in, one at a time. First it grinds the frames, then it breaks the glass, then it tears up the nice pictures into uneven shreds and spits it all out into the air. Sometimes it’s easy little desk pictures that come hurtling out at great speed, sometimes it’s great museum pieces that must be broken before fitting through, and sometimes it’s long stringy scrolls that never quite tear clean. I have a little word chipper that gets jammed up quite a lot. I’ve gotten better at clearing it and feeding it, but that’s just what they do. It’s no input-output logic machine, and needs no diagnoses; I just stop the gears and turn them back until the blockage is through. I have a little woMy little word chipper21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
'my maturity'i think my maturity runs as long as my height:'my maturity'17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
a mere 5.
but i think this maturity is as old as my style:
a mere child.
most of all, my maturity looks as strong as my books:
battered and broken from abuse and attempted use.
my maturity sits there,
trying to be strong,
trying to be tough,
trying to be mature.
but we all know the truth,
that my maturity is there,
and has just withered from misuse.
I Know Why The Caged Bird SingsOh, I know why the caged bird sings,I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even when locked and trapped,
A slave, it stills!
It sings its screams,
So loud and shrill!
It screeches its anguish,
More piercing with skill!
For the caged bird yearns and longs for it,
The freedom a mere centimetre away!
Just out of reach,
So torturous a gloat,
The lock will never break.
Entrapped and deprived,
Its soul is scarred.
Its wings are clipped,
Its mind will break.
A spiral filled with desperation,
A panic induced madness.
And yet it sings,
From deep within,
For a dream once foreseen!
Hope of a light,
One out of a tunnel,
A key out of the cage.
Rights never given at all,
It hurls its body at the cage,
Sacrifice its all!
The cage will shake,
Then it will fall,
Bird and all.
The force of the impact,
It hits the floor,
Vibrations sent rippling through the golden cage.
Exhausted and worn,
It feels success,
One last whistle slips from its beaks.
I know why t
Do I deserve her smile?I can hear her laughDo I deserve her smile?19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
while my hand tickles her calf.
The sweetness of the sound filling my heart.
She is my better half.
The one to steal my breath.
We cannot be pulled apart.
Those green eyes, smiling at the corners
as I look upon her, the smile widens
to let me know that she's okay.
I wouldn't be able to forgive myself
if anything were to happen to her.
She's the one to keep me alive.
The only to call my soulmate.
There is one question left in my mind.
This only one doubt.
Do I deserve her smile?
Murderous IgnoranceThe people are marched from the barracksMurderous Ignorance15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
They think it is just another day at work,
digging for hours on end until the guards drive them back to the dormitories
Drive them back like the cattle they feel they have become
This day, they are guided right when they usually go left
This causes the people to glance around in confusion
Why are they going a different way?
What’s different about today?
The people are stopped at a building, and told to strip
One man in particular gives a slight nod, now understanding
They will be run through the shower stalls before work today
Once everyone is naked, their bones pressed against their pale skin, they are ordered to continue
They do so, and walk on for fifty more steps
The guards yell at the people to stop, and, as they do, they hear the slamming of metal doors
The people turn around, confused, and see that the guards have left
Suddenly, there is a great hissing
People begin to cough
One man looks around, remembering rumors of death chambers
Spirit HareI once saw somethingSpirit Hare19 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I attribute to being a spirit of the forest.
I was stoned.
Despite this fact
I wasn't alone.
Daisy, my loyal friend
Was with me that day.
Despite her nature
she did nothing to chase it away.
The Bunny before me sat still as the grave
except when with a turning of it's head, it's appearance changed.
In that moment I thought this more than strange
The cairn bird before me met my gaze.
Astonished is a word I seldom use
but when describing this event it's the word I choose
and with a turn of it's head it became a hare once again
before hopping away, unnoticed by my friend
A rambunctious dog who should have smelled it on the wind.
Happy birthday, AlexFine?Happy birthday, Alex2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, I'm not fine.
You're not here,
I need you.
I have no reason to life
if you're not here.
It's your birthday,
come with me.
I will be happy with you,
come back home.
And have a happy birthday, Alex.
Endings and BeginningsSmoke billows in tangled tendrilsEndings and Beginnings3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The slimline fumarole glows blood red
Atop a terraced watchtower
An angelic bowman stands his guard
Nose briefly wrinkled in dislike
As a quarreling clamor fills the air
This fissure in the planet's core
This new entrance to the Gates of Hell
Filled the bowman with great unease
This desolation feels familiar...
Remains of a careless people
Who had long ago fled from this world
Leaving behind the laggard few
The gaudiness of their existence
Had assured this planet's slow death
The Excavator had since arrived
His job to complete The Cycle
But those left had formed a Resistance
Fueled by their misdirected rage
Coerced by fear of what lies beyond
Still they refused to recognize
The destruction their choices had wrought
The angels met their war in kind
Though a dying race has little fight
A rumble fills the earth below
The Time is drawing ever closer
The Bowman shifts his gaze downward
A lone man stands
the last of his kind
His stare pointedly defiant
no clue what this is i found it in a folderOn a warm sunny day,no clue what this is i found it in a folder2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I picked up my headphones
And let the music play
I listened to the warm tones
Of the singer’s voice
And picked up my pen
To write, despite all the noise
That was going on, up until then
It was going to be a brilliant story
That I was sure,
It would bring me fame and glory,
…or perhaps a stunning failure
But that didn’t matter,
I wanted to write
I wanted to be a writer,
And bring my ideas to light
But the funny thing is,
Despite staring at the paper for 2 hours
Nothing came out of my frustrated brain, ‘tis
A strange thing, but my ideas were like flour,
They scattered and spilled the moment I tried,
To pick them up,
With my bare hands, and so I cried,
Buckets of tears, into my teacup
And at last, I decided to just
…I am dreaming
The Boys Who Saved My Life (Read Description) The smile spreads across my face.The Boys Who Saved My Life (Read Description) 12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
My hands begin to shake.
The tears roll down my cheeks.
"I'm really here." I think.
They're sitting in front of me.
Flashback to last episode as I sit on the couch and watch the two boys on the TV.
"I can't wait to meet them." "A few days."
Now, I'm finally here;
they're right ahead of me.
6'4" and 6'1" they stand.
I'm finally at the front;
autograph book in hand.
I walk forward;
directly in front of them;
I can't hold it anymore.
I cry until I can't see their faces.
"You've saved my life." I say.
They take my hands; one for each man.
"You're special." They say.
"You are important."
"Keep that in mind...always."
The tears lessen and I can finally see them.
"I can see them." I think.
"Here they are."
Jensen and Jared;
The Boys Who Saved My Life
Ur Spilling Ur Boo Hoo Hoo WaterurUr Spilling Ur Boo Hoo Hoo Water3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
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Lay and listHow I lay in bed and listLay and list19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
To feel your brilliant,tender kiss
lift my wanton,heart to bliss
fill my lonesome, emptiness
Trace the sumptuous boarders of your lips
feel the warm rush with your finger tips
The sweet scent of your perfume
I dearly miss
How I lay in bed with wist
The next generationHere we areThe next generation19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
One of our last stops
Before we'll march on
Into the adult lives.
For many of us
The next step is university
For the others Apprenticeship and job.
Everyone with a plan
How to improve and succeed.
You are able to see only part of us
But we know that we'll reach our dreams.
In those last moments of college
We won't step down,
We won't fall.
Keeping going is our goal.
Because we are the future.
The next GENERATION.
Black laborra Torra DooraUkoodB4givBlack laborra Torra Doora3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
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white ting out again
BisexualThey said that it'll be easy.Bisexual19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I only have to admit it.
That I have changed. Forever.
But it is impossible.
For I cannot be who I am not
And while the rain of fists falls upon me
And while their kicks break my bones
I will not fall back.
I will not give up my heart and mind.
It is my decision to be myself.
My choice to love whom I want.
Whether I like him or her
It is neither here nor there.
If I prefer pants or skirts
Either blue or pink.
It is my life.
So what if they say it is a curse?
I will reply:
My curse is my strength.
My hope and my breath.
Without it I will be dead.