sky-mongeri taste lightning withsky-monger8 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
lips ever so cold and frail;
don't call me divine.
buffetmulberry’s bountybuffet10 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
fattens up hungry flocks-
cats crowd at its roots
ButterflyButterflyButterfly8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
a poem by Artsy-Dannie
Butterfly, oh sweet Butterfly,
spread your wings, take to the sky!
Butterfly, oh sweet butterfly,
your fragile wings to pleasing to the eye.
Butterfly, oh darling Butterfly,
you're beauty so lovely, but you seem so shy.
Butterfly, oh darling butterfly
you make me smile and don't even try.
Butterfly, oh beautiful Butterfly,
you bring joy to the world when you fly so high.
Butterfly, oh beautiful Butterfly
you bring joy to us all whenever you come by.
Stille im SchlachthofEin letzter AtemzugStille im Schlachthof15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Der Wind trägt herbstbraune Blätter fort.
Glasscherben glitzern im Sonnenlicht.
Ein sauberer Schnitt
Das alte Haus ist mit Schimmel bedeckt.
Regenpfützen spiegeln den Himmel.
Ein roter Tropfen
Eine Vogelschar zieht gen Süden.
Die würzige Schärfe von Gewitter liegt in der Luft.
Stille herrscht im Schlachthof.
UntitledThe night holds many mysteries.Untitled6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's my own right to look into my curiosity about the night.
Every sound you hear is so very eerie
The moon's glow on the trees is so beautiful and creepy
Moans, Groans, Growls, and Howls are heard
But don't be alarmed by them
Just listen to nature's night creatures
They slumber during the day
at night they come out to play
preying on other creatures using the cover of night
Using the moon's light to track down their way through
the forest at night
Cycle.The plants fell asleepCycle.5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
in the autumn months
and were not woken
and died cold
but were reincarnated
to bloom again
to meet the same fate
over and over again.
Guardian of the ForestAudible sounds are onlyGuardian of the Forest18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Those of nature
The wind tears through
The uppermost branches,
Slashing the bonds of leaves
and sets them free.
A creek below gurgles endlessly
It's water never stops and regards winter
With a chilling stare.
Absent are the cruel dealings
and harshly loud outbursts
Of the General Public.
Tranquility sounds off
From the deepest recesses
To the corners,
Rarely does it exist elsewhere.
Here among the twigs and shrubbery,
I gaze out over my home,
Alert to any intruders.
I am the Guardian.
This is my Forest.
A Poem about NepalNepal, a land of hundred beautiful flowers,A Poem about Nepal18 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
They are such a beautiful flowers at there,
Sunflowers, roses, hibiscus and other flowers were growing there,
Nepal, you're such a beautiful country,
Riches with floras, cultures and also the Mount Everest of Himalaya,
Don't die to sacrifice for country,
Nepal, you're such a beautiful and natural country in Asia..
Come on, people from all over the world,
Let us pray for Nepal!
Dragonblood I soar through the air , scooping and flapping gust behind me. Aerial spins and flips delight me. Hard small plates of armor my scales mock and fool even the best hidden chameleon , and my eyes strike fear with the intent of killing. Fire breath burning down villages in just minutes, the blood running through my views boils with vengeance.Dragonblood 9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Black and White PerspectiveYou greedy assholes brought us here in small numbers, made us your dogs and bred us so you could prosper from the sales of our young. You bred with us so you could prosper from our exploitation and created a nation of a problem that you brought upon yourselves. You then went on to vote amongst yourselves to free us from the chains of slavery and bind us to the chains of inequality. But it's funny how none of this was the black man's doing. We adapted to your land, your customs and your language. Out of nothing, we became something. Something more like you. You let us in your schools, in your homes, in your beds and in your hearts. Yet you can't seem to decide if you prefer us in shackles. Like a seed that fell from rotten fruit into fertile soil, we weathered many seasons amongst our masters and survived your failed harvest to blossom into something beautiful. The African-American people.A Black and White Perspective6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The heavy rains of your oppression and the heat of your resentment only produced our bounty.
Life is ForeverThe lights swim in my eyesLife is Forever22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Birds in the skies
And I see it all now,
I see them cascading about as nothingness
See them whisper words seemingly meaningless
But I hear their stories and know their true
Before long the Dragon bellows flame into my face
Burning with blinding rage
Screaming "I am your life, without me you are nothing" and he's right
The birds hiding inside my sight
Do not know night,
They know sleep but never stop flying
Yet there's life behind their shadowy life
And there's love inside their songs and strife
And I see it all now
In death I am alone
But those birds will remain strong,
Forever sending their songs,
In inaudible angelic tones.
ReflectionpainReflection5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
is without words
in wooden frame
to be outside
under the fall
of spring rain
The Woodsreverberating stepsThe Woods5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
crunching amidst depths
tiny crawlers cry
underfoot inching by
trees, mere obstacles
quiet chatter swirling
tired burning limbs
at dedication's brim
VirgoHer hair hangs lowVirgo17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her head tilts down
Blood surrounds her
It pools on the ground
Mixing with the tears
His lifeless eyes look at her
As though they ask
"What's wrong mother?"
"The young man nailed to the wood"
"I wish I had saved"
The Storm's FetePrin, pin, pon, pi-diThe Storm's Fete9 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Goes the raindrops dancing
Ontop the roof a merry jig
“Now we are free
And can do as we please
For Mother said this we can do”
Prin, pin, pon, pi-di
Goes the angels drumming
In the heavens a merry tune
“Rain’s been set free
And they dance so merrily
Let’s give them a tune to dance to”
Prin, pin, pon, pi-di
Goes the lightning leaping
Over the hills of silver cloud
“Come wind with me
Ride this old stallion’s seating
For as long as it rains, I want to be with you . . .
flutterby IIenvious blossomsflutterby II10 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
luring papillon earthward-
flutterbyfaerie mosaicsflutterby10 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
capture rays, scattering shards-
stained glass taken flight
Message To AmericansIf you don't want to die after being illegally arrested, detained and assaulted then don't be black. It's that simple. Now get back to work America. Stop giving these whiney thugs attention. Don't even think about trying to fix anything wrong with your country. That's what thugs do.Message To Americans6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Flames of ChangeI think a lot of Americans are angry at the African Americans who are demanding change because they're actually making a difference. They are fighting for equality and justice while many white people sit on their judgemental asses complaining about temporary property damage, instead of permanent destruction of human life.Flames of Change6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The only thing many Americans will fight for are things like their favorite sports teams. Temporary riots aren't the issue. Deep down, we know that. Temporary property damage isn't the issue. Deep down, we know that. We just pretend we care about a random store that we aren't connected to so that we can justify why we are negatively controlled and repressed by our government and why most Americans won't do anything about it. Seeing a bunch of African Americans in poor neighborhoods, demanding change in a much less violent manner than white americans have demanded change throughout history with violent wars, is making a lot of white people very bitter and dishone