Life is a Study of ContrastIf not for the darkness,Life is a Study of Contrast5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We wouldn’t know the difference
Between a star and a ball of dust.
Life is a study of contrast.
We get dark,
Not to fall apart
But to shine.
How to Hug from Far AwayType and write, your arms wide open,How to Hug from Far Away4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
smile through emotions, the warming moment.
Far away, but so very close.
For the friends and family, you love the most.
Create a letter, then press enter,
send your love you’re no pretender.
Across the sea, one day you’ll meet.
For friends and family, you’ll one day greet.
Retrieve a message, return the hug,
feel so better, a different love.
From different lands, gentle hands.
For friends and family, who make you glad.
It’s easy to hug from far away,
But harder to feel, the warmth we need.
WallsTell them all your secrets.Walls1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They'll never tell a soul.
They'll keep you standing up
When your body's had its toll.
Beat them in your anger.
They'll never scream or cry.
They'll let you vent your feelings
And never pester why.
Hide within their safety.
They'll keep you tucked away.
They'll let in just enough light
For you to know it's day.
Unrequited LoveAn act of admirable courageUnrequited Love5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
from the sincerest of hearts
a love that I cannot encourage
the feeling in me then departs.
Do not be in solitary confusion
I have a burning determination
do not reach the wrong conclusion
but I must reject this fixation.
It is not you, nor is it me
please do not lose all hope
but I believe this was not meant to be
I know that you will be able to cope.
A heart with fervent ambition
may not be able to settle as easily
a pretend love cannot come to fruition
truly, I do care for you deeply.
Forgive me, how selfish am I
for turning away such a great love
please don't let your spirits die
No words of appeasement to think of.
I apologize endlessly for your unrequited love.
What She Always WantedWhat She Always Wanted1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the little girl with dimpled cheeks had stolen daddy's heart
when she turned three he bought for her a doll and baby cart
she smiled and gazed into his eyes then kissed him on the cheek
she asked him if he had the time to play some hide and seek
... it was a good day!
at six years old she found it hard to say her abc's
and when she ran her mommy noticed how it made her wheeze
the doctor said it's nothing just some minor growing pains
they sighed relief and stopped to buy her gum and candy canes
... it was a good day!
late one night her parents found her staring at the moon
they watched her mouthing silent words inside her pastel room
a little tear had fallen down her tiny little face
her parents turned and walked away as destiny they faced
... it was a sad day!
at eight years old she lost her sight and balance in one day
the doctor said the tumor in her brain was there to stay
surgery's too difficult and chemo just won't cure
they begged the nurse to ask the surgeon was he really su
DeanThere is a boy named Dean.Dean1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I knew him for so long
before we were pre-teens.
Actually, we were born
days apart, just three.
Not long after
our friendship would start.
This boy was full of life
and loved to have fun.
When he was ten years old
the doctors realized
that between his
red cells and white
something was not quite right.
There were us few,
who helped him through,
just Sam, David, and I.
Of course, his parents,
and Tony too.
Remission was soon
we could see the end
this boy was so strong
nothing can go wrong.
He was healed.
He grew healthier,
he grew out his hair.
All the long, I was there.
He was my best friend,
and I was his wimpy little girl.
We would wrestle in the grass
we grew close so fast.
We made silly games in the pool,
we jumped on the trampoline,
which my parents never knew.
We played tetherball,
looked at stars and just talked.
I developed the biggest crush.
It was a different time then,
all I did was blush!
Of course I couldn’t tell him!
Lost in your eyesWhen I look into your eyes it is like I am hold by a vine.Lost in your eyes3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As bright as pure light is their shine.
It is like I am looking into the ice.
But for my soul this sight is quiet nice.
This must be how it feels when you look at true beauty.
Every sound around you and me gets fluty.
I am up in the sky, feeling like I am taking a flight.
For me these eyes are my light.
Looking into your eyes makes every dream of mine come true.
Just like the ice, heavens and seas your eyes are so damn blue.
Pulling me in and I forget about all my scars.
Feeling like I am looking straight to the stars.
They hold me gently and the feeling is maternally.
I want to have this feeling for all eternity.
Everything I’ve done and every line I crossed.
Looking into your gorgeous eyes I get lost.
His Last Kill"Open the window," he said to me,His Last Kill1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
one morning after the sparrow had died.
"Cast his feather, his copper wing,
his beak of honor, his perch of pride."
But I couldn't cast them - set them free -
to the breeze or to the rolling tide,
for the sky was static, the water - bleak,
and the conscience of my suitor - denied.
let it beswing-swing.let it be1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
we fell in love
on the first of May
when the birds sang
and the flowers bloomed
in bountiful colors.
we ran away from reality
and created our own
wonderland, where we
were free blackbirds
finally learning to fly
with our broken wings.
the perfect day for
our birthdays, day
we started dating,
our future wedding,
seemed to be going great,
yes, I'll admit
that I took our love
for granted - I'm sorry.
our memories form the
silhouette that should
have you been by my side;
I walk side by side
with my own shadow.
FlowerI am a flowerFlower3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Small and thin
I bow over
I wreek of sin
Some days I blossom
Some days I fly
Some days I wither
Some days I die
I feel alone
In a field of dust
I just can't bloom
So I just rust
But flowers can't rust
They are living things
But I'm not living
I'm metallic, I'm a spring
I can spring into happiness
When I'm open every hour
I can spring into sadness
When I'm closed, and sour
Some days I'm bright
A pink or red hue
Some days I'm dull
And a darker shade of blue
I wish I could choose
Between the two
But until then
I wait for a day anew
Because I am a flower
In a field of dust
That just can't blossom
So I sit and rust
stacked boxes of memoriespacking all your stuff into a box,stacked boxes of memories1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I realized that I was missing something;
my heart is still with you,
broken or whole - I'll never know.
I realized that I was missing something;
whether or not you realize it,
broken or whole - I'll never know,
but my love for you will never die.
whether or not you realize it,
you've begun to forget me
but my love for you will never die;
taping up your box, it's time to move on.
ImperfectI'm not perfectImperfect13 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This is true
Like the rest of you
We all love one show
We're our own little clan
Of fellow Xiaolin lovers
Each of us a huge fan
I'm no different
I just make art
My Xiaolin loving heart
Goddess, they call me
The fandom's queen
Words such as these
Are quite mean
I seek no attention
For I am rather shy
This, my friends
Is no lie
I don't need fame
I don't need praise
All I need are my friends
Who help me through my bad days
I'm not perfect
This is true
Like the rest of you
VenomAllure me... to this illusive web.Venom15 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Truss me in such disheartened fibers.
So strenuous, will it ever ebb?
To reach the venom which deciphers.
Hollow Diamond - Tyson BrunoIn my eyesHollow Diamond - Tyson Bruno2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You're made of diamonds
And laced with gold
Though when blinded
I find a mind is
Worth seventy fold
Broken Teardrops on my keyboardLaying here under the darkBroken Teardrops on my keyboard5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Looking up at the dark starry night
The stars glimpse in the dark sky
They remind me of your smile
The moon shines bright
The memory of your sparkling eyes appeared
I knew you're gone and I have to go
As I close the door behind me
I fell in temporarily love
With a stranger
He was a friend of yours
But I couldn't speak to him
He has a connection with you
But even if I fell in temporarily love
You're still all I think about at night
You're still my reason to the teardrops on my keyboard
You're still the song I keep singing to
I wish I can come back to you
But the world knows I can't
My broken heart still beats painfully
I still cry to the broken sound of my heartbeat
There's Twenty People on My FloorThere's twenty people on my floor,There's Twenty People on My Floor17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beneath the stairs, behind the door.
Their sleeping bodies crowd the halls,
Their weary backs against the walls.
The world outside is dark and grim,
With waters red and skies grown dim.
To go out there is danger now,
In poisoned air, and flaming boughs.
These warriors take shelter here,
From Monster's wrath, and choking fear.
For though these soldiers are quite strong,
This fight, I fear, will be prolonged.
There's twenty people on my floor,
To fight a war like none before.
And yet, amid the strafe and fright,
With these friends I rest tonight.
Commission: EasterSmiles surround me todayCommission: Easter5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As people’s heart start to fill
With a beautiful ballet.
Children cling to arms and legs
As we remember this day
And connect the threads.
The flowers are in bloom
And they greet us silently
As we enter this room.
For today is Easter.
The community gathers
As we heed the words of our preacher.
The day of Resurrection.
The day of Jesus Christ.
The day of Hope.
On this day He rose.
On this day He gave us hope.
On this day we remember.
Despite our imperfections,
Despite our human nature,
We were saved by His correction.
He is our Angel
Protecting us from our sins
Throughout the ages.
And like the blooming spring,
We too can bloom
Into His love.
The TruthHumans are naïve to think peace existsThe Truth1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Optimism is another excuse
For those accepting the lies it consists
With blind faith even when all hell's gone loose
Humanity's fate is to be consumed
By the strife and malice you just ignored
The path of neglectfulness you presumed
With confidence, you'd never walk towards.
Observe, among your groups lies illusion
With those who're content, there's one full of grief
Their pain was hidden by your delusions,
But you still held onto your null beliefs
Marvel at the "peace" you believed was true,
But know someone's despair was caused by you
You Didn't See Me CryAfter you shut the door,You Didn't See Me Cry2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I fell upon the floor.
I didn't want you to see me cry.
I held back my tears,
Through all your jeers.
I couldn't let you see me cry.
My expression was taut,
the whole time you talked.
I wouldn't let you see me cry.
Muffled sobs echo through the home.
Oh God, I just feel so alone.
But I'm glad you didn't see me cry.
I was the one who loved youwhy did you have to goI was the one who loved you2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
couldn't you tell I was the one who loved you so?
when you cried I was always there
I was your rock when times became too tough to bare
why did you go to that everlasting sleep?
when I was the one who loved you so deep?
why did you curse your life?
why did you keep in all that strife?
I was your friend
I would have been there for you till the end
but you went away for good
I just wish you could have understood
that your pain, I felt it to inside
but yet from me you chose to hide
now, your departure hurts me so
and I can never let you go
for you were my everything, my world,my life
but now this guilt cuts me like a knife
you once said no one loved you
did you not see my love was true?
you were my escape, my reason to fight
but without you, I have no might
you were my rock
you were the key to my lock
now, I must live in agony and pain
for all the love I gave, was all in vain
You Will Know What Children Know.Stretching arms they reach so high,You Will Know What Children Know.3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Easily they touch the sky,
Whilst adults stay in logic caught
In rules and boundaries, which we sought,
Evading thus, thought’s quantum flow,
That lets us know what children know.
‘Now’ is the time they use to play
Tomorrow is another day.
Whilst we worry of the morrow,
And dwell of times long gone of sorrow.
Feelings we don’t care to show,
As we watch the children grow.
They shout, they laugh and express joy,
Each and every girl and boy,
They hold our hands in times of sadness,
To gently ease our world of madness.
A place where time is mighty slow,
No wonder, when we’re full of woe.
Our sins will catch us in remorse,
Self forgiveness is not there, of course.
The guilt, the pain, we try to hide,
But children see our better side.
Watch the children as they grow,
To know things that the children know.
And sometimes life’s so very hard,
We don our usual facade,
Fooling family, fooling friends.
Shows of bravado never e
The KeeperBlood drops and then it driesThe Keeper3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
upon the ground, below the skies.
Upon a hill, his nightmare born:
to be the keeper of the thorns.
And the keeper of the nails,
of the metal piercing veins;
his body ready to derail,
finds little rest in the terrain.
But the keeper, though now torn,
never ceases to remain
the very keeper of the Earth,
of humankind, of love ingrained.
*Glider*Silent reflection*Glider*4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Skies festooned with white cloud
Breathing pristine air
Elemental pleasure flows
At one with the universe.
SilentlySilently she sits, sad, stopping sobsSilently4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Escape everything eventually
Scars show seconds spent silently screaming
Waiting, wondering, withering, whispering
Feeling far from freedom
Dismal, dark, damned
Harmfully hoping, helplessly held
She stays silent