WholeI'm no longer a shrinking victim,Whole3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Mild as a lamb and strong as a boar,
My past is in the dust behind me,
I won't look back there anymore!
I'll still struggle and fall short,
But I'll keep soldiering on,
I hear them trying to tear me down,
But I know they're jaded and wrong!
I won't be defined by old mistakes,
Because I know my heart and my soul,
My heart has scars but it's open wide,
The journey has made me whole!
The Cyber BullyThe Cyber bully lurks behind a computer screen,The Cyber Bully1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Typing her insults a way.
With a smile on her face and hands on the keys,
She thinks she is ruining a poor soul’s day.
Behind the glass, pixels and all,
A person is not just a user,
But a human being with a troubled life,
Yes, the one the cyber bully called a loser.
“Bitch, please you are not fucking important.”
She types away with smile on her face.
She knows her words hurt, but ignores that fact
Or else, she wouldn’t be bullying in the first place.
On the opposite side of the computer screen,
The victim just stares in horror.
Her heart constricts and her chest tightness,
As she falls effortlessly to this unjust torture.
Her life is not the best, in fact it’s far from it
But by her writings you’d never know.
She exposes humor, laugher and joy
For her readers she puts on a show.
Deep down inside she is hurting,
Like a nail piercing at her frail heart,
Yet writing served as a cure for her,
I can tHow can I begin this life anew?I can t2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Even though I know you would want me to.
I just don´t know the place I should start,
how do I repair my broken heart?
Searching for direction
which way do I go?
A year almost over but
I have nothing to show.
I´m just treading water,
I´m getting nowhere.
still on the spot
where you left me last year.
I will love you forever,
it´s only you that I want
I should move on I know
but I just can´t.
By Suzanne karbach Sept 2014
Mary Jane's Metal MandiblesLittle girl, with your tip-top-Mary Jane's Metal Mandibles3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
-bursting metal eyes.
Rolling tongues onto tabs,
with a cellophane surprise.
Take your lipstick-stain aluminum,
and kiss the face of shame.
Roll your dice upon a carotid-cloud,
for misconstruing fame
And you can sock-hop flip flop-
-for pennies formed to pearls.
Bounce back onto the plastic wrap,
with tinsel trains and curls.
But you can't conceal the label,
'cause the mirrors always sing.
Don't know why you cut your hashtag
out of fundamental things.
So pull your bright-hot slipknot-
-and watch it fall out.
Tarp holes upon your masterpiece,
of moldy clay and grout
Little girl with your down-drop-
-rain and thunder eyes.
Rolling grief onto hearts,
with your tattle-tale lies
You can beat down the pavement,
'till you've gone dark 'round the bend.
But promise, cruel and clockwork heart...
...come back at the end.
The Cheerleader and the Lonely GirlThe Cheerleader and the lonely girl,The Cheerleader and the Lonely Girl3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You know them both very well.
Preppy, dark, loud and mysterious
Both have a story to tell.
You probably will assume,
Before reading this poem,
That the cheerleader is popular,
While the lonely girl is alone.
But what you don’t know,
About this over used story,
Is that the cheerleader is kind,
She doesn’t bask in her glory.
Did you know that she,
At the young age of five,
Was hit by her mother,
Every time she would cry.
Bruises and scars,
Riddled her skin,
Her large eyes would water,
And tears would stain her chin.
But she didn’t give up,
She remained strong and proud,
So that’s why when she cheers,
She excites the crowd.
She is the cheer captain,
The cream of the crop,
But don’t think without effort,
She made it to the top
And then there’s the lonely girl,
Who has a tight family.
Who has a mother and father,
A good form of stability.
But they don’t understand her,
They talk to her still,
But she ignores them
RiverYou’ve burned the space between my legs,River2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
slanting me, like a shifting mountain.
I can feel the wind grind against me,
Your hips moving rhythmically.
Hold me my dear, as my river leaks,
Calm white streams, pour down my thighs in streaks.
I’m shaking, can’t you tell.
As sweat pours down my body.
Long hours filled with anticipating fright,
Quickly emit to passionate moaning nights.
Cold sweat plagues my trembling body,
Spasms break the innocence into pieces.
Enter my void like a plague in my system,
Toy with my insides like a snake injecting its venom
They say we shouldn’t do it,
They say it’s a sin.
But how can something that is a putrid vice,
Feel so sensational, or feel so damn right?
A Garden Full of Butterflies.When youth was sun and cloudless skiesA Garden Full of Butterflies.2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and a garden full of butterflies,
and daisies waiting to be chains
in meadows where it never rained.
When lambs jumped joyous every spring
and I heard every bluebird sing
and all the adults told the truth
in the dream that was my youth.
When Santa granted every wish.
When my pond was filled with golden fish
and a cow leapt high to reach the moon
and Grampa sung a funny tune.
When paper dolls danced in a line
and sugared bread to eat was fine,
and adults never gave me rules
least not before I went to school!
When time was just an honoured guest
he flitted in – but took a rest.
Moving not, he watched me grow
in Happy-Ever-After glow.
All of this, it was my Truth
in lengthened days, where dwelt my youth –
when youth was sun and cloudless skies
and a garden full of butterflies...
the fall of the last monarchy (reworked)butterfly promisethe fall of the last monarchy (reworked)3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
weighs the feather wind, no less
than the plight he is.
Oops.The shards of brokenOops.3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
promises have become the
blade against my skin.
002. Complicated.002 “Complicated”002. Complicated1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Consider me complicated; it’s not hard to deny
I’m the one who fall’s fast, yes that person is I.
It’s out in the open, so now that you know
what tear’s me apart, is your sad words of woe.
I feel for your pain, and I suffer it’s true
my heart on my sleeve, is the color of blue.
I waken at night, when you are asleep
confused by your torment, I silently weep.
Relief has no blessing, until you are at peace
when at last your demons, will finally cease.
It punishes me more than you’ll ever realise
but a friend, I will be, in your troubled eyes.
Little Darlin'Little darlin' with the precious heart,Little Darlin'2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
rest here a little while longer with me
let me run my fingers in your long hair
I'm so glad that together we are free
you gave me a connection to share.
I had once thought you would leave
forever gone and I would be unforgiven
you said that I simply didn't believe
but you had never stopped being driven.
Feeling your skin now as it is bare
I can see the scars I have left on you
yet they're worn with pride and without scare
you loved me more than I ever knew.
Lay here with me, let me soak you in
into your warm, sweet scent I burrow
run your fingertips along my chin
wipe away my brow's furrow.
Yes, just as you've always done for me
through agonizing heartbreak and pain
even after you left me at that tree
after that, we both stood in sorrow rain.
I had been so foolish, so selfish before
I feared you would never take me again
but I ran hopeful and scared to your door
and it was a lack of love you couldn't feign.
A smile and kiss bound us together
Your smileOn seeking solace in your smile,Your smile3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
it soothed my troubled heart,
soon hoped that you would stay around
and this would be the start
of something good that happens when
a happy face beguiles,
a love so true
just me and you
all started with your smile.
Now I sit and just remember and
ponder for a while,
on laughing eyes so blue,
on our love so true
and how you made me smile.
by Suzanne Karbach Sept 2014
Coming CleanWhy I liveComing Clean1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If everything I did
Why you like
The “poems” I write?
Are just thoughts
Of a stupid man.
Words that define
My homesick mind.
This empty world
Waiting for its meal
Waiting for my blood.
Am I strong?
I think I am not
My hope is gone.
A lost essence
Made of whispers
Calls you to meet
His melancholy verses.
My feelings belongs
To the darkest moon
Where I’m hidden
If the light
Finds the pure hearts
GarbageUnknown way aheadGarbage2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Full of mist
It’s almost midnight
The sun sleeps
Waiting for me
She loses dreams.
I leave her alone.
I won her love
That burned down
In an empty room.
ParadiseHis heart matched the beat of a magic song,Paradise2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
his chest was my pillow, and nothing was wrong.
The dark green of his eyes hypnotized me,
I felt it all the way to my soul, finally free.
His skin was smooth, my fingertips felt at home,
stroking his cheek, his arm, letting my hands roam.
Paradise isn't a dream, or a place faraway,
it's being wrapped in his arms, knowing I'm okay.
Forgive MeThey found my lover on the side of the roadForgive Me3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With twisted limbs and blood running cold
A car lead askew, burst into flames
Her limp silhouette is all that remains
Memories flash of hours before
Of me shouting, cursing and slamming the door
Of a heated argument leading into a fight
The sound of her engine speeding into the night
I collapsed to my knees in the grass at her side
Where blood painted the scene of her violent goodbye
Her final moments spent in misery’s embrace
Black mascara running down her face
If only I hadn't been so fucking pissed
To let such harsh words escape from my lips
I grasped her hand, pressed it to my cheek
Hoping to feel her soothing heartbeat
But she had already left me behind
To puruse the heaven on earth she couldn’t find
Through pain and remorse, my tears quietly flowed
They found my lover on the side of the road
How to be Happytell them that you fell down the stairsHow to be Happy1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
they'll look the other way
and when the tears choke up your throat
insist that you're okay.
--depressed? oh, no! that was a phase
it all was just a joke
you were upset but now you're fine
you won't fix what ain't broke--
must smile when you want to cry
got to keep pretending
tell no one 'til the day you die
you've got to keep pretending.
Rich KidsRich kids like to drive in fancy cars.Rich Kids2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They like to roll down their windows
And let that pure AC fill the streets
Of what they consider “scum”.
They play their music loud,
So you can see and hear them.
With an arm hanging, they
Show off that fake smile.
“Sucks to be you.” They
Pool parties every night.
Yeah, they have it,
But we do we have?
You’re mad aren’t you,
When you see them show off?
They “cruise” down the street,
They might even come down your block.
You want to hurt them,
Tell them to leave,
And you’re envious that their lives,
Are so fucking easy.
But hey, what do you have,
That they really don’t?
You know what life really is,
That’s not a damn joke.
A rich kid doesn’t know,
How it feels to miss dinner,
And before you know it,
You’ve lost weight and you’re thinner.
A rich kid doesn’t know,
How to crawl to the top,
How to face fucking hardships,
I am Who I Am and by Me Only MeI am Who I amI am Who I Am and by Me Only Me2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A poem by AFlyingPassion
I’m a… freak
a person who has no life,
a person who steal someone’s watchers,
a piece of trash,
a discerning person,
a c*nt, a
a mental person.
A disgusting person
A person who needs to get a life
A person who can’t drive
A person who has problems
Some people wish that I would die,
end up being FOREVER alone.
No matter what people end up calling me hoping to put me down, this is me and ME only.
Have a creative mind
A giggly person
A one of a kind
A lover of animals and family
Genuinely loved by different people
Notice me...I remember..Notice me...2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Those cold nights of isolation..
Those nights worrying about being hit or not....
Waking up in a nightmare..
Trusting no man.
I am stronger,
and I am older.
I am no longer under your roof,
I am no longer under your control.
I have no more bruises from your fists,
from your belt,
from your shoes.
I AM stronger.
I am living..
waking up in cold sweats..
worrying that you are near me..
scared that I would wake up with you near me...
terrified of being hit again..
and hoping to be noticed by you..
I am not that into football.
I tend to write about my feelings,
than say them.
I am not your spawn.
Basic BehaviorI used to love youBasic Behavior3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With furious madness
But your desires
Blew me over.
The greed divides
Oceans and hearts
Living in anger.
You leave us
To reach the stars
With useless lungs
Full of holes
Our “perfect” world.
I need you
Right here with me
But you forgot
This lost soul.
Now I won
The wrong mind
I wrote your name
And it’s impossible
False ProphetHapless as a moth I was hypnotizedFalse Prophet5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
by the smoker sitting in the dark
caught in the luminance of his eyes
my gaze never strayed from the flickering spark.
He spoke a language of secret hymns
but like devil's tongues they turned to lies,
my gaze never strayed from the flickering spark,
caught in the luminance of his eyes.
Kneeling before his alter of sacrifice
wayward souls who bare his mark,
caught in the luminance of his eyes
my gaze never strayed from the flickering spark.
Scorched to the bone but still alive
I penetrated through his guise,
my gaze never strayed from the flickering spark
caught in the luminance of his eyes.
CowardYou know how the blood boils,Coward6 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When my heart for you beats?
My existence is coated with burning oil,
All alone I roam the streets.
I try to speak up, but my voice stops,
And my tongue, my sword of bravery drops.
I am a coward without orders,
Who will try to stay within his borders.
I cannot be with you direct,
Because I am afraid to be correct.
Who am I kidding, I am not okay,
Insanity is certain if I go this way.
For your sake I suffer,
Because nothing I have left to offer
And nothing from the start I had,
All I do is make you mad…
FadeToo ashamed to keep you aliveFade2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But too attached to let you die
You want to humiliate me? Fine,
I banish you to nothing at all
But I’ll remake you, change my mind
Again, you’ll be a part of my life
I’ll try to make it all alright
I’ll stay this way, sit and stall
But I’ll know you shouldn’t stay
Can’t fix the broken heart I made
In the end I’ll let you fade
I’ll be too tired to carry on