Tanka PoemI can't believe itTanka PoemMoments ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How selfish and awful, you
You led me on, and
And I strongly believed, you
You did the worst thing, you could
Could have. Did not. Tears sparkle.
Dream by DreamDo you believe that love is deadDream by Dream3 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Do you believe that it could end
Do you believe that we’re alone
Left to die as lonely bones?
Or do you think that there is hope
Someone there to cut the rope
Someone there to stop the pain
Take away your hurt and shame.
But maybe hope was never there
No one there to love or care
Maybe we’re just on our own
Locked inside an empty home.
Whatever’s there to get you through
Don’t pretend you know the truth
You never know what life could mean
We’ll find out slowly…dream by dream.
True soldierHe laid in bedTrue soldier12 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
old and weak
he fought the good fight
but it ends in defeat
Three years with cancer
and it was finally gone
But his old fragile body
won't last very long
He outlived his wife
his sons were at war
his brother also sick
and his body very sore
But through the problems
his mind stayed young and free
he always knew what he liked
and held tight to what he beleieved
When his eyes slowly closed
for the final time
he tightened his old fist
and he started to smile
And he said, " I'm a true soldier,
and i've happily served my time
we may go M.I.A,
but we don't ever die!"
Who fears the devilwho fears a floodWho fears the devil16 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when you're going through a drought
you welcome the rain
and utter praises to the clouds
who fears the lion
when standing behind a loaded gun
you strip the king of his crown
and enslave him for your fun
who fears death
when you're promised another life
when prayer and fasting
can deliver you from the knife
Complacency is human nature
and were quick to drop our guard
when we think we have solutions
to problems that aren't hard
But from behind the gates of heaven
where man feels no fear
when you speak of the devil
he shall appear..
The River Of BlueThe river of blue, we have hatred, pain, an ever growing darkness that for takes us into our own decent into the darkness, leading us into a deepest blue, pulling us away from the pain, washing away the hatred and pain that’s latched onto us for so long, gone. As we flow down this river we don’t carry the burdens we once carried through our lives in this retched place named reality, now we’re free in the light, but the ones near us now carry our burden. Our pain and hatred latched onto our friends, family, let us not let go of our family or friends, and never let them swim in the darkness, or sit in the corner of self-seclusion. Help them let go of their burdens, before they get to heavy and bring them down into the depths of this river, this river of blue.The River Of Blue28 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the death of a belovedAnd I fell to my knees when I saw you on the groundthe death of a beloved43 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My vision went black; my thoughts: without you I would lack
I promised your father we would always be bound
Oh; when I heard the guns evil crack!
Blood dripped from your heart
Anger sprung up from my own
Your face; a work of art
I let out a strangled groan
At the sight of your body, thrown onto the floor
All I could do was sit and watch as you were drained of your inner-core
Yet I couldn't bear to look anymore
If only a medicine existed that could restore
I screamed and screamed
At the sight before my eyes
I wish I didn't have night terrors now, but a sweet dream
Any who saw me, thought to utter your name would be unwise
And on my death bed; I still think of you
Your beautiful smile, or curious look
After your sad death, I withdrew
I could read your eyes like an open book
My hands wont stop shaking
I will not lie to myself
I picture a white heaven with you at the gates; waving.
A thousand pictures of you lay on my withered away shelf
UntitledWhen she's around, my racing heartUntitled2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
keeps pinching shut my lips,
engorged by her life-loving smile,
its voice, her hair and hips.
I fear stepping on glass again
with black and bloody feet.
She only wants to clean my wounds;
she's always too discreet.
she ties her Heartache in a knot
with Longing and Distress,
shows it to me in her hands
and keeps it in her nest.
My racing heart keeps begging me,
"Go in, and take it from her!"
I'm hindered, still, by memories
of being killed last Summer.
ScinderDe vos feuillages morts atteindre l'orScinder2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Mais si loin de ma vue mes mains
De vos promesses dormantes cueillir l'amante
Mais si loin de ma vie demain
En vain les verbes de mes mains
Enclin des vers de demain
Mais du sonnet à moitié complet
ParanoiaIt's a constant hassle the way I'll always worry,Paranoia2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Scared that there's others and you don't love me,
Paranoia at it's finest and I'm not sure how much I can take,
My heart is always convincing myself what we have is fake.
Then again, the other half says I'm just a fool who's scared,
That I'm just a reluctant tool that's never had his voice heard.
Maybe it's in the way that I act, the way that I speak,
But it's hard for me to share when I'm feeling ever so meek.
Please take my hand tell me that my thoughts are far from real,
Because I don't know how much longer till I'll no longer feel,
When the heart ache is too much and the tears stream from my eyes,
All I know is that I'm praying you'll tell me these doubts are lies.
Don't look into the nightLying beneath thine moonlightDon't look into the night3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Coated into the layer of the ocean
Thys breathing stumbles upon these bodies
And my dear everlasting painful mourning
I've let you done again, and
Oh Veronica, my only, you’re ceasing to be
To the moon one doesn't see, its anguish and agony
It’s placed itself upon thine heart
It’s where it wishes to be
Crying into the brokenness of the dark that engulfs one whole
I've broken your promise, a pitiful mourning and
Oh Veronica, you see, you’re ceasing to be
Into the night of far again
Beseech the twixt thines words
Whereas strings. The does grow plentiful and more
Rises tension beneath thines feet
A silent was shall rage into the night
And I’ll lie to these bodies
Upturned graves of mass marches
The ones who have started the war into one’s self
As wounds they do grow deeper
The world shall go on moving
No the world does not care
It was never mine to love in the beginning
It will continue spinning in a happiness that I
Our EndingSentience. An age old taleOur Ending3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
waits as the years roll by.
Those years fall back
into the crevasse
of lost and found memories.
Our script was almost foretold.
The actors play their parts
and the lines are spoken.
Yet the sets were set in stone
that crumbled when they looked.
My fingers trace the steps
where you stood on souls
and as if by morphic resonance
we can all breathe easier
turning into the mirror.
Thoughts twirl in my back pocket
that run like insects when grasped.
My identity short circuits
making an excuse for stealing
from everyone around me.
What materializes your gaze was
reaching into the shirt’s head-hole,
grasping at my spine.
You weren’t there at the time
the decibels increased. I still wonder.
A handlebar of fragility
that I had gripped for so long
is fading from my mental avatar.
Is this a crooked method
of saying a painful goodbye?
The EnemyGnashing teeth and tearing clawsThe Enemy5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Slowly working at your flaws
Devouring and digging
Consuming and ripping
Steadily tearing at your core
Until you believe you can take no more
A gluttonous beast that never has it's fill
A terrible creature that can slowly kill
It can only be fought from within
Victory for those with the will to win
The enemy has many a name
For no one is the beast the same
You must continue the fight
You must find the light
UntitledI thought I saw a gleam of lightUntitled5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
An apparition of hope in my dark night
An apparition exactly as it was
Waved away as easily as dust
A falsehood dreamed up by a heart
Not yet ready to give in to the dark
It grows weaker and more desperate
A total failure nearly definite
It's struggle continues, but only just
Sustaining the fight because it must
For the few for which it still beats
For the one it hopes it shall meet
So few reasons it is compelled
But for those few reasons, I'll endure my hell
Inspiration...many places..Just a normal chat as we can see,Inspiration...many places..5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just one chat i can remember with thee,
Met from another as art was entwined,
From a poet to artist it was considered a "bind",
A normal talk nothing new,
But another point of view,
Its what i couldn't say or i couldn't explain,
But they made sense it was simple to say,
Something so complex formed in my mind,
But simple words that are in our eyes,
The same thing as from before lights are seen along a shore,
Such as Holidays come so near,
We all think for its all here,
Shining lights beam bright with time,
Once they go out its a shame they die...
But as was explained in a simple way,
I dont like i see it the same,
Such a beauty in the darkest of nights,
Such a little
SicknessSickness engulfs me withinSickness5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It crawls upon my skin
It starts to seep in
I try to fight back
But the sickness will always win
I ran and I ran but I could not hide
No matter how far I'd stray
The sickness would stay
And I then came to realize
Maybe the sickness lies
DrugsI had a dream that you had diedDrugs6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I woke up, then I cried.
Then I went back to sleep,
With a sigh of relief.
You are not gone, although you're not here.
I wish you'd push my hair behind my ear.
They ask what kind of drugs I'm on
And I describe your smile.
It wasn't easy when you left me
Six whole months is quite a while.
I miss you.
Come back to me.
A MisuseEvery week I waste forty hours sleepingA Misuse6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And while some say that school is equally a waste
I humbly disagree even though I admit I want to leave it with haste
So all and all I don't feel like working but I must keep on going
But I am saddened
saddened that to improve my English I've gotta work outside of school
I've had my load of more or less competent teachers but now I am tired
Tired of having to correct the teacher's mistakes who thinks I'm a fool
I'm now learning English from online games, or radio recordings
Air traffic controllers, YouTubers even Marines are my new teachers
While our professor makes us read The Sun as if it was the Bible I try to understand the hatred toward Thatcher
As of right now she's either talking about uninteresting stuff or saying BS, I, on the hand, it's poetry that I'm writing
So much time waiting
So much time studying
Yet so much misused
AloneAlone6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The wonders of the world are at my feet,
creation's endless charity.
Golden sun above and clouds make life sweet,
night stars help me gain clarity
... and yet I am alone.
Roses and daisies and buttercups too,
green grass and blue sky above me.
Mountains and valleys and geysers that spew,
seas as far as the eye can see
... and yet I am alone.
New moon above and Milky Way heavens,
lights that inspire poetry.
Falling of stars and Northern light events,
cosmic dance of life surrounds me
... and yet I am alone.
I hold this truth to be above all truth,
that what we all need most, is love.
Absence of love makes creation's joys moot,
What I would give... to fit hand in glove
... and never, ever, again be alone.
ShowtimeTap, tap, tapShowtime7 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Test the microphone
One, two, three, four
Long black skirt
Sing the words
Start to sing
Don’t be seen
Keep the beat
Just stand still
Don’t move feet
Sing the notes
Hear the sounds
The crowd erupts
They scream real loud
You did great
You smile now
ForgottenOne by one, I sew together the piecesForgotten7 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just so you can rip me back apart
Dawn on your masks watch till my breathing ceases
A heavy price for a wounded, beating heart.
Living is a nightmare you don’t wake up from
That is until we forever sleep
Bruised and scarred souls, deliciously numb
Hiding and waiting for death to reap.
One more set of bones laid to rest
A taboo never to be spoken of again
These points of view they have stressed
So from the forgotten graves they abstain.
I'm breathing, Just not alive.Everything inside me scares me,I'm breathing, Just not alive.8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Everything that can be seen is what I hate about me,
But I get over it, I deal with it,
I push it away, hang it up,
Put it away for no one to see,
All the broken pieces that tear their way through me.
I deal with the pain and let it fade away,
Everything is numb, frozen over,
I let it get that way, but I don't know if it was a mistake,
My walls of ice are used for protection just in case,
Just in case I can't see the evil right in front of my face,
They need to stay in place.
I'm scared of who walks in,
Knowing they could destroy anything they've been given,
A mess is easy to fix,
A broken heart is a little more complicated,
A heart beat doesn't mean you're alive,
Because a part of me has already died.
Parts of me cannot be revived,
Oxygen can't suffice,
Just not alive.
InsaneYou wouldn't have known by just the mere look of me,Insane8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The darkness that lurks,
Feeds inside of me,
I guess you wouldn't be able to see that side of me,
It would scare you,
The things that crawl into my mind,
Just maybe make you cry.
Who thinks of these things?
Surely they must be insane,
Out of their mind.
Who ever said I was in my right mind?