How To Show A Girl She Can Love HerselfWhen you see her cryHow To Show A Girl She Can Love Herself4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
you get a rag,
a gentle delicate clothe
lovingly grasp her hand
and dab its tip
to dry each tear as they come
and ask each drop
why it'd leave
such beautiful eyes.
If she wishes
to be in the sky
Tell her to go
Take the sun ransom
And replace it in the sky
So you can see her every morning
and plead for her
To return each night.
When you see her scars
gently like you might
caress the broken wing
Of a dove
and remind her
that for every hurt
that she's survived
has only made her
that much more unique
that much stronger.
Show her that she is worthy of love
That she deserves the love
she fears to give...
show her so that
one day after you're
A Nail In My HeartIn my heartA Nail In My Heart6 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
There's a nail
Outside its core,
In my hand
There's a hammer
Leaving me a choice
To pull the nail free
Or leave it to rest
In the center of my soul.
And this nail
However deeply it stabs
Or loosely it traps
The litter of dreams
And hopes I've trapped inside,
Gathering them together
To be displayed like
A dying tribute
To a once loved species,
A once treasured creation,
Decides my fate
And traps my destiny.
And though I know the nail
Needs to be removed
To release my heart
Of its futile struggle
To hold a collection
Of dying memories,
Every time I feel the nail loosen
As I've grown to older,
Every time I grab that hammer
And smash it against
That obvious futilit
This isn't the type of love that deserves poetryThis isn't the type of loveThis isn't the type of love that deserves poetry3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
that deserves poetry,
born out of an inability
to survive alone,
born from a necessity
to believe in a lie
I'll continue to whisper
in your ear each night.
"I'll protect you"...
A lie neither of us believe
and neither of us dispute
for fear of losing our only tether
to this decrepit existence
that we both fear so much...
this love isn't romantic
nor is it confrontational
its not comforting
nor is it disturbing,
It's merely there
sinking beside us
in the sea of life ,
that's gently drowning us,
we can almost breathe.
Elephants, coffeepots and second chancesI remember that conversation we hadElephants, coffeepots and second chances2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
about the meaning of eternity
how long can it last
one single blade
Even your smile
shining at me from a picture
looks different everyday
I remember the clouds
how you saw an elephant,
how we laughed
because to me it was clearly
But in the end
even the addicted pachyderm
like our laughs
like our promises,
everything lasted enough for a memory
enough for us.
I don't know
how can I ask you
a single day now
if an elephant
stands between us
if last time we talked
you weren't there.
Among withered grass,
water, pachyderms and coffeepots
I think it's clear,
what eternity really means.
So ColdDo you know what you are, Michael?So Cold1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You are cruel, callous
You claim you are creative
But clearly you cannot be
For you are just cringe-worthy and crass
Worst of all
You are cold
You are so cold that your heart is frozen to its core
You are so cold that your crisp soul chills the world around you
You are cold
You cannot deny it
I am cold
Let me tell you how cold I am
I am as cold as the frost on your window
You would gaze at it wondering what it was
When really it was nothing but a simple pattern of fractals
You added the mystery not I
I am as cold as snow
In a young boy's hand
Clumped into a ball as he throws it to his companion
Whom reciprocates the gesture
As it unfolds into a great battle of primal urges
But of course they see it as nothing more than fun and games
I am as cold as a cliche milkshake completely filled to brim
With two straws for two lovers who care too much
I am as cold as a Winter's lake ice
I may be thick but it is in this that I casually protect on-com
Mr. DevilAnd she’s standing in the flamesMr. Devil2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Setting fire to everything
And all the pain
And she’s watching it burn away
And her lungs are brimming with
And the devil
Doesn’t want her to live
Because he thinks to live
Is to be evil
But evil is backwards
And the devil is backwards
And he’ll never really live again
And he’s just selfish
And a fool
An eviL deviL that once liveD
And would kill
To do it again
And nothing is really keeping her
From leaping into
The deep end
Where she can’t swim
She’s just looking at her reflection
As the devil hangs over her heart
He’s trying to drown her
Trying to keep her down with him
And nothing is keeping her from her hate
And her pain
But she’s standing in the flames
Setting fire to everything
And he’s supplying her with match sticks
And he poured gasoline into her lungs
Into her veins
To burn away her insides
Like she’s trying to burn away yesterday
The Practical List and the Bucket ListWhen I was four years oldThe Practical List and the Bucket List5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My mom and my dad
Told me that I could be
That I could do and be whatever I wanted to
And I believed them.
And other moms and dads
Told their four year olds
The same thing
And those four year olds believed them too.
And when I turned thirteen
The guidance councilor had a one on one with each kid
And she asked:
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
And she handed me a list to choose from and told me to circle one
And I remembered
What my parents said
And I remembered what I wanted
But I didn’t see it on the list
I saw everything but what I wanted
So I asked her what was wrong with the list
And she gave me a steady look
Her glasses dangling on the bridge of her nose
And I raised an eyebrow and said:
“Well, why would anybody ever want to do such boring jobs?”
And she laughed
And she asked:
“Well…what do you want to be?”
And I smiled and said:
“I want to be an arti
The Rain WhipsersTake the whispers, they run in rainThe Rain Whipsers2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Running, running down the pane
Windows, panes, glasses, scratching
Whispers, whispers, words are catching
Pounding ears and pounding drums
And still the window panes they run
Streaks and colors, clear and loud
So much silence, so much sound
Tears and laughing, so much noise
So much silence it seems to poise
Empty rooms and empty halls
Pounding, sound waves, on the walls
Voices catching on my ears
Like so many spider webs I hear,
Scratching, running, whispers, pain
So many palms covering sounds again
Listen, listen the rain it speaks
The noise so loud, the words so weak
Hear them slither in my ears,
Like so many rain drops and so many fears.
Whispers, whispers they run in rain.
Forever, hear the sounds again.
No EscapeShe wears her scars like armor pretending she won't give up but when she's in the moment she isn't quite as toughNo Escape2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
They know just how to break her and love to see her pain it isn't just a pastime it's their favorite game
Even when it's over and she can finally be alone the screams and cries still echo the event now set in stone
She wishes for an ending just waiting for it to stop but the torture never ceases because it's contained with a lock
My eternal sighLife tends to shift at timesMy eternal sigh1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
as all the good times roll
and along the beaten path we tread
we find our lifelong goal.
So here we walk upon the sand
trying to pretend
that nothing hurts
and nothing dies
and nothing has to end.
Here along that beaten path
our fathers share, to say
that young men live and young men die
but old live everyday
So creeping forward
day by day
the seagulls passing by
I lay upon the rotting land
and lonely there I cry.
For the heavens wait for me
plotting once again
a good time here
a hardship there
intriguing me to end
and all it's trembling toys.
and bending to the noise
inside my head
the world intrudes
and my imagination dies
and fades into my souls abyss
remains replaces by lies.
Desperate now, this time of need
I hold my hands up high
praying for the rain to come
and cleanse me from the sky.
It can't be time to hold my breath
and shed my eternal sigh
I've still got years to make things right
Open LetterKissing you is like kissing pure regretOpen Letter20 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
tasting every apology on your love-worn lips
fighting off every lost tear
kissing you is something I will never forget
shrinking down, down, down--
down so low
finding myself within your empty-shell soul
kissing you is putting the peices back together to a mirror
that shows some one else's reflection
kisisng you is better than some medicine
lifting me higher than ever
but you always drop me
so low. there's never any other place to go because
kissing you is like walking up the staircase back at home
and listening to your mother drone on
sitting up nights on your roof wondering what it would be like to jump.
kissing you is like taking that jump.
finding myself flightless mid-step
like losing my balance on a balance beam but
around me, no mats.
[the beautiful words of oscar the cat]-THE WORDS OF OSCAR THE CAT-[the beautiful words of oscar the cat]3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
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I Defy YouI Defy You4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Click play and take it away.
If you were the last person on this earth I would not take your hand
I would rather die than be aided by you - do you understand?
Do you know what you did?
I gave you my trust and my loyalty then you screwed me up and got rid
like a piece of newspaper you threw away our friendship
at a toss of a coin - you let it flip
there is a side
you made your decision when you left mine
'Cause you left me to rot
after all we've been through together - for what?
to stab me in the back, to cheat and snide?
do you feel better now you've played with people's lives?
You have hurt me, but you have lost
a friend that would of stood by you no matter the cost
they beat me down - but you gave me up
but it hardened me now - and you're a weak pup
No spine, no backbone, you only care for yourself
so in the end you're gonna be alone crying for help
and I'll have an army of brothers at my left and right
all of them lion hearts, never flinching, together we fight
Forbidden PlacesI never liedForbidden Places1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
How unusual, don´t you think?
I searched for answers
through all forbidden places
All my sweet prayers where did you go?
Down to the heat of hell ...
or up to the heaven in it´s distant playful grave?
I never felt sorry
I don´t know shame
and love is just a word ... no more ...like a name of departed friend
or beloved foe I've never met
I searched for answers
through all forbidden places
I´m sentenced like goddess Tiamat
Chained in Marduk´s nasty trap
How pretty performance I made
Feeling pleasure with every stab
Searching for answers through forbidden places
Truth Seaker Princess Trapped in Spider Web
Dreams of GreenLet the yellow ribbons dance, tie ‘round every treeDreams of Green2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Black and red her dresses prance, feet across the green
Silver metals hanging down, names stamped ‘cross the plates
Never forget, but forever regret, Loss of a lover’s dream
Dirt on boots and gun in hand, bullets screeching past
Screams of pain and sprays of red, he longs for the greenest grass
Sons of mothers and lovers gone, dry heat and sweat combine
With dreams of home, the cries pierce through, he must forget the green
Because war cries much louder in the face of men, then lovers lost in dream.
Go To SleepClaret blood dripped to the floor as Jeff's bleached hand slowly pulled the carving knife out of the wooden still. The blade shun in the little light as Jeff's reflection projected onto the long and sharp blade. Jeff turned to the open doorway as his shoes softly clicked against the tile floor. The floor boards squeaked softly as he entered the open living room with muddy tracks scattered about. His small and dark pupils led to the stair case. So many steps with little time. He creeped towards the first step,he raised his foot and gently pulled himself up on each stair. The wooden boards creaked beneath his feet as he stepped up into the hallway. He slowly traveled to his parents room and turned the knob as light gained into the dark room. He sneaked over to the bed,standing over the bed. Watching. Blood from his permanent smile dripped onto his mothers forehead as she awoke from her slumber. Her hazel pupils widened as she stared up at her son,"J-Jeff.." "aren't I beautiful?" His mothGo To Sleep4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Face of Ross 308YoursFace of Ross 3085 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My First Love And ApologiesI love you.My First Love And Apologies6 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I love the way you talked to me,
The way you smiled,
The way you laughed,
The way your eyes sparkled when I'm talking to you.
I've fallen hard for you.
Have you fallen hard for me?
I'm sorry, sorry I've never told you how I felt.
I'm sorry I broke your promise to never ignore you and to always stay friends.
I'm sorry we're not talking anymore, just exchanging glances.
I'm sorry I broke your heart.
Sorry I've rejected and ignored you even though I knew I loved you.
I'm sorry I'm a fool for you.
On the wolves howling behind your eyesNothing every really lasts-On the wolves howling behind your eyes1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
everything we thought would is dead and buried in the past.
Clinging to the things you can manage to hold on to,
you wear your sorrow like armor,
steel plated and layered with despair,
laced with anger,
you march out into the battle field that is the world around you
here we take all of the innocent and slaughter them with our guilt,
never good enough,
not good enough for the stars or the moon or the sea,
not even good enough for yourself,
always whispering "do more"
travel deep inside of yourself,
ask for the demons and monsters,
because I have learned that they think you are perfect, and that you deserve to cradle and crush the world
into as many pieces as your withered heart desires,
let the words you tried to say decay inside of you until there are maggots crawling inside your head,
You are now alive and rotting.
You are a lion being told not to roar,
let your heart fill with pride and scream till the jealous wind whisks your voice away,
until you are cr
until we meet againplease believe me when i sayuntil we meet again10 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
i have hurt in all ways imaginable
i know what it's like to have your days randomly selected
today, you will see the threads of moonlight that stay in hiding in the daytime
the forgotten ones, the ones the sun thinks it chased away
but tomorrow, a star will meet its final moments in the deathbed of your chest
and it never rests
i used to think i grew up given too many breaks
but the x-rays say otherwise
your thoughts have the right to bear arms even though you don't-
not until time licks away all those stripes
how can you put a bullet in something imaginary?
one day i will live without my head twisted backwards
i will look the future in the teeth
so i can aim for them when i spit 'auf wiedersehen'
these ever present raindrops will bend at my fingertips
and i will be the sun sucking up water vapor from the streets in the springtime
because i know what it looks like when an ink splot marries a teardrop
i've seen it with my own two eyes and it's mo
PainPeople say your laughing caused them painPain1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But that is wrong
Your laughing only added to the pain
Everyone has pain
But it just takes something to set it off
You have pain
I have pain
Some may be able to hide their pain
But others put it were it can be seen
Some people cut
Some people burn
They fight back
They show that they are not weak
They show courage
They stand for want they want
And what they believe
You can one of them
But don't look back
Show them if you fall
Your going to get back up
And start running again
Show them whose boss
Show them that they can't hurt you anymore
Show them that their laughter
Made you stronger then ever
Don't give up just yet
Fight until they give in
Don't be the one to give in
Be the one to win
Please remember that you can win
Even if you think you can not
Don't look back
Depression. it's no jokeWould you tease a cancer patient while they were lying on their deathbed?Depression. it's no joke1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Would you laugh at someone who had no limbs, slowly bleeding to death?
Would you tell someone who had been shot that they are 'just pretending'?
Would you ignore someone who had been stabbed when they pleaded for help?
Then why the fuck do you think you can do the same to depressed people?
They are lying on their deathbed.
They are dying
They are not pretending
They are pleading for help.
They are in more pain than imaginable.