AlphaThere is an oceanAlpha7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
of wolves battering
my heels, teeth
barred, breaking skin.
Lightning is laced
into my spine, it
takes no prisoners,
but electricity is
no match for their howls.
I stand as the lioness
within roars and spits
out a hundred curses.
They are now prey,
with tumbleweed trolls
sinking their brambles
into matted fur.
UgliesWhen you're ugly,Uglies2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You live in a lie
You look at magazines and comic books and think,
"Yeah I'm just as amazing as them. It's just society who makes me feel this way."
But there's a voice deep inside that whispers something else,
Something that makes you not stare at the picture for far too long
When you're ugly,
You look at your mother, sister, or aunt and think,
"Why couldn't I be born looking more like them?"
You begin to hate where you come from
When your friends say to be grateful you have them,
You look at the hand that is laced with someone else's and smile
But say nothing more because you know your voice will shake
When you apply makeup before school,
You wonder, "who is this for?"
You'd like to say it's for yourself
But you know it's not true
It's for the boy or girl who won't even look twice at you
They say that it's okay,
That some people just don't find someone in their life
But you don't want to be like those
ruminations and illuminations [the eastern way] dew clings to my feet,ruminations and illuminations [the eastern way]22 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
fearing dawn and the art of
dying in the sun.
i wouldn't know from
but I get the rub.
we're born incarnate beings
just waiting to dissipate.
nothing was ever
meant to exist forever -
make the most of life.
no need for the
Lines on EternityThe Moment EverlastingLines on Eternity20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is a time beyond our reckoning
For time after all is our reckoning
When we no longer need know the time
And we can live forever
When we exist beyond time
In a vast pocket of space
Then even death is a fable
That we call 'eternity'
How to Enter
This moment has no place, no door
You need not search for or make a key
But you should come with a peaceful, empty mind
And a heart filled with pure love
For the only key to eternity is Love
Utter the lover's name
Then vow to love him/ her forever
This I have done
(you all know whose name)
And what of Death, you may ask?
In a life where no time exists
Where there is neither beginning nor end
There is no death
For death is thought to be an end?
Nay, it is only a junction
Tween this life and the next
The reaper only a phantom
veterans of foreign whoresIt's like this. I have so many dreams where everybody dies. But that means nothing.veterans of foreign whores1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
You ask me what we are, something like the internal video store, going out of business.
(in defense of the semantic contradiction in disappearing permafrost)
Instructions for my ultra-dimensional alter-ego:
A piano yields to a lake of graffiti as the sun multiplies in its surface,
remember these things.
Fuck more paranoid women, do not go gently,
haunt on as slowly dying trees, take years,
watch as spectators are drained from the scene like light.
(Statistically, many of us will write about cancer)
I believe in spirits and souls and ghosts. But then I think maybe just the fucked up lens; the blurry, overexposed photographic evidence. Arcing palms, bent bridges,
near-instantaneous images rolling across the silver skyscraper windows.
I want you in me like this illness,
leave nothing unwrecked,
all tables reaching upward,
all radios blasting static.
What this means is you will go on afterward.
Let Me OutHeart and mind racing,Let Me Out15 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
still pacing my cage.
each step just to gauge
the odds that I might
get through this in one piece.
Too tired to fight,
yet unable to cease.
Believe in YourselfIt's the oldest story in the book,Believe in Yourself15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
but I'll say it again:
believe in yourself
Girl, you are a hurricane
chock full of sticks and stones,
broken ribs and empty promises,
but never calm your storm
because your wildness
makes everyone tremble
You don't realize it
because your eyes
are blinded by the sun, but
you are a star too,
and others are looking up
at you from Earth, so
don't let them down
You are only five foot two
and yet you have learned
to stand proud and tall,
so hold your head up high
you are not just
broken bones and promises,
and you are not just
a fake star
You are a girl fighting
while covered in sweat and tears,
so I am sure
that you will make it
if you believe
in your own self
Speed-dating a Serial KillerHe thinks it’s God when someone enters,Speed-dating a Serial Killer18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
come in and string up a wreath of fog,
(replace the noose, slip from the garrotte)
and show him cold, ice-cold–– whatever you’ve got
(anything’s gotta be better than the cough syrup shot) –
and he’d believe you if you told him you’d want him shot,
just as long as you want him Jeffrey Dahmer hot:
flush-red diamonds and a heart
on the murder-trail (and wanted in bed),
consider him good for cooking but always better off dead.
He’s a walking victim complex,
smashing mirrors with stones,
and he only drops the narrative when he picks up the phone –––
Private NicholsBlond rapt lightningPrivate Nichols20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Striking omnipotent sand
Creates the glass and jars
Meant for disposal.
A raw tank-roar
Signals the vacuum of healing-
The mortar shells are missing their mark.
Stars, looking like salt-crust
Those pearls of begrudging wisdom
Quiver a Mores code-
The ozone fizzles the signal.
The sea spits
And it spatters my face
As obvious as any insult-
The dereliction of response time
Will go down in my jacket;
Time served. Out on good behavior.
*Papyrus Art 1**Papyrus Art 1*16 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Valley of the kings
Elusive world gone.
Through mist of time
TnM - Un BrindisThomas PovTnM - Un Brindis1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Era el día más feliz de mi vida, me había casado con el amor de mi vida, aun con las dificultades, con los miedos, por la sociedad y demás cosas que nos podía separarnos, con mí ahora esposa Marie estaba en el punto del brindis, su padre entre lágrimas y sollozos de felicidad nos dijo lo que nos deseaba a mí y a Marie, siguieron Jazz, Xavier, Fred, Amanda e incluso Dezz quien es muy tímida, la hora del brindis se acababa
- ¿Puedo hacer un brindis? – comento de pronto la pelinegra caminando a la mesa en donde se encontraban todos
- Claro que si Am, puedes hacerlo – respondí feliz ante mi amiga
La que había aparecido en un sueño aún antes de conocerla, se veía bien con un vestido azul con brillos largo con escote muy sensual propio de ella
- Bueno – empezó cogiendo una copa de vino tinto – Estamos aquí celebrando la boda de unos de mis mejores amigos, quienes lucharon m
Still TrappedThings have gotten better.Still Trapped9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not treated so miserably.
Yet I'm still trapped in that world,
Making myself miserable.
I have friends now,
Friends who care about me,
And yet I don't even care for myself.
I hate myself.
I don't have to cut anymore.
I don't need a release for pain,
Because I don't really feel pain anymore.
And yet, I still cut anyway.
Is it a habit?
Is it a need?
Has misery become so normal
That I don't know how to survive without it?
I got my wish.
I've escaped my pain and suffering,
Yet I choose to keep myself trapped,
Trapped in a world of darkness and pain.
She KnowsBy Valerie Joy LauriaShe Knows15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
They gather around the grave;
Words are said,
Heads are bowed,
But I am not in the earth.
\Snow begins to fall,
Flowers are set in place.
The service is ending,
But I am not in the earth.
\They begin to leave,
Hugs are shared.
They head toward the procession of cars,
But I am not in the earth.
\The young girl solemnly follows her mother;
She is clutching her doll tightly.
The snow continues to fall,
But I am not in the earth.
\I touch the young girl's shoulder,
She stops and turns.
A beautiful smile lights up her face.
She understands, she knows I am with God.
Copyright Valerie Joy Lauria 2014
ImaginationIn days of successionImagination20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can let my imagination run wild
Stories running everywhere,
adventure in the unexpected,
Love betrayed and found again.
Fights won, fights lost
love ones hurt and dying.
Who can win the war
to have a peace for all.
.:~ . ~:.The only way to stop hurting others is to hurt myself.:~ . ~:.7 hours ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
maybe you should treat me like an old torn up book and put me up on a shelf
you have done so many things for me
but most of all...
you made me feel loved
you made me feel like a somebody
I try to sleep less and less
because even when I awake from a good nights rest
I wake up to a ton of stress
even so the days go on
when so many times at 11:11 I wish that I was gone
I go to sleep and dream about you
in those dreams I'm happy and excited
but when I awake
I feel like I lost you
I try to tell you this whenever I can:
"Even if I dont tell you about my problems it means you're already making me feel better just by being there"
but sometimes it seems that I fail to speak
usually I make a cowardly noise
a simple scared little squeak
my biggest fears are coming true
I dont want to lose you
three.of course there were foxes in the cemetery,three.7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
their three mimicking our three
mangy mouths & hungry bones
lurking after ghosts.
I Won't Give UpPeople try to get to meI Won't Give Up7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
With the things that they say.
They want to hurt me
They want to make me run away.
They have the means and they have the time
To try to beat me.
They like to sit there
like a weight upon my chest.
Try to get me to turn right
When I want to go left.
They like to get inside my brain, get inside my life
And try to control me.
Their voices cut like knives
In the pit of my heart.
Constantly cutting through
And leaving red scars.
Hopelessness flows through my veins like a harsh drug.
I can't control it.
They're telling me that I can't do this
That I can't do that.
I'll never go to college,
I'll never get to act.
I'm so stupid and incompetent
I better wise up and stay where I'm at.
But I have big dreams
And they won't go away.
So I tune out the noise,
I don't listen to what they say.
I toughen up and let it roll
Right off my shoulder.
I'm gonna spread my wings and take flight.
I'm like a solider I know I can fight.
I'll go where I want
And I'll do as I please.
No one c
Seven SlavesCome everyone to Gustavia Port,Seven Slaves13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Named after the Swedish King Gustav III,
Located on the isle of Saint Barthélemy,
Called so by Colombus himself in his brother’s honour.
Here you can see the ruins that once was a fort
Before the French gave it away, from what I've heard
This unfertile land is every planter’s enemy
Only salt and cotton ever leave this harbour.
Neither tobacco nor sugar, but what an era
For today, on the fourth of January 1819,
I invite you all to the Government House
In its cellar we will hold a splendid auction.
Wine from Malaga and port-wine from Madeira
Champagne, old rum, and a girl of sixteen
Yes, you heard right, bring your friend and spouse
Not owning a slave is not an option.
From Cabo Corso in West Africa
We’ve shipped these slaves to our West Indies
So have your pick, this is a good price
Hurry before they’re sold off to New Sweden
By the Delaware River in North America
You don’t want the people in the big cities
006-ObsessionObsession006-Obsession20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A disease of the
Slowly takes over
Spreads to the body
Kills you quietly
But you love every second of it.
ListenThey say that no one listens to you till you're dead.Listen8 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Maybe if they listened to you before, you wouldn't be dead now.
about mebasicsabout me11 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
-pansexual, prefers males (esp. feminine ones)
-large build/kinda chubby tbh
-short brown hair
-catkin (ragdoll breed)
-shy at first, quickly opens up
-very perverted/dirty (mostly only when i talk about ocs/my crush)
-can be very loud
-weeaboo idiot (all i care about is anime)
-gay levels are through the roof
-80s pop, chiptune/edm
-my soup kitten (crush)
-talking about my ocs
-gore (i love it a lot)
-nsfw things ;3
-cat emoticons >:3
-dolphins/other sea creatures
-actual pictures of puke/people puking
-all insects except for butterflies and ladybugs
-tomoaki from hadaka shitsuji
CreationA sprint, a crawl, a graceful trotCreation11 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This pace alone is broken
A place in time that all forgot
A silence that is spoken
Above, there lies a wave-less sea
A mirrored pond of glass
The sight alone can set you free
This solitary mass
Below, there broils a restless calm
A churning maze of fire
Your touch, your hand, your open palm
Within me, words inspire