Stranger's funeralUnder the cloudsStranger's funeral18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Under the rain
Staring at the coffin
At a stranger's funeral
We're all alone
Feeling the storm
But not the pain
For he's but a stranger
And the graves around us
Are just there
Keeping us company
During this empty moment
The Villain (Bye Bye Mr. Nice Guy)I am desperately seeking someone to save meThe Villain (Bye Bye Mr. Nice Guy)18 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wondering where I have been going wrong
The more I allow myself to be walked over
The more I feel like it’s where I belong
Under the tread marks of your rubber soled shoe
My face has been driven in to the mud
You’ve laced my dignity with so much self doubt
What on earth have I gained from being good
I am desperately seeking something to save me
The next line to the poem of my life
Dissecting my past with clinical precision
Using a pen-shaped surgical knife
With a blade that seems to cut deeper and deeper
Each time that I am wounded or I am hurt
But maybe now is the time to put down my pen
And distribute my anger with more than words
I am desperately seeking something to save me
I feel I’m on the cusp of a rebirth
I will take centre stage and leave you in the wings
There is no more time left to rehearse
I have stiffened the sinews, I have summoned the blood
I face my fears and I’ve made a decision
I can be strong, I can
To the Boy Who Likes PoetryHe was a maze of metaphorsTo the Boy Who Likes Poetry20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
but she didn't mind
getting lost in him
FightingI take one step forward and two steps back.Fighting19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm just trying to keep my life on track.
I'm not perfect and don't always comply
But I do what I can and try to swallow my pride.
I don't expect anyone to try to understand
Why I do what I do or why I am who I am,
But I won't stop and I'll keep fighting and keep fighting.
This is my life and living it is still worth trying.
LoversListen to the way our hearts beat as one,Lovers14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our eyes gazed upon each other, like highschool lovers,
Vast, boundless, simply off the ceilings, our love flourishes,
Everyone can see, everyone can tell, that I love you, and you love me.
Rest assured, I will be there holding your hand through all of the pain and deception,
Simply entrust your heart in my hands, and I will do the same, I'll keep it locked up safe, in a secure place.
GoodbyeThe moon in the skyGoodbye16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The rose petals on the winds
This was a sweet distraction
Our escape from reality
But even the moon must set
And the winds will settle
Our night comes to an end
With daybreak our fantasy dies
This night will not repeat
Your warmth will vanish
And it will all be a memory
With no regrets I bid farewell
Speak UpIf you do not speakSpeak Up13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
How will your voice be heard?
If you do not speak
How will your thoughts be known?
If you do not speak
How will you aid those around you?
If you remain silent
How can you hope to change anything?
FinallyThere are times where I wish that I could just lay down and give up.Finally16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The stress and pain of life likes to creep up on me.
The harsh memories that scar my heart sometimes make me want to scream.
Sometimes I think that I may be the worst person alive.
I really have times when I hate myself.
I really think that I am ugly sometimes.
But one day, a person noted that I seemed to have a boring life because I seemed too sheltered.
Without thinking, I said this to her.
“I like my life.”
I was shocked.
There are times where my heart broke when I felt that I could never understand my loved ones pain.
There are times when I wished that my life would have been harder so that I could say that I understood.
There are also times when I felt like I didn’t have a right to complain about anything since I couldn’t possibly understand what hardship really was.
But when I look back…I can see that maybe things aren’t bad as I think.
I don’t want to throw the towel in
True Fact #97I am a 90's kid. I miss the old 90's cartoons. Sweet sweet nostalgia.True Fact #9718 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
On the mountains...The world is a beautiful place,On the mountains...1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
come with me, to see it.
From the mountains,
reach out and touch the skies.
From the mountains
and it's rivers,
drink it's waters that never stay still,
and there is new live every minute.
Come lay with me,
let's count stars,
On the mountains... Clouds seem so close
that you can almost feel them.
On the mountains
where the air is pure
and life is sweeter.
On the mountain's waterfalls
liquid joy, for a dreamer...
come with me,
and swim in it's rivers.
On the mountains...
In this... Our joyous world,
with hidden treasures,
Where love is in the air
and peace is every where...
On the mountains!
lilac flicker eyelids shutlilac 4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
translucent wrists in the meadow
and you said, "these violent
delights have violent ends" and
i remember staring, broken bones,
dusk: the clouds are smeared
across the sky and i'm
doused in diaphanous hues
the smoke falls upwards
from my mouth and everything
is the wrong way round again,
i watch the night bleed the
sun away and remember
how you did exactly
the same thing
Cruel CrushingI am not free...Cruel Crushing9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's controlled by poverty,
Run by cruelty...
No one should have such control
Over the masses,
Yet we willingly give it to them...
And it's only a matter of time
Until they take us to the slaughterhouse...
No longer free to express ourselves,
My views are not welcome here...
I sit inside this gilded cage,
And wait until it's my time...
I will find a way...
Some small subtle amount of freedom
From within this walled prison...
And I will bide my time,
Of which I was given
Nails digging into my skin;
Being hammered into my coffin...
Abrading, scratching, scraping, raking,
Always bothering me.
It nags at me,
Tears me apart limb from limb,
Until there's nothing left
But the burden of my sadness;
As I gaze into
The epitome of suffering...
And I finally see...
There is something wrong with this world.
I do not b
RainYou asked me why I love the rain.Rain15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I merely said, “It means that I’m home.”
I didn’t tell you that it reminds me of new beginnings
As it washes away the debris of yesterday.
I didn’t elaborate upon the sound of the chaotic pitter-patter
That puts me to sleep on restless nights
I didn’t describe the blissful memories
Made as the drizzle from heaven soaked my friends and I.
I didn’t speak of the fact that when I stand in the downpour
I’m reminded of you.
You with your cloudy gray eyes and
Stormy disposition that makes me want to understand you.
I didn’t confess that I am hopeless lost
In the storm that you bring everywhere you go.
And I kept it a secret that I love
The way you sweep me away like the rain.
SilverwoodFar from horizons azure,Silverwood15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
In all its majestic grandeur;
Below many a grey cloud,
Beneath everlasting shroud
Sits the moon's silvery forest.
Its leaves are made of moonlight,
And shimmer in the pure night;
Presiding over meadows,
Banishing all the shadows,
Throughout the moon's gilded forest.
Creatures go to and fro,
Moving high and moving low;
Each with coats of silver furs,
Shining scales, and bright feathers
Within the moon's treasured forest
Here the silver flowers grow,
In the glimmering glades they glow;
Where the silver trees have stood,
in what's know as Silverwood~
The moon's mysterious forest.
Pictures through poetryMy pen loves to writePictures through poetry16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
through the use of words
dancing across the pages
of our many lives
each one, their own story
bright coloured moments
yet touching others
as their stories are told
All joined together
to make up our world
vibrant and colourful
from all walks of life
my pen loves to write
painting many pictures......
© Lissie Bull 2014 All rights reserved
True Fact #96If you post a journal stating that you may leave or about how you are depressed or even about something else you are going through and then someone unwatches you then that person was never a friend to begin with. It's better to have a few true friends that watch you then a bunch of fake friends who never talk to you and could care less about you.True Fact #9619 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
.:Greetings:.There was a girl named emily.:Greetings:.23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
who had no sense of greeting
she couldn't say hello
she couldn't say goodbye
she couldn't say how are you?
and nobody knew why
they took her to a doctor
they took her to a nurse
but no one seemed to understand the reason for this curse
she could say i love you
and did so all the time
she could say i hate you
she could even scream and whine
but when it came to greeting she froze up like a freezer
and couldn't even say hi
it's not that she didn't want to, she tried with all her might
but everytime she started, she ended up terrified
when asked how she felt when she tried to say hello
she answered "its like falling into a deep, dark hole"
they tried to help her out of it but nothing seemed to work
so she resigned herself to knowing she'd never say those words.
Don't Shut Me OutDon't do it, just back awayDon't Shut Me Out9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don't want to hear what you have to say
Cause if I do, I know I'll get attached
Which will make it hurt more when we've detached
I don't want to get to know you
Because then I'll care about everything you do
I'll be sad when your sad, I'll smile when you smile
And the world will seem right for a while
Right up until you close me off once more
Sealing me outside your door
Right up until you become a brick wall
Never telling me what's wrong or anything at all
When that day comes I'll regret the day we met
Because that was the day I made the wrong bet
That you'd be different and never shut me out
Not saying a word till I start to scream and shout
Cause what you apparently don't seem to see
Is that when we became friends you became a part of me
So your sorrows are mine as well as your joy
My care is not some well crafted ploy
When you leave me out, I can tell and It pains me so
To sit here and not be told anything when I know
That something bothers you,
PhotographPerfectly alike-Photograph1 day ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
What further use would we have
for the subject now?
Rainy DayOh my bonesRainy Day19 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
They're so blue
They don't know
Just what to do
Oh my feet
They're so flat
They don't know
Where they are at
Oh my beard
Needs a trim
Just so it
Will fit right in
Oh my brain
In my head
Full of rhymes
But it's not dead
Aches and rhymes
Are what you get
Fantasy BooksAs I walk by the shelves they whisper to me,Fantasy Books39 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
Saying "Come see what I see"
"We'll take you to lands far, far away,
And let you become someone else for a day,
Sit down and we'll tell you a tale
Trust us we never fail"
Even though I should really say no,
I always say yes, take me, I'll go,
Though they sometimes cause me strife,
I've discovered that you haven't really lived life,
Carried a bridge across the Shattered Plains,
Survived a High Storm in the torrential rains,
Become the most feared pirate in the land,
And won the most beautiful woman in the worlds hand,
Lived an Age in the Wheel of Time,
Become the Dragon Reborn and walked a thin line,
Relaxed for a day in the Shire,
Walked to Mordor and faced the fire,
Sworn your oaths and stood on the icy Wall,
Sat at court and watched kings fall,
Who will I choose today? Where will I go?
Pick up a book you'll be glad you did so.
Wicked WomanWicked woman.Wicked Woman1 hour ago in Free Verse More Like This
Luscious tinted lips, long black nails, legs for days.
Small waist, an ass you could grope, hips you could slide off, tit’s you could nuzzle.
Thigh high stockings, black lingerie, pale skin; except for the love bruises.
She smokes as though she’s flirting with death.
She stares as though she holds all your secrets.
She folds her legs as though they hold bliss between them.
Her silence speaks volumes –– her presence is loud.
Her long hair swinging over her delicious curves, as she walks away with your heart in her hands; still beating.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
things i'd still tell youi. You only ever really get to know people in parts. Footsteps and eyelashes like cogs in clockwork; mannerisms traceable as the ridges in a key, never for any doors but for thoughts and their daydreaming; impulses to run, leap, unbreathe and just the right amount of everything and nothing in between. We are all less than solid in solitude; emulsified in white and all its shades because the prism was too truthful to the touch. You'd think hurricanes would be stronger in the rain.things i'd still tell you7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
ii. But then we are also too much poem to be washed away.