Poem for Lou ReedTruly singular, an outsider’s outsider,Poem for Lou Reed2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He learned well life’s hard truths, and was walking proof that
Your thoughts are only as deep as your faults.
Subjected to psychic savagery in his youth,
His mind took on an ever-changing persona
Always shifting between fame and failure.
A misfit, a hustler, a rake, a transformer,
A rogue, but not a charlatan, an objector,
But not a coward, never a coward.
An expert spinner of verse, he possessed a knack
For feel, impact, attitude, style; he always knew
Which words were those worth the listener’s while.
His means and his methods were fittingly erratic:
He would spend his days crafting curiosities
Only to then neglect and forget them.
What was important, though, wasn’t his works or quirks,
Nor his talent for causing a storm at a stroke,
But what he and his friends set in motion.
They would, unwittingly, forever change the way
We’d hear the sounds the mind thought it already kn
The Beginningons ago, before time and space,The Beginning3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Was born a set of twins who took its place.
One had eyes of daybreak and hair of sun,
The other, hair of night and eyes of blood.
Born to Laelia, Singer of Light and Love,
Husband to Laelius, God who rules with a fitted glove.
‘Twas a difficult birth, screams echoed through the empty world,
But Laelia was never alone or so the story told.
Lucifer was first, life entered with hollow cries,
Laurentius was next, his smiles greeted by butterflies.
Both welcomed with joyous celebration.
Excited Laelius, humans, his creation.
The Twins then never left each others sides.
Except when heavy choices caused morals to collide.
Why I Hold On TighterThe gunshot echoes penetrating the air,Why I Hold On Tighter22 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Increasing tensions in military warfare.
Knives that puncture and slice apart,
Fists of rage that damage skin and heart.
Explosions and smoke so sudden and fast,
No time to recover from the devastating blast.
A moment frozen in time after the disease diagnosed,
Tears falling on a body lifeless and comatose.
Car horns and screeching wheels on the pavement so loud,
Two victims of a crash of the rain from a cloud.
Though all of these things do not fill me with fright,
It is to you, my dear, they make me hold tight.
Vulnerable YouthPaper hearts from bright pink tissue meant for presents,Vulnerable Youth3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
fanciful butterflies from orange dashed cardboard,
five petaled flowers danced around the sentence
of simplicity, ultimately to discard.
Tender thoughts from censored, guarded minds,
boldly do the simple stubby fingers strive to hide
the gift from Mommy, so that she can't find
the secret depth of the darkest snide.
The gentle pressure of acknowledging gestures
even the meaningless thank you cards
meant to send you on emotional adventures,
only to be shredded on cynical hearts' shards.
But it is the thought that counts,
those sweet little eyes haven't yet been renounced.
Poetic DarknessPoetic DarknessPoetic Darkness22 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We are made of waiting—
Bending over, stabbing the chest,
Nothing but bullets and pain.
Then why did I cry today,
When I dreamt your suicide note?
All day long I had been carrying these tears hidden.
You feel as if the music is happily heading
like mountain chains, hurdling ridges, peaks and mesas.
The thought will flicker, and then go out.
A dove wing folded
Is merely bent, beaten.
And then the devil glances into the room.
He’s like a crow in a crowd of magpies.
The saints and the sinners say the same thing:
“Today, like every other day, we wake up empty,”
“Night also sleeps,”
“Desire is a cold drink,”
“Nothing in nature is a metaphor.”
Beautiful, really, the way the buildings fall in.
Vowthe only one I talk toVow18 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when my world feels so wrong
Stops questioning my logic
and starts to make me feel so strong
She is the one i'll back up
no matter what her choices are
no matter how crazy they seem
or if it will leave a small scar
The one with eyes so deep
They bring you back to life
The one with skin so smooth
Who can take away my knife
She's the one I still care about
even if she may forget me
She's the one I'll always care for
Even when on hand and knee
No matter who is hurting her
Or deciding to ruin her day
Telling her shes a horrible friend
and making her life gray
No I will be there for her
I will never leave her now
So watch what you do around her
now that I've made this vow
Have Faith - AcrosticHave hope, have faith,Have Faith - Acrostic1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All malice has its end.
Verily, anything can change,
Even in darkness lies inner light.
For be it life, love or peace,
All good in time must cease.
In place of grief, have belief;
There is reason why, recovery will come.
Have hope, have faith…
Writer's BlockI've tried everythingWriter's Block1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I feels like I'm dying
But I have to keep going
Have to keep trying
My creative art
My once bright poems
Have all stopped now
Due to my mental doldrums
The words that flowed
Free and fair
Now just whisper
Into the empty air
Just start writing!
Is what you might way
Oh how I wish
It could just be that way
All thing now such as
Work, play and food conspire
To distract from my art
And make me retire
It has been so long
And I can not wait
But I can't make art
When my mind is in this state
I keep on trying
But when I look at the clock
I think I must face the fact
That I've got writer's block!
ShoutaHalf the world is so naive,Shouta3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Stars light up their eyes
The other half has seen the truth
And covers up the sky.
I, for one, prefer the clouds—
Both sun and thunderstorms are far
too dangerous to risk.
So why do you insist on shining
brighter every day?
I've made my peace—so please, just go and
leave me in the grey!
I've built my ramparts in the fog
But you're a changing wind
No matter how I try, my clouds
Are slowly wearing thin.
Honestly, I'm frightened that
the sun will burn me through
Love like this—It's terrifying,
colourful and new.
I hear you calling, screaming out,
"There's brighter sky ahead!"
And, at last, I know I want
to see the sun again!
So if I'm gonna take this step,
Say you'll match my stride—
Let's take a risk and change the world
and sweep the grey aside.
My RewardMy RewardMy Reward3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I have lived a long and stable life
As long as I can live
No major errors, no real crimes
What I could give, I give
The way to paradise is to be good
As long as this world allows
So those in Heaven have replied
To all my earnest vows
They told me how to summon aid
From then I made a path
They came one night not long after that
To respond to the work I made
That night they came with dear Puabi
With whom I will journey to meet them
Their world is better for me than this
And they know I am beyond blame and condemn
But before I undertake the trip
I must hold her in my arms
I must share my warmth and care
Until the moment comes
ChildrenWe're children hereChildren10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We wear our feelings
We learn and we grow
Like the dancing Fae
You might read in books
Only myths are they
Who believe not that
We fly every day
Fortunate gifts, we
Who no one believes
We glint and we glow
Flit about, you see
We're only children
In our hearts we be
Off, off, and away
Nowhere led astray
Blood of RosesStanding tall, guarded by prickles and thorns,Blood of Roses1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She sways sweetly to the garden’s soft breeze.
But the falling night does her death forewarn
As the gardener peers from hind the trees.
Beauteous blossoms, severed in their prime
Hung up and dried out for beauty preserved.
Blooming red bud, murdered before her time
But surely, though, her fate was undeserved?
For even though she was beloved by all,
Elegance and prick were not near enough
To protect and guard from he with the gall
To pull out the blade and out her life snuff.
The once-lovely form he barbarizes,
Hands stained with the sweet, sweet blood of roses.
Limericks (assorted)MountainLimericks (assorted)1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Over the mountain I roam,
Stranded, afraid and alone,
I fear the mark,
That burns in the dark,
The fiery tattoo that I own.
For gold I lust,
It will not rust,
I'll have the most,
I'll keep it close,
Until I fade into the dust...
The lake that lies in the glen
There is a lake in the glen,
I go there again and again,
And every night,
There is a fair light,
Addicted with no question.
There is a girl who's like glass,
We all know she will never last,
She screams and she cries,
Whenever she lies,
Her morals have shattered too fast.
BarrageFusillade of twos;Barrage2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hecate, Eris. They stand
at the front. Who’s
holding my hand?
Goddesses protect me;
I am one too. Ragdoll
hand placed in my hand. We
walk. The cloth body lolls.
Little girl lost in the street,
no one sees her. A toy held
tightly in hand. People meet
her ragdoll boy. She is felled.
We can see her. I can see her.
Cast away the doll. I prefer
Her her her her her: so
Barrage of he,
Please leave me be.
The Magic Happens in the NightThe magic happens in the night,The Magic Happens in the Night2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The story blooms much like a flower.
A world is born in your mind's sight,
Characters entice with their power.
Their is no magic like a book.
The plot, a river with its flow,
Each word a spell cast when you look,
Pages gleaming in light's soft glow.
Finished, you're lost in deep regret.
Snuggled close with blanket and cat,
Mourning people you only just met,
And symbols simple like coat or hat.
Stories, where lessons are made prime.
These are the way I spend my time.
A Loving InfernoI watched as he took what was mineA Loving Inferno2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Giving her only, in absence of my anguish, words
Those words were laced sweetly in love
Love that sent my blood from boiling to on fire
How dare he defile my precious flower
Now, how can I erase him?
I see how she views him
And how her eyes fail to lock with mine
Rumors spread like wildfire, holding no truth in their words
Apparently they are in love
Their joy is my pain, their ice to my fire
What was I to do when he took away my flower?
Picking a rose and presenting the flower
Was such a small act by him
Yet it worked to steal her who was mine
She told me that the talk was just aimless words
She said they held no love
Then why did she leave me to burn in her fire?
Choose me or the fire
I told my darling flower
Although she remained quiet as she hoped for him
Where is the love that was dubbed mine?
Recite again to me those words
Tears stained her cheeks as I heard she fell out of love
The horrors of love
Spread quickly like fire
As he came grasping th
DisasterBow down to her,Disaster2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For she is your master,
She'll change your world,
A beautiful disaster.
The witch will rule,
With whips and chains,
Until the shell of who you were,
Is all that remains.
She'll eat you alive,
Swallow you whole,
Doing these things,
Soon takes a toll.
She's killing my body,
Destroying my soul.
I've partied with demons,
Danced with death,
I'm in love with a girl,
They call Crystal Meth.
phoneI'm usually not on my phone all the timephone20 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
honestly I've got better things to do
but you've pushed yourself into my head
the only one I can think of is you
Those innocent texts between us
I hadn't laughed like that in a while
can you still remember that first weekend
over six hundred texts my phone had to file
That was over three months ago
and yet the texting is still going
it sometimes feels like it's the only thing
through which my love for you is showing
I suppose maybe that's the reason
why you get so many texts from me
and so whenever I check my phone
that new text icon is all I want to see
All my texts are a bunch of rubbish
but you don't seem to mind when I rant
there's just one thing I don't dare to text you
so you please ask me to be your girlfriend
replacementThe feeling of lonelinessreplacement21 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
after being replaced
Even after all these years
Are now going to waste
I can see it every day
How you hug him lie on his knee
I thought you weren't touchy
Making exceptions are we?
the awkward sex jokes
and the laughing so loud
I remember when being around me
made you feel that proud
I'm running out of excuses
To get away from seeing
That I'm loosing her again
to stop myself from believing
so you've gone and replaced me
Now i'm stuck all alone
And you wonder so furiously
why its my back i have shown.
AllegoryYou once told me a sad little tale,Allegory2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A story of adventure and sorrow.
It was of a man so very frail
With no time left to borrow.
True as the blue of the sky,
And a real heart of gold,
This man lived happily his lie
As he slowly grew too old.
One day a beast came bounding by
Just to see this man in the wood,
This creature clad in gold and sky,
A sapphire stag that paused and stood
Before this ancient gray man,
Then blinked, then bowed, then spoke:
"Wise grandfather, leader of your clan.
Hear me, for your time among your folk
Has sadly come to an end;
Leave with me now as a friend."
The old man stared at the beast and laughed,
Laying a gnarled hand upon a golden antler.
"Of course, dear beast, I've had enough of the daft.
Take me where one can escape all anger.
Lead me to green pastures among the cloud,
Bring me to clear rivers no living eye has seen,
Lay me where the wizened willows enshroud,
And allow me to dance among the green."
And so the pair soon disappeared
Among the trees and the
PUPPETWho are you to tell me I don't amount to anythingPUPPET2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who are you to tell me I'm talentless
Who are you to tell me I'll never get anywhere in life
Who are you to tell me I'm pointless
I know I'm different
I know I don't belong
I know I'm strange to you
But I don't care at all
You're the same as everyone else
I'm the one who has my own mind
You'll follow them all off a cliff
I'm the one who will survive
You may not see the skills I possess
I may not see them either
But I don't need talent for self-acceptance
I am an observer
I can see through their mind-controlling techniques
Their lies endlessly overlap
I can see them tug at your superficial heart
I can see you fall into their trap
One day you'll reach the end of their tunnel
You'll live their ultimate lie
One day you'll have no where to go
When they cease to reply
You won't know what to do
You'll cry out for help
Only to come to realize
You only have yourself
But you'll only find that you are blind
Without even the sense to listen
May it BeThe world will turn.May it Be3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tis grinding the gears, the gears of time gone by.
Of the ancient beings that shaped this world,
To the beings of life that lay upon it now.
The world will turn.
The sun shall rise.
The people shall wake, and day will come.
They shall move and put more beauty in the light.
The sun shall rise.
Time shall pass.
Ever present we are here,
In the making of life, profound.
Time shall pass.
This world shall form.
From the days it sees,
To the night it sleeps,
To the people it holds,
To the land it treasures,
This world shall form.
So, journey on.
From this turning world, shall our stories hold.
From ashes, beauty rises.
From a step, greatness begins.
From the heart, memories form.
May it be, through life’s path that we find,
So, journey on.
healing softlyTurning to a fresh new page,healing softly3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Washing away all the rage.
To be replaced with pure peace,
And let all the stress release.
Dancing for joy all around,
Not making a single sound.
On this fluffy cloud alight,
Perfect resting spot in sight.
Waiting for the past to mend,
Through the pain and hurt transcend.
Slowly and softly healing,
Loosing all other feeling.
Not quite sure how to relate,
Starting now with a clean slate.
Making memories anew,
Growing in the future too.