Sweet Music MelodySweet Music Melody lend a mid-night dance to meSweet Music Melody3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh what tender lips are these that lay sweet kisses on my cheeks
Making my bashful heart sing...sing...sing
Sweet Music Melody lend a mid-night song to me
Oh what beautiful notes your voice is to a lover's song
beckoning a drifting soul home sweet home
Sweet Music Melody never let your music end
Play your seductive heart's song again and again
Step by step, song by song, you and I are forever one
She Does Not Love YouDo not hearShe Does Not Love You3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her glorious speech
Pretend to be deaf.
Elude her hair
Dancing in the air
Don’t think about
Those sunny eyes
Knowing your past
With just one look.
Avoid her laugh
A melody of harp
Played by angels.
She’s hurting you
Giving you false
When she reveals
All her evil plan
You will be broken
Thinking about suicide.
Bury the memories
With you by her side
Even if they are
The best times
Of your life.
Blaming is for the weakYou blame it all on meBlaming is for the weak8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But the truth you do not see
You lied right from the start
Just to win over my heart
You did not act your age
When you turned the other page
We could have worked it out
But now I am in doubt
That you ever really tried
Because all you did was hide
You told a one sided story
Just looking for some glory
Sold a fairy tale
Now I find you are quite stale
Everything you emulate
Is something that I hate
You told me you were strong
Stringing me along
You were afraid of everything
Now I see your broken wing
Thinking of the day
When your troubles fade away
Your refusal to act on them
Leaves you nothing more than a whim
I do not have the time
To be subjected to your crime
Now I can see it's true
That the weak one is you
Winds Of TimeThe cool winds of time change from day to dayWinds Of Time1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yesterday to soon turns into tomorrow
But today is never twice the same
And in heavenly stars I search, but I have yet to find my way
Still, as time continues to march on, my soul can find no resting place
In the mist of this violent quake
Of many dimensions of being I lies awake
Until the hours of dark meet a brilliant day break
leaving me to, once again ponder an uncertain fate
Four EverSugar coated, and devotedFour Ever1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To the bright side of life.
Optimistic, and artistic
With a blessed soul and mind.
May God bless you, for breaking through
The darkest side of death.
Keep your smile clear, my precious dear
For it brightens the sky.
Sweet MagnoliaSuch as the colors of a rainbow so pure and full of hopeSweet Magnolia3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A beautiful shrine encased in woven straw and pine
Sits atop its pedestal as a symbol of life and love
A wonderful gift of innocence from above
Flowers are to a man’s heart peace, pleasure and love
From enemies to lovers their powers are great
Ladies wear its lovely fragrance to compliment their sweet face
While poets speak her name in romantic grace
Painters sketch her loveliness in pastels and soft lace
Such as the colors of a rainbow so pure and full of hope
A beautiful shrine encased in woven straw and pine
Sits atop its pedestal a symbol of life and love
TnM- ConfecionAlguna vez soñaste en conseguir a esa persona perfecta para ti, ese que te entiende con solo mirarte, aquella persona que piensa igual a ti; quisiera decir que lo encontré y me declaré ante ella, pero estaría mintiendo. Mi nombre es Thomas Fletcher y aun teniendo dieciséis años jamás me declaré ante ella, he pasado ocho años enamorado de la misma persona, ocho años tratando de olvidarla y convencerme de que este amor es imposible; pero como olvidarla si cada vez que me alejo ella aparece, cada vez que la ignoro ella me sonríe y como no amarla si su sonrisa brillante me atrae, si su actitud tan inesperada y a la vez esperada es única, si con solo mirarla me enamoro, si con solo su manera tan dulce de hablar me atrae y esos enormes ojos azules rey me dominan; todo, todo en ella me enamora.TnM- Confecion13 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No me importa si es hostigosa, hiperactiva, o si en ocasiones es demasiado miedosa; todo en ella me encanta, todo en ella es único
Maxwell's DemonTwo rooms divided by a wall -Maxwell's Demon17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By the door I am standing tall;
The temperature is intense,
I feel the molecules so dense,
And now I hold the doorknob tight
With little strength, not all my might;
The door's swinging, playing with me
As I laugh at this entropy;
I have broken your law, your rule -
The heat is under my control.
:: Ostatni taniec :::: Ostatni taniec ::2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Krok w prawo,
Krok w lewo,
A ciało Twe
Here AgainMy once comforting diversionHere Again2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
has begun to spin into
an irrational recursion
and I just don't want to do
the same thing that I've done every time,
it's never worked before,
but still I slip over the line
and go right back for more.
AwakenThere were days I doubted I’d make it through the stormAwaken1 hour ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And each moment of pain, each year the same, oh how I mourned
But, just like the blind, I groped alone empty walls, hoping to find a light
While in the dark, my weary soul cried out to give up the fight
There were days when the battles raged so deep inside
That I made a deal with the devil to be my guide
But the emptiness of his wisdom only lead me astray
And the sacrifice of his prize was too high a price to pay
There were days I feared my soul would be consumed by the fires
And my retched tears would conquer my desires
To escape these clinching woes
Of dismal, dark shadows
There were days when doubt left my heart in such bitter defeat
That among the strong, I stood so very weak
And the hollow winter of despair left me so very cold
That I could no longer stand on my own
But then one day, on Summer's grace, everything began to change
And from darkness to light, my freedom I proclaimed
From a heavenly mercy that swooped down
*A Flurry for Father *_ Critique Requested_*"Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt,*A Flurry for Father *_ Critique Requested_*10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen."
- Leonardo da Vinci
He sits there in leisure, both arms stretched out straight.
Sitting he scribes through the clock's open gate.
Sees not the words, but continues his prate.
Blind, he has learned his methods in spate.
A father works hard but he's met with a rut.
Feels at a distance; feels in his gut.
Wishes only to sit and pray with his kin.
At odds of late, his boots are worn thin,
Resigned to these feelings; without from within;
Missing his daughter's youth with chagrin.
A boy's lost his way: a painting so gray.
A leash in his hand, his dog's run away.
The tear in his eye meets a tear in her eye.
She doesn't know why, but she's feeling awry.
The Granddad picks up on the whimpers at hand
And decides that it's best to take a stand.
“My good girl Grace, you're as glum as can be.
Just what is it here that dampens your glee?”
“I have never set sight such a sorrowful
The Pixxy KingSo now the sickening shadows stingThe Pixxy King2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And kisses are felt in hell
The raven sings its melancholy
As blood trails where they fell
The king of Pixie’s darkness
Has overcome the land
A Fae of tragic evil
He will rule with bloody hand
The Lens Of LifeBeauty is captured in the lens,The Lens Of Life2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
either of sunsets or glorious bird.
Every inch of skill is important,
from good focus to rule of thirds.
The camera is my favourite toy,
and it makes me open the door and go.
Explore all of this land's splendour,
capture everything until darkness grows.
In one place, it's alive with nature,
where environments are so serene.
I do cherish of what I love,
back when I was a mere eighteen.
Watch the light shimmering on trees,
to the vigorous cascading weir.
Eyes fixated on their potential,
until it weakens and disappears.
Not all days go on like this,
trust the variable weather.
Lack of the sun's power I'm okay,
but everlasting rain I don't bother.
Able to see every small inch,
of my surroundings with perfect sight.
I value this ability,
while seeing insects that shine bright.
Take all these long expeditions,
down many roads as the sun burns.
Shoot, practice and then study,
as the camera helps me learn.
Hours later, on this machine,
when I wanted to be our mo
The CashierSitting up straight,The Cashier3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
prissy in a blouse.
She'll put your money in
and take your money out.
Handling the cash.
"Twenties or tens?"
Sign the dotted line,
here's a bank pen.
'Laura' on her name tag.
'Sally' or 'Kay'.
She speaks very sweetly,
"have a nice day."
LifeTwo eyes to seeLife3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Two lungs to sing
Two flowers spring
From stony seeds.
And you will know
Life grows and needs.
To plant the seeds;
That is Go.
Changing LoveI still love you but that form has changedChanging Love3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If it was romantic I would feel deranged
It may have taken longer than you desired
Turning off my feelings is just not how I'm wired
I still love you but your behaviour I detest
Our relationship had to be laid to rest
I wasn't perfect and I never claimed to be
But you never took your complaints directly to me
I still love you but I will not take you back
A sincere respect for me is something that you lack
I did not say that I would not be just a friend
But now I am tired of the truth that you bend
I still love you but you refused to change
Now I must keep you out of my eyes' range
When I look back I can't help but feel pain
Of all my feelings for you that one is the main
I still love you but you stabbed me in the back
You invited me to visit here and got mad when I kept track
You posted on your journal delusions that you had
Questioning my motives, insinuating I am bad
I still love you but I know that we are through
And I'll never waste my tim
A Recursive StoryA Recursive Story5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cold train in the station,
Thin fog wreathing the lights.
The platform stands empty
Benches wait out the night.
Stray cats are patrolling
The shadow's dark edges.
Or quietly watching
From high window ledges.
The dawn slowly coming,
The night slipping away.
An often told story,
Just another new day...
HeadacheLaughs loudlyHeadache8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All until they fall.
I can't feel my head at all.
Unforgiven thoughts cloud my vision.
My eyes sting
My ears ring
As I am brought back to uncertainty.
Through the tosses and turns.
I get up and my head burns.
:: Usmiechnij sie ::Krople po chłodnym licu spływają,:: Usmiechnij sie ::10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Roszą Twą bladą skórę,
Proszę, uśmiechnij się,
Ze szczęściem jest Ci do twarzy.
I nie smuć się wiecej,
Nie zamartwiaj serca
Kiedy jest to nie warte,
Pamiętaj, ja zawsze będę przy Tobie,
Nawet gdy mnie na Ziemi zabraknie.
Więc otrzyj łzy ruchem szybkim,
Śmiej się, z życia się ciesz,
Tańcz i baluj,
Zasady też łam,
By zagiął Cię ten szary świat.
SeasonMy love was like springtime, flowers did unfoldSeason2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The grass was so green, and the sunlight so gold
our friendship grew and grew, as summer too
You had done to me, what your love done to you
The sun is now setting, the world now turned gray
My happiness is faded, its a struggle to bypass the day
The flowers are dying, the frost there is now more
your sweet face is no longer standing at my door
Sometimes i dare wonder, what's she dreaming of
When shes been forgotten, and without any love
the grass is now brown, the flowers start to die
If you listen to the darkness, you may hear a cry
So who will you go to, who will it be
Will you go and find another guy just like me
We promised to always be there, now she ran away
but not even springtime can promise to always obey
Just come to me for something, anything at all
The vines of springtime are climbing up your wall
take away this time, when i dont know what to say
And bring back springtime, start a new chapter of today
Come at MeThey try to break me downCome at Me2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Throwing me daily to the ground
They never get why each day I come right back
They dream of the final attack
The one insult that'll leave me in pieces
The one heartbreak that makes the beat cease
The one fall that leave me shattered
Awaiting the day, I'm too beaten and battered
But that day will never come to be
For I know the answer to their mystery
That today's pains are tomorrow's jokes
And that their power is all a hoax
The bruises will heal as will the cuts
But you can't reopen a door once it shuts
The words will soon be a forgotten thought
And all their effort will be for naught
For every time they take a stab
I've come back with the best jab
The jab of going ahead in the world
While their life is unfurled
So come at me, best you can
Because I've been winning since this began
You are a temporary annoyance, a prick of the skin
You've always been trash, while I'm the best there's ever been