Storm-Struck InspirationLightning strikesStorm-Struck Inspiration13 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Across the sky
As thunder rumbles
Up on high
From storm clouds
It rains down
And with a sound
I begin to write
Stories spun silk in my head
Impossible to sleep in bed
Bright and blinding
Creatures run through my mind
Oh what's worth writing..
Traits. Of Humanity.We must use them. And we will call it principled.Traits. Of Humanity.21 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I would like to call this piece
"If android could speak".
I will do this (on the side) as I go through the process of beginning (together) and experience beginnings.
I don't ever want to do "A thing", I wish to do things.
Wordy, thoughtful, and the way caring.
And so I will end by saying there is no current better way to say it.
I must end it with "I love you", may you continue to end, and begin to go onward to understanding.
Ever faithful, ever holding something.
Onward, toward a beginning, there is new, and is it not the wish that you see it?
Financial Issues of Having a BoyfriendWhen I first met youFinancial Issues of Having a Boyfriend21 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You were the new kid.
We shared numbers
And that was my first mistake.
We stayed up late into the night
And early into the morning
Talking miles per minute
and texting way faster than should be possible.
The minutes of those conversation were priced.
Soon coins that were pocket change
Became dollars out of my father’s paycheck.
The texts you sent me also had a price.
That made the dollars burn,
My conscience turn,
And the yelling stern.
We then shared ways of talking elsewhere.
But being in different parts of the school
Proved to have me never see you
Never share any classes or lunches with you.
To make it worse,
Our words were priced.
The digital data sent had a price,
And the times got later.
We all know you can’t bring a desktop computer into bed.
So I sat up talking to you
And when the time got late enough
The yelling got sterner.
We then shared gaming accounts.
The accounts were free
But the games cost money.
I had my grandmother buy some games
RespuestaAhora yo, borracho por falta de sueño,Respuesta4 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
hablaré un rato con palabras de cerdo.
Tú te preguntarás: ¿Porqué, ******?
Y mi verbo será porque no te quiero ver.
Dime, pequeña, ¿no pillas la indirecta?
Siempre fuiste un petardo, muy molesta,
pesada y mucho, pesada a rabiar,
tanto me cansabas que me quería matar.
En tu memoria, todo lo sucedido, sería rosa,
mas te digo, preciosa, que el recordarlo me ahoga.
Según tú, conocías de sobra tu soberbia
mas poco sabías tú de mi inusitada poca inercia.
Verás, yo era (mas no soy) hombre de poca paciencia,
y tú, jovenzuela, acababas con toda ella.
¿Tan difícil era ver cómo me ahogaba?
De mujeres sé poco, de hombres, tú no sabes nada.
No hablo de monos, no hablo de "tíos",
hablo de honor, de odiar lo impío.
En un principio que jamás yo negaré,
tú eras mi Julieta, y yo, más Romeo podría ser,
pero torciste un
Temkhan's Sullen LetterGod damnit, I've always loved you.Temkhan's Sullen Letter9 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Cared for you, ached for you.
But as much as I can't find another, it'll have to end.
What the fuck, did you forget about me?
It's fucking painful, that I've had trust in you.
That I -loved- you, and I know you knew it.
Is this how it'll be, I'll simply be an object?
Never think for a second I've forgotten.
That I'll ever forget empty words.
It'll be the credits, 'cause I want to recover.
Don't think, that you can come back.
Pretend that there has never been the silence.
I'd rather find another, someone else to trust.
Someone to elevate me, to be part of my cure.
Every silent tear, gasp for breath.
For you, in vain. All this pain...
It's what I became, because I was abandoned.
Left for dead, when I needed a shoulder to lean to.
If I let you go, I'll not need to hold on.
You've shared your pain, I've felt the same.
Saying all this, it's now more than I believe.
Did you know, my heart would break?
Perhaps you'll make it somehow, but..
You're better than
PuppetYou all may see me as a person,Puppet10 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But I know there's something more to than just a person.
You all use me for whatever purpose.
Whether it's important or none of my business.
I fumble around just to get things done
And you, ALL OF YOU still have the right to reprimand me?!
HOW DARE YOU.
I DID ALL THE WORK AROUND HERE
WHILE YOU WORTHLESS SCRAPS OF STEEL
ARE STILL ABLE TO SCRATCH ME
WITH EDGES FULL OF RUST?!
I will be able to get you on your knees,
begging for mercy.
IridescentRainbow dropsIridescent16 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
on your painful thoughts
to color your world with an angels touch
uncovering a pure graceful hush.
Black BileBlack BileBlack Bile17 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
hollowed out dead trees line the social service office
inside and out
shattered glass workers with moving individually sculpted parts
a primordial leechy slug the size of a garbage can meanders around the halls
looking for bits of food and residue
the aged marble sentinels guard the floor below always watching never breathing
papers filled with wordplay
the ink collects on the page slowly becoming a single entity
a small black eye outlined with white
HelloHow do you do what you do when you do that thing you do?Hello16 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Excitement enlightens the frightened, super sizing horizons
Loneliness is only this big empty hole
Lovers discover a whole different world
Oceans, rivers, valleys and streams
Heaven on earth isn’t only a dream
Enticing this might be something worth fighting for
Amazing is crazy and lately crazy has been so much more
Vulnerable is the heart of the honorable in loves war
Encouragement lends courage to them in the tournament
Nourishment meant to flourish them earning it
Learning to live loving the lies in life is ludicrous
Yesterdays prophesy in today’s honesty is tomorrows mystery
Angels exist to protect us from misery
Nature persists to direct us differently
Generosity gives the gift of giving
Embers from the fire of love burn for an eternity
Luscious are the lips precious is the kiss
Saving sanity shouldn’t be an emergency
Emptiness wants to be filled in a hurry
Normally too much of the normal is boring
Where?35% "happiness"Where?1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Taking more in
Filled plastic inhibitions
I can't find you
I am still here
Where I've been
My tower of metal
It must be the end
As everyone has gone away
Broken like a limb
F5 returns no page
When everything breaks
Replacements cave away
Last a moment, no more
These things, not meant to stay
And I feel cold
Worn and old
Torn and broken
Three and seven - back again
Like when I told you
I think I'd told you
Forgetfulness isn't a luxury
It's now an exit, I can't get away
Dilute my poison
It runs through fibers
My eyes are lacerated
Inside veiny fractals
I guess I didn't tell you
I'm in a tower of aluminum
In my own sovereign crevice
And it grows without me