naught but to dreamStars cluster at my window,naught but to dream1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
They watch me lay back
Trying to sleep off the pain -
I want naught but to dream
Of your eyes once more.
Morphine to my mind
Crystallized over hours
Watching wind swept clouds.
Weary, windswept -
Just let me lay back;
I want naught but to dream
Of your eyes once more.
Easy MelodyThere is solaceEasy Melody3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
in the empty spaces of existence,
but those are few and far between.
That’s what I used to think,
but there’s a fine line
between company and chaos.
It seems either the walls scream
or I am lonely.
What I need is a medium;
voices of monotone,
of reason, with no burden of my life
or their own,
just a nice easy melody.
A girl named Neon(poem)In a dark cruel worldA girl named Neon(poem)5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A girl was born into
She was gifted with many talents
Yet she was denied
She had a distinct look to her
Abnormal to her kind
A bright pink hue to her fur
Like a bright rose
She was consumed in grief
Afraid to be free
Her mother showed her the way
Now she's believes
Her name was Neon Rose
She is an Umbreon
Her light shines brightly
As she runs around in the night
Now she is loved
Never to be alone
Showing new confidence
That she has never known
Let her aurora shine
Showing the kindness within
Now she is loved
Like a StoneI saw you last night.Like a Stone3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And you were the sun.
But Icarus flew
I was a raging torrent
Like the sea.
And when he plummeted
He was a whistling stone.
I swallowed him whole.
AnteriormenteAbridle el cráneo, que fluya su sangreAnteriormente5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
de arriba a abajo, hacedlo, que muera,
pues sus gritos no le importan a nadie
si no queda escrito en papiros de seda.
Gritos en silencio por solitario,
pues haciendo algo malo
que se acerquen los iluminados
es gritar sin dar medio bocado.
Con el gesto en tu ceño destapado,
sin gorras, pañuelos o cabello
veo el centro de tu central de miedo:
tácito funcionamiento. Traumatizando.
Pues miras tú y yo ordeno
cuando en segundos fue al contrario
porque tú eres el hermano que no tengo
fundido en un estilo olvidado.
La sombra del cazador de sueños
que cobra vida mientras ando
se precipita en la alegre ponzoña
que rezuman los humanos.
Gritadme con los ojos, mirando,
y aunque pesen vuestros párpados,
seguiréis señalando. Dormitando.
Que se calle el fuego: apagadlo.
Reaching for the StarsThey told us to reach for the starsReaching for the Stars1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
without ever telling us what we were reaching for
because they thought we'd figure it out for ourselves.
The more we reached for the stars the more we realized what we were grasping at.
Desperately trying to hold in the palms of our hands
tiny pinpricks of hopeful light
against a backdrop of darkness
surrounded by the hopes of the others foolish enough
to try to touch something that was light-years away
and probably already dead for aeons.
We reached for something that had left us behind long ago,
we reached foolishly trying to touch space with small hands
that still coloured with crayons and hugged teddy bears at night.
We reached for the stars
without ever knowing how far away they were,
and when we finally realized how far they were
we were already lost in space,
or had figured it out early
and crashed back to earth in a fiery inferno of broken dreams.
See, they told us to reach for the stars so we'd k
AnonymousI’m sat here, trying to write out the words that I want to come out ever so much. Everything from how I feel and such, to how I miss your ever so soft touch.Anonymous2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I once knew that lovely feeling called “bliss”, one of the many things I miss, one of the many things you made me feel. All this sadness, all this hurt I’m trying to conceal. I don’t know if it’s working or if it’s not, maybe it’s all just for naught.
I know it’s pointless and I know I shouldn’t. But I still love you, even though you couldn’t.
I know I shouldn’t, and I know it’s pointless. But I still love you and it leaves me voiceless.
I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted to hear, I really am. I promise, I’ll do my best to make these feelings disappear.
- Not so yours truly,
Shadow and violet at five nights at freddys ch.1"I can't believe this.I thought this was all a game!"said violet as she look at freddys pizzeria."well it's real if it's base off the game."said shadow to his human girlfriend."Violet laugh at shadow nervously."c-come shadow.it's not real."she said."then why are you so nervous vivi?"shadow said with a smirk."I'm not!and I like to see you prove your point!"violet said."okay then.you at me sneak in tonight."said shadow."WHAT?!NOO WAY!!!!AND WHAT IF IT IS REAL?!?!I WANT TO LIVE MY LIFE NOT END IT!!!!!"violet said."you want to prove if this place was haunted.plus you the five nights at freddys expert."Shadow said.he was right.Violet had pass the whole game but the she had nightmares for weeks."well I guess your right but-"when she turn around shadow was running to g.u.n."race you to g.u.n!"hey!wait for me!"violet said running to shadow.Shadow and violet at five nights at freddys ch.12 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Wiersz Nr.18 MantraOstra krawędź, lśni kwawałek szkła.Wiersz Nr.18 Mantra3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Nagła wilgoć, czy to krew czy łza?
"Radość Przez Cierpienie", motto mi wykuli,
Na dnie mego serca, w świecie szklanej kuli.
Staram się poskładać losu swego części,
Z frustracji znów wbijam paznokcie w swe pięści.
Krzyki dławie w gardle, i tak nikt nie słucha,
W koło pełno ludzi, brak żywego ducha.
Pośród tej ciemności, tylko jedno słowo.
Twoje imię, szepcze wciąż na nowo.
Krótka mantra, źródło mojej siły,
Wiedzie mnie do światła, przez życia szlak zawiły.
Te lo ofrezcoPor el desierto de arbustos sedientosTe lo ofrezco4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
sigo el sendero abierto y confuso,
para en lugar de elegir a quien deseo,
volver donde el suelo nació muerto.
Y ver a estas gentes, que si fueron árboles,
perecieron hace mucho, enfermos,
muertos mentales que murieron antes
de ser engendrados de sus malditos padres.
Ni el aire ni el cielo aquí son puros,
pues sin Mercurio reinante en este ambiente
las mentes divagan cuando es oscuro
y aquí oscuras sus mentes son en constante bruno.
Como si fuese yo pequeño, enfrentado,
enfrentado a un todo unido de imperfectos,
como si hubiese sido el malo,
como si el mal fuese yo y mi parecer sosegado.
Porque tú me miras, ¿cierto?
Atendiendo a un acto descuidado,
congelando la imagen en el tiempo
para mofarte como siempre ha pasado.
. You know how I create art?. 5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Tears. Sweat. Blood.
‘Till my fingers bruise,
black and blue,
skin grazed, cracked and cut.
within these pencil marks.
I swear I try
to sleep at night
but it's hard to fight a Muse
when she grips you tight.
this is what I choose
(or did it choose me?)
I seal my soul in the space
between the lead and the paper grains.
No vigorous amount of
erasing can erase the faded weight,
the dents I make
on these pale
DrowningDrowning in sorrowDrowning19 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
So lonely I've become
The desperate despair of the grief I'm in
Letting the darkness and shadows win
Why oh why, do I feel this way
Oh little razor blade, come out to play
Memorized by the blood
Rising from my veins
So much self hatred , It's written across my skin
So much darkness, the shadows will win
The pain will forever be with me
Nothing in this world will set me free
Difficulties In Speech When An Outsider.Y'all can throw y'all's coats on the bed in the master bedroom.Difficulties In Speech When An Outsider.20 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But I always order Teriyaki with the proper pronunciation.
And Eunyuk has no 'k'.
There is something odd in the way Kelly "can" - Missouri?
Even if I spoke every language perfectly everyone would still know where I am from.
My English is very good (though perhaps not perfect) but it is that specific brand of English.
Shadow and violet at five nights at freddys ch.2"Come on violet I'll be with you the whole time."Shadow and violet were on top of the roof of freddys pizzeria ready to sneak in."I don't want to!I don't want to die!!!"said violet."Violet your a princess of your own planet with strong powers and your scared of robots?!"said shadow.Violet look down.Shadow sigh and pick up violet bridle style."look if it makes you feel better I'll carry you for awhile.okay?"said shadow smiling at his girlfriend."o-okay……but if you hear one scream we never come here again!got it?"said v in her boyfriend's arms."got it.come let's go."Shadow jump into a hole and they were in the pizzeria.they were in the bathroom."wow.this looks just like it does in the game."said violet hugging Shadow tight."so it's 1am.5 more hours.and were out."said shadow."well wait here until we hear something.if we do the well leave and never come back."said shadow sitting down still holding violet.Violet was scared and shaking.Shadow nuzzle her and rub her back.VioShadow and violet at five nights at freddys ch.22 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
PaleI wander through the faint gardens of my mind,Pale2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Looking for ways to calm my qualm.
I seize the knife within the oozed landscapes of my palm.
Blood! How I embrace thee with coveted prismatic passions.
The once known radiant spectrum has now become aphotic
Now bears the labyrinth within thy tarnished terrain.
This field for feelings is now obfuscated with thy pale gaze.
I ponder for the infertile rationale
As I jaunt towards the finale of this iridescent inertia.
All I see is a scarlet seam
At the chambers of my wrist,
Deflated with a spinal thrust of the dagger.
With elegance I hail thy fated purge,
Where Eden comes to perform my effulgent evasion.
My era within this confined corpse has bowed
And I hatch from the depths of my pearl.
I travel towards the clasping spectrum,
Where we once commemorate shattered skeletons
Will now radiate within this efflorescent endeavor.
Angelic Anthems once antiquated
Emerge everlastingly to revive our anima.
UntitledI am black shadow in the sunshine.Untitled2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
just a little spot in your shiny aura.
I am not a cute,little kind human.
maybe I am not even a human.
not who you think that I am.
you maybe think that you know what I am.
but you don't.
you think that I am beautiful,strong person like you.
but I am just a little dark shadow.
I can't feel love or anything like that.
I can feel only sad feelings.
lonely,fear and sadness.
those are my daily friends.
hoping that I would be some thing.
but I am not.
I am begging you.
THIS IS THE COLLABORATIONTHIS IS THE COLLABORATIONTHIS IS THE COLLABORATION3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
WE ARE FRIENDS HERE SO LEND ME YOUR EARS
IM HERE FOR YOU IN SPOKEN VOICE A CELEBRATION
HIBERNATION TIME FOR THIS THE NATION OF MINE
AS WE ALL COME TOGETHER IT’S OUR DESTINY
THE MEETING ROOM THE OBSERVATORY
THE WORLD WE LOOK UPON WE PULL IT DOWN WE BUILD IT UP
THE MASTERS CUP IS HALF FULL AGAIN THE POETRY OF A THOUSAND MEN
IMMORTAL WORDS WRITTEN IN THE SAND ON THE BACK OF HANDS
SCRIPTS AND SCROLLS ON TOILET ROLLS IN UNDERGROUNDS
WITH HIP HOP SOUNDS BEATS AND BREAKS ON BOATS ON LAKES
IN THESE SURROUNDING LANDS WHERE PAPER MEETS THE PEN
DANCING TOGETHER AND WHO KNOWS WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT
EVEN IF THE FIGHT AINT RIGHT WHATS IN ME TONIGHT
TURN THE PAGE JUMP ON THE STAGE AND FEEL THE RAGE
WORDS DEPICTING PAIN INFLICTING AND SPEAKING WITH DIFFERNT TONGUE
MUSICALLY AND LYRICALLY AS BIRDS ARE SINGING AND IM BRINGING YOU
INTO THIS ART FORM RISE UP TOGETHER AND WE
F for FailureRace along the lineF for Failure3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
a sober drunk test
or stamped on your report
is a big fat F.
F for failure.
F for fuck you and your individuality.
What teacher wants
is what teacher gets
one way or another.
It's illegal to beat a student.
Any hit, kick, slap
and into court they go.
But nobody says anything
about the emotional beating.
"It's all your fault."
"You can't blame it on being in the hospital."
"I don't care how sick you think you are, unless you're about to fall over and die, this needs to be turned in."
Then they give us scissors and glue guns
so you can do the visible yourself.
Write all your essays in your blood
and vomit up your projects.
And teacher gets what teacher wants.
And nobody goes to court.
It's all a race.
How many F's can you take with you
on the field trip to the grave.
But nobody asks
How few classes
mental beatings does it take
before someone trips on the line
goes to church with a bouquet made of school papers
that all say F.
The blood dripping f
Dr. W's cursed shadow documentaryhello I am Dr. john A W a few months ago I tried to gender bend the cursed shadow in order to weaken him he was a almost impossible to catch infact he merely surrendered himself confidently we put him in the most advance machine ever which even the most brilliant scientists would say could gender bend anything it was tube and around and above it was the machine I turned it on but he just gave me an evil smile it the machine tried to do its work but it was an utter failure I took a few samples of him like blood, hair,etc. but it turned out it was ultimately impossible he was in a way 100% male in other words even a female of basically the same biology would be impossible in every way I was furious he knew it the entire time even during the whole experiment he didn't say a word he didn't even breath he just stood there smiling at me mockingly and somehow I could feel so much fear I felt like heDr. W's cursed shadow documentary5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
was looking into my soul so... in conclusion he is still out there causing destruction a
But I dieWe’re dyingBut I die1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Nothing to stop us
No one to save us.
While everyone else
Is slowly joining in
The world stops
With everything within
Its withering atmosphere
Along with our sin
I don’t even know
Where to begin
But I die
To go by slow
While we sit here
Waiting to rot
Waiting for everything
To stop on the spot
As we wait
for the inevitable
Thieves become kings
The government falls
Along with all our
But I die
Are dying together
In a chain of death
All the good things
Have already left
Waiting to end
Waiting to be done
Trying to defend
Our half-dead world
Waiting to send
Our last goodbyes
Our last wishes
Our last kindness
To others within
Our big chain
But I die
Tea by the clockworkAs monotony builds,Tea by the clockwork4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
of making tea
is like a testimon,
no, an effigy
and my body
is an autometry
following this angular geometry...
apart from my head
and the metaphorical bell is ringing
or the alarm
but I'm not alarmed
it's just another break
in the same day
with nothing in between,
I know what I mean....
Hang on, the filter needs a clean.