We accept the love we think we deserve.We accept the love we think we deserve.We accept the love we think we deserve.22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's as if we are trying to preserve the hurt. The strife, the pain, and the dirt.
We don't want to.
We hate to.
But inside we continue.
I hate my writing and artwork.
I hate that I hate it.
Compliments pour in left and right, yet all they do is bounce off my mind like keys on a typewriter.
Bouncing back into their original place.
Yet it's the one single comment that gets to you.
One out of a hundred saying that you could be better.
That you should be better.
That your apparent equal is better.
Even just seeing your greatest hero's worst work causes your hope to flee.
It drains you of motivation.
"I'll never achieve that" is all your brain can tell you.
All you see in yourself is shit, while others all see manure.
After a bit of refining, you could fertilize ideas and sprout new stories and dreams.
Yet, even with this knowledge, it doesn't register.
People don't seem to care in person.
It's only over a screen that you receive feedback.
Man With A GunMan With A Gun1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
So he found my wallet,
and gave it back to me.
My money was gone,
so I yelled at him.
Then he gave me his own money,
to replace the missing money,
so I punched him.
He apologized and I kicked him.
I hurt my foot kicking him,
I couldn’t walk home anymore,
so he offered me a cab ride home.
I put him through a window.
He kept me company all the way back,
while I screamed at him non-stop
for the duration of the trip.
Then when we got to my apartment,
he opened the door for me
and I shot him.
You have to understand, officer,
it’s the WAY he did it.
How The First Amendment is extremely important nowAmerica has gone downhill lately.How The First Amendment is extremely important now1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
I had faith in its system for years.
Now that I'm older, Congress wants to stop the wonderful fan works that my friends and I are doing.
All because they think we are copyright pirates and criminals.
But here is the truth, America:
They are the true criminals!
Supporting bills that makes job finding harder,
debating if we need more immigrants,
and what's even worse?
Congress is the reason why we might go into another pointless war!
Fanarts and fanfictions are part of the Right to the Freedom of Speech, is because it helps us young people find a voice in this world.
So please help us fight for our freedom.
Will you do this for us, your fellow Americans?
Poetry Session:I am....Poetry Session:I am....23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the kid in black, yet far from a emo.
Continue to anger me and it'll be wrath that you will know.
I am free spirit. I was once in chains,
but God released this so my freedom can reign.
I am a the opposite of my own race,
they hated my interests and considered me a disgrace.
I am more than just your typical teen.
You bastards call me edgy yet is that all you see?
I have heart as well, I know that is real.
Yet you call me a fool, think I don't that?
But if I am a fool then you're no more than a Nat,
I am also a monster, do you best to fear this fact.
She Loves WhipsShe Loves WhipsShe Loves Whips10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
by Tricia Pattinson
Cries from bondage
No, not at all
Diamonds and rubies
Streak the skin of the world
Licking and turning lights together
She loves whips
The party's not over
Tied up or in handle
They take turns tantalizing
Stripped to the soul
Trusting the other
Black light nourishing
Fueling their grooving
What of the judge and jury
They're all scheduled for her next party
Bitlets 142When it becomes obvious thatBitlets 14212 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
the testes are inside-out ovaries
and men and women don't have
the balls to agree to this,
it's time to ask them person by person
how we are more alike then we admit.
Bitlet 15My dad likes my hair longBitlet 1542 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
And so do I
I have to keep it longer than my sister’s
for some strange reason
DollMuted.Doll1 hour ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not another word.
Keep your voice,
Save your secrets.
Lie with the shadows.
Don't move away,
Stay as a something,
never a someone.
Be an object,
not a human.
Remembered as a tool,
A useless doll.
Bitlet 21You read sad thingsBitlet 2142 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
to make you sad
… then to feel better again?
Feelings are stupid
I wanna read something Hurt/Comfort now
reasons to retire my pens and pencilsi need to stop writing about lovereasons to retire my pens and pencils3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
when i’m not even in
and places i’ve never been
are still foreign to me
i need to stop writing about people i’ve never met
and those who have left me
i will stop getting angry
when i know it’s for the best
i need to stop writing about things
that aren’t coming back
i will accept the absence
and learn to deal with the consequences
i will learn to understand
this is what i need now
Bitlet 12Oh lovable alpha bitchBitlet 1242 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
why does everyone like you?
You’re spiteful and petty
Yet you draw people like moths to a flame
adviceget drunk on meadvice3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
cry yourself to sleep
get drunk on me
remember i’m not coming back
Of The Green and The BlackTrees.Of The Green and The Black3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is my land.
It is vast.
Fireflies are dancing.
Like golden dust.
Entities of light.
He is the Archlord.
His many arms.
Pierce through leaves.
Through the high ceiling.
Bark of ancient times.
Ensnared by vines.
A forest pure.
A realm of peace.
However, not unscathed.
There is blackness.
There are embers.
It is here.
Upon the soil.
There is ash.
So much ash.
From what once flourished.
I lower my hands.
And it falls through.
As I weep.
And it brought defilement.
Merciless and swift.
There was fire here.
Scorching my flesh.
Such bright fire.
Why did you come?
I couldn't save them.
I heard them cry.
I heard them cry for me.
Through black smoke.
Terror that will come again.
When the fire returns.
Whenever that may be.
However, there is more than death.
In this realm.
I rise and I gaze.
There is more green than black.
soul rhythmill close my eyessoul rhythm3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
ill float to another time
i feel the breeze
i feel them all around
i see faces
i see faces
they tell me things deep down
i already knew
can i listen to you
you have things to teach my soul
its wide open
and i know you wanna know
if i think these things too
so here is the door
ill show you my book
ill show you my life
if you show me your dreams
im not so alone
even if there just voices in my mind
ill be fine
you can come too
ill help you
i cant make you believe in what i see
but ill show you the way
ill take your breath away
so walk this way
feel the energy all around
breath in the
love exhale the hate
and know your fate
dont mask the feelings
to you find your soul in the rhythm
let go of your mind
and find you in the dark
blaze awaydarken my eyes its my disguiseblaze away4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
paint it black
or take it back
for some reason
i have found
a lonly little voice
stuck in my mind
he doesnt trust
he sees you
and he wants to be
a part of it all
but he doesnt know how to
escape who he is
and what hes done
then theres a booming
voice says youll get it all
they battle sparks fly
i fade in the back
oh and as i fly to a place of
i find a calm place
i see a human
who isnt caught up in it all
the era has caught up to them
they stay pure
life moves so fast
yet i feel im being pulled
in every direction
im lost and i feel a void
born with love
caught in a place
where broken is the thing
it slowly creeps
but here you are
like fresh from a dream
right out of the 70s
baby if i indulge
will you evaporate
like the others
am i asleep
and if i wake
will you still be here
life is zero
here we go
as i walk a dark winding road
all i ask for is some light
so im not alone
can i find peace in your soul
or do i starve m
SwirlThis two twined-breath:Swirl6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
a liquor-sweet satan stain
that has waited out ancients
to hiss back to life once more -
within us, the great electricity lives,
and we have been scattered amongst asteroids
for millennia, prowling and howling
like a spring-bright catastrophe,
primed for a perfect collision
of double human forms.
Perhaps before we were Tesla,
screaming with electrical epiphanies
and fading out in a haunted silence,
obscurity the sore that festered in our side.
Sappho and Anactoria, rose-thorned,
gnawed by the sea, drinking desperation
like wine. How many twirls have we taken
in this cosmic wash, the endless drape
of the fabric of time, knitting
our fates together, each atom smashed
to meaningless, fused in every sense.
I can wait for one more millisecond
as you take in eternity, drink
from the quaich of the universe
and stretch out your hand to begin
again the dance.
Our World at PlayOn a far distant dayOur World at Play6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
When one world does play
For love and joy not
Pain and Hate.
On that day I'd say
Oh what a way but
Come Let us Go!
To somewhere new and true
Or one could stay
and try it again
To learn to love and
laugh and play.
A Paradox of ThoughtsIt's not the choices we make that define us as who we are.A Paradox of Thoughts7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's who we are that defines the choices we make and eventually, who we'll become.
Days Whittle ByThe days whittle by faster and fasterDays Whittle By7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't help but realize that I'm wasting my life
I see each day past without meaning
Up and alert and its already four thirty
I slept too much and the day is gone
Clenching my teeth
This habit can't continue
Or one day I'll wake up and I'll be in my coffin
Regretfully taking a nap that will never end
EccentricityI once took a train through the great chasm of my mind and observed by own thought as if it was substantial, like a vapour.Eccentricity7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I danced across my cortex under the light from my eyes.
I saw total chaos re-arrange itself into idea, and plans and wishes taking form.
Having watched all of this, I came to one final, ultimate, and irrevocable conclusion.
Lifestyle TouristI'm a lifestyle tourist.Lifestyle Tourist8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
That doesn't mean I travel countries
from the richest to the poorest,
or that I trot the globe
like a horse wonders through the forest;
it's more like
i'm a simple "work and come home at 5 or 6",
i do my daily duties, make my usual trips,
the faces i run into completely apathetic,
they credit the coveted kinetic while copacetic,
they let it,
the quiet way to be,
while lively at the weekend
life means so much more to me.
So I try to be different,
arrange the strangest plans,
expand my sphere of comfort
until i hold it in my hands,
hands i wear as gloves upon the skin of someone else,
who watches from the fringes and recalls the show themselves;
no matter where i walk myself,
i'm only peering in,
upon a life i'll never know,
that knows me only as backdrop
where the screen is fabric thin,
that which I myself covet,
and you can bet,
what you'll hear
is stretched out
and pulled back
when you start to suspect
Antes que o meu corpo se fecheMãeAntes que o meu corpo se feche8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
a minha memória não chega
para o quanto eu me quero
lembrar de ti
dá-me um pouco
o teu abraço
a verdade clara
de como vês o mundo
antes que o meu corpo se feche
e com ele o meu olhar
pouco a pouco envenenado
eu estou sentado
na cama onde um dia
para que nunca
o possas ler
eu estou abrindo as minhas artérias
com estas mãos que toda a minha vida
arranharam a sombra das tuas
na escuridão do meu sangue
traz contigo a magnólia
a pedra inamovível
de morrermos os dois
no mesmo abraço
agora que a noite se apressa
e a cidade é um relâmpago
atravessando o meu sono
e tenho medo.
Fleeting MinuteTick tockFleeting Minute8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Counts down the last few seconds to a dying minute, and the birth of a whole new one.
That's all that time is to me now-
Waiting on the inevitable turn of the next.
Each new minute dawns and fades almost as unnoticed as the last. As time slowly progresses through the minutes to the next hour, you start paying more attention.
As though watching the clock more closely will keep this minute alive longer. As though somehow by sheer force of will you can prevent the minute from changing.
You'll try fruitlessly to prevent the minutes from counting away, all you want is to keep from the next hour. The hour you'll have to turn to her and hug her and kiss her like you'll never see her again. Because that's kind of how it feels.
But despite your best efforts to make the moment, the minute, last, life's inevitability has brought you to this moment. Through the minutes fading awa
Alex Through the Looking GlassPreserve me as I am:Alex Through the Looking Glass8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Alex at the sink with the toothbrush,
Alex afraid of bad breath
whose favorite pasttime is chocolate,
whose toothpaste sits stained in the sink,
chocolate-stained eggshell teeth.
Alex: the picture of innocence
demanding to be called "woman."
I'm sure as hell no girl,
but what kind of woman
has never known death?
I'll tell you that one special breakup was like
burying my best friend,
but I am a student and a poet.
"Like" is a pole used to prod:
as close as I can get.
Icons are dying and dead:
Mandela, Angelou, Robin Williams and all the rest.
Dead like my great-grandma,
and still just as dead
as that boy from ninth-grade social studies class.
Dead like a near-death experience
that brushed me but I am still here and living.
What about my childhood friends,
my parents, my lovers, my X's,
my professors and my favorite poets?
Alex getting older, wiser, and much happier
because a couple years of adolescence and she fears death no longer.
Alex Through the Looking Glass: a