Hate the MankindDo you kindly remember us, Earth?Hate the Mankind4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are destroying you
We'll pollute you
for the ignorance
is not a sin
Would you kindly forgive us, Earth?
Mr. Evolution created the brain
for all this stupid junk
so blame him more than us
We are like city rabbits
annihilating the Eden, which could have been ours
if we hadn't been so greedy
As a part of this society, I despise the mankind
because I love you my dearest Earth!
10.04Sometimes I wonder, if I was10.046 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
beautiful but blue,
withered in the summer wind-
would I blend into the sky
like the clouds drifting between
the rays of sun-
or would I resemble the dark currents
in the night sea
bestowing the sailors with wonder and death
Dream againI live to dream againDream again1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
In colors orange, purple and grey
To feel the magic
Breathe in the ocean far away
To touch the sand
Let it slide through all my pores
Bathe in the wind
Grasp the strength of the Earth within my bones
Inside a million tiny sparks
Then dissolve into shards of light
Stir up the sea
Walk down a carpet made of shells
I dream to live
I live to dream again
#f8d6a0there is a#f8d6a01 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
happy peach-gold dimension
feeding the smiling
puffs off a blue cigarette,
even if shaded with a possible night.
a handful of geese
speak in their
the clouds here are a liquid carpet,
but without floorboards
and instead a lake
for aeroplanes to plunge.
I watch this all
happen outside the trampoline walls,
knowing i can still converse
with the sky
from this roofless top.
i speak with my eyes to the clouds,
laughing and laughing, off the sky.
30. Under the RainWhen it Rained30. Under the Rain2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hearing how the water fall
hits the roof
There has been many
who I don't know
to become lost
when it rained
They walk the path
and there is only one way
since it's too hot
when sun still shines
we'll get burned again
so then we are gone
when it rains
The Beauty of the Flight OneOh bird,The Beauty of the Flight One2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
oh how I envy you so
with your wings so delicate
but has the strength
to fight and navigate through
the ever pushing winds
your sharp and fine beak
an open even
the hardest of words and nuts
to provide the proper amount of food
for your beloved nest
You work so diligently
looking around for signs of danger
to later take flight
if it comes to that
but staying to fight
if your nest comes to harms way
Your call expresses many emotions
that I myself sometimes feel
the purtrid cry of sorrow
the beligerant screech of anger
the prepossessing song of love and content
Oh how I envy many things
of your careful, free life
I still know of the great dangers
that you constantly face
and I will always admire
how dutefully you deal
with all the troubles
that come with being a bird
SnowmanSnow falls.Snowman1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
Twigs in one hand,
Carrot in the other.
All in a hour or two.
They don't care.
They build their living snow.
Only to die of heatstroke the next day.
A Poem About the Sky, I Guessin the maybe-navy,A Poem About the Sky, I Guess4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
the perhaps-cotton wool
walks across the
sort of sun-lit sea field
almost like sheep,
in a way.
and if you squint your eyes
there is a chance the
mistocupus up there
is growing like roots on steroid,
do you think?
First DestinationRoses on and inFirst Destination4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
the lovely "vase"
in the field?
The kids and adults
their small "families"
That I wondered at my
The PackOn the hunt again.The Pack1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
The moon is full.
Meat on the run.
Fresh meat soon.
Thick bloody meat.
Laced with delicious fat.
All for the pack.
Meat for the young.
The first kill.
The pack is silent.
The pack is quick.
The pack is deadly.
The pack keeps going.
The little follow the older.
Only tracks are left.
apricot candyflossapricot candyflossapricot candyfloss3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
let go over the
criss-cross of blurred mountains
like the sun's balloon.
the amber of Apollo
looks through the
white, fluffy lies.
Sun Go AwaySun Go AwaySun Go Away4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sun, sun go away
don't come again another day
if you do, I declare
I'll destroy the atmosphere
Let UsletLet Us5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
through our eyes.
that we breathe
dance across skin.
before summer dies.
22. Mother NatureThe Rage of Mother Nature22. Mother Nature3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you feel the rage?
The mother Nature
is calling us
to come back and see
the powers she has got
She can divide our city
with one move
of her hands
which take the tectonic plates apart
and let the blood of the Earth flow freely
and we can just run
gardensAnd no one ever told megardens1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why flowers reach for the sun
As though earth itself
Were trying to catch it, to
Become just a bit closer
To that warm embrace
Why the water
Leaves the surface and
Comes back like tears from the sky
Like nature, crying
To bring life back into shriveled branches,
Crying, for fallen leaves,
Their brethren who returned to their roots,
Joined the earth again, and
Gave birth to gardens.
#e5eaeba curtain of seagull feathers#e5eaeb5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
rotating by the bedroom blue
just under the teenage tantrum
of a grey, near-to-tears storm.
Moon CycleRare pearl in the sky,Moon Cycle12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are ever-changing,
Eluding my grasp
As you dance
In your smiling arc
Around the world.
Like the tide,
My heart is overcome
By your gravitational pull;
my darkest nights of the soul.
All I can do
Is to watch
Until you come full circle.
The Little FellowsI bought a house to fill another's needs,The Little Fellows13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
just a simple little house to give them a shelter.
On an impulsive inspiration,
I also bought some food to go with the house.
Again, nothing fancy,
nothing that'd make a dent in my pocketbook,
just enough to provide them a meal.
Driving home through the snow,
I didn't dawdle,
My dinner was waiting,
and I had yet to give them my gift.
Once at home,
I stopped a moment in the snow,
then ran inside and cooked my meal,
took my seat by the fire,
and waited for my gift to be found.
It took a while,
but they soon came,
the little birds to make their claim,
and dislodging snow.
It was supposed to be spring,
but it still snowed,
delaying the birds from building their nests.
For that I felt sorry for the little fellows,
for with the snow they had no home.
Though free on wings,
they still suffer the weather.
The price of wings,
is that they're miserable, cold fellows in the snow.
NutritionWhat was once a tableNutrition17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
of sweet greens and succulent meats
has become a table
with things scraped off one's feet.
Soot litters everything,
and the flavour suffers deeply.
Not even the rats eat the scraps,
as they scurry about creepily.
My muscles burn and my mind weakens
as I choke down this unworthy gruel.
I feel like a pig at the slop bucket,
being whipped just to be extra cruel.
I remember when I could enjoy my food.
It had such a variation of taste.
Now with the new products released,
it reminds me of plastics and paste.
I try to eat the final forkful of this failure
with all the strength I can muster.
No condiment could save this meal,
not even the most flavourful mustard.
My senses can only perceive
a scent of gunpowder and salt.
I immediate vomit up my supper
and curse whoever I can find at fault.
My throat feels scratchy and dries
with the bile and acid that now rise.
What's the point of keeping these supplies
when he who eats it dies?
Astroanut, calling from Soilthe astronaut landedAstroanut, calling from Soil1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
on a nylon moon.
the walls of net allowed no entry
he had a frail bronze skin,
so had a suit of emerald.
and six twig legs were
state of the art, back on Soil.
a giant monster,
jeans and pink and t-shirt,
attacked him in sudden, accidental savagery.
now the astronaut is shutting down,
all in the name of letting a giant
get higher than he needed to.
Let's Reminisce Our MemoriesCome to the fields where the doves always sing!Let's Reminisce Our Memories2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come now and hear the joy that they bring!
They sing with their hearts as they dance in the sky.
They sing with each other as their young learn to fly.
Do you remember the fields where we used to play?
The fields where doves would sing every day.
We would often try to match their song.
And they often laughed as we sang along!
I know you haven’t forgotten that place.
I can tell, as I mention it, by the look on your face!
So, let’s return to the fields where the doves always sing!
And let’s embrace the joy that they bring!
They gave us such joy when we were so young.
I’ll bet they haven’t forgotten the song that we sung.
It’s our secret place where a bond was made.
This bond of friendship that will never fade.
RaritanDredge and discoverRaritan5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Elongating a pungent plume
Till it becomes a stagnant stain—
A colloidal suspension
Of insoluble shame;
Even after Mother’s magic,
And too viscous
Turbulence seizes it
By the jugular—
Grounding its caprice,
As it penetrates
Sun and MoonSun, the lady who walks the sky,Sun and Moon6 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
And whose rays warm the earth.
Her face is radiant and round,
And has hands of calm fires.
She walks with springtime wherever she goes.
Moon, the man who looms in the night,
His face glows an uncanny, mesmerizing allure.
His hair’s long and silver,
Shining with ornaments twinkling like diamonds.
His silver locks caress the lands below.