Summer rain.Cement paved forests,Summer rain.3 weeks ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Rising heat like the seaweed in a swell
The smell of scorched earth, bathed in cold water
Warm droplets run across my shoulders
I needed a summer rain.
Maybe Life is Death...They say that the strong live on & the weak die young but what if it wasn't like that? What if death was just another form of life that we can't see? Maybe it might even be better then the lives we have now. Think about it, what if life was actually death? That would explain why we struggle with our individual realities everyday. What if the strong were actually the weak who refuse to move on from this lively death? And it's all because of fear, the fear of the unknown after death. But wait, if the strong fear the unknown, wouldn't that make them weak? And what about those we call weak? What if they were actually the strong? What if the strong minded weaklings knew about the world that awaits them after death and knew of the ways to get there? What if this world had a better life where no one gets hurt? What if the weak were the strong who moved on, while the strong are the weak who suffer till they bleed?Maybe Life is Death...1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Who knows maybe life is death and death is life but we wil
Raven's JourneyFire lies within darkest day,Raven's Journey2 weeks ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
An unspoken longing moon,
Deep waters circling clouded minds,
Drowning ache undertow,
Soul strings calling.
Sing your song,
Croaking though it may,
Hidden heart showing the way.
The FlyYou buzz around,The Fly1 month ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
observing the world in slow motion.
You are fast,
but here you are nothing.
You buzz around,
won't you ever get tired?
Its like you don't know,
how much you annoy me.
You buzz around,
but don't you ever wonder,
"why am I even here?"
You fly in circles,
and you are killed,
Are you okay with that?
Do you even know what you are?
You see the world like no one else,
your eyes are special,
and you are gifted to fly.
But your life is short.
Sooner or later,
you'll die anyway.
You spent your life breaking on to glass.
You flew around in circles,
and I have no idea how you got here.
you are lying dead by my window.
As your body turns to dust,
you wont be remembered.
Because flies are nothing.
You were an orphan,
and you got old,
trying to escape through my window.
RainI can hear the sound of rain against the window.Rain3 weeks ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The pitter patter pitter patter splash splash splash like a
Percussion unit in this fine orchestra of a stormy afternoon.
The clouds linger over the soaking grass,
Lightning adds it's visual effects to this fine arts spectacular while
Thunder claps along loudly to the beat.
The high and howling winds make a melody easy to follow along to,
As I step outside in my bare feet and dance to the music provided for me.
My hair is soaked and matted down,
My skin dripping in raid drops and sweat.
The cool air of the storm kisses the humidity of the typical summer weather creating this
Imbalance of temperatures.
My skin is sticking to itself,
But I don't feel overwhelmed by the heat,
Because the rain is pouring heavier and I'm kept comfortably cool.
Trees are losing their leaves in this weather.
The lightning picks up, and the thunder gets louder.
Maybe it's high time I went inside,
But whether or not I'm willing to oblige for my personal safety re
WolfSilhouetted against the moon,Wolf3 weeks ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I sat upon the hill and howled.
Howling, for there is no room
Left in my heart for you.
I howled as my heart depended on you.
My alpha wolf, my dearest love,
How will I run without you?
I do not know… I cannot know,
How to run the pack.
They will not answer to my call,
Only to yours are they sane.
I cannot control them, not without you,
For I am too human and weak.
I cannot go hunting,
My paws will not work,
For they are too tired and sad.
My heart is yearning, yearning for you.
My alpha wolf, my leader…
Wolf PackWolf PackWolf Pack3 weeks ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Hunts a child
They don’t know what
Quite a lot
Quite a lot
Of meat to eat
On a child
Is it sweet?
But this child
They don’t seek to harm
But this child
Summons them by charm
They love her
As she loves them
They keep her
By their side in the den
Loves this Child