A Rest Well-DeservedA Rest Well-DeservedA Rest Well-Deserved3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ever at my side
Through whatever may come
In darkness and in light
From dawn until day is done
To honor and defend
With full heart and shining sword
We will love until the end
Our two hearts are one
But now we both grow weary
Of common men's careless deeds
They seldom think so clearly
So, finally, the thing we need
Is a long rest away from this crowd
And we will need it soon
For crying out loud
What Is The Opposite Of ''Victim''?If you looked at me twice, would I still look the same?What Is The Opposite Of ''Victim''?4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If I cut out the shadows that cloud in your eyes?
Or would typecasting time screw me over again?
I want to be human, I want to be real;
Could you ever see flesh and not circuits and steel?
Or is it in me that this prejudice lies?
I'm not even a joke, because no-one could care,
So it's not even funny, to make me ashamed.
You can't chase for a girl if the girl isn't there.
I'm a word in your ear and a mark on the page,
A shell of a smile in a cheat-sheet cage,
But no-one will look for the ghost in the frame.
In your eyes, I've no value unless I'm a whore,
And yet even that accolade you will deny.
And why should I ever want anything more?
If nobody wants me, then surely I'm safe:
No heartbeat, no feelings, no body, no face;
And I'll never be seen, so I don't need to hide.
So I'm stuck in the shadow of being myself,
And the answers you see over spirit and bone,
Because real girls dress up and get off of the shelf.
And how could I thin
Dandelions and DaisiesDandelions and DaisiesDandelions and Daisies5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How unfamiliar is the common soul
With the subject of botany?
When my eagle eye sees for miles around
But it sees only weeds?
Common souls grow up everywhere,
And every which way,
Under the sun
But they are merely dandelions,
Each and every one
Among the cluster you may find
A daisy or two somewhere
Pretty and fresh as the field around her,
But she hardly cares
She stands among the dandelions
As though they are more than weeds
How will the deluded mind understand its needs?
I fly like a leaf in the breeze
I don't have to heed
I kept my pace with the human race
And I know what I need
I need a long separation
Because I'm not their breed
Planet of the VampsIn a world ruled by vampiresPlanet of the Vamps5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All subjects are vessels
For blood, sweat, and tears
And they all walk in line
Content with their fears
Numb in the punctured
Space below their ear
The vampires dress
So fine each night
Proper dining attire
Make sure to stay articulate
To keep them saying, "Sire"
It's not so bad, it's common place
It's only blood, is that so dire?
Besides, that's just the way things are
And who really has the time
To give, and do their part
We're simply too fatigued
To begin to think to start
To carve and shape the wood
And drive it through their hearts
I AmWho am I?I Am1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A voiceless face.
An enigma among
the human race.
A perversion of God
Created through sin.
that should never have been.
I am the child
that parents forsake
when they find that I
am just a mistake.
I am the shame
in my father's eyes;
the reason for
my mother's sighs.
I am the hatred
that bubbles inside
the men and the women
who force me to hide.
But who are you,
to think you can say
that I'm a mistake
just because I am gay?
RevolutionI write the hazard, fluid wellRevolution1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Upon misdeed my mind doth dwell
Into the ancient fiery pit?
Alone, awaiting Judgment sit.
Destruction, pain and wrought asunder
I grimly bathe in Death’s dark wonder.
A thorny crown or laurel wreath
What comes to pass lies far beneath.
On tombs of hope our fears reside
But it is God who will decide.
Regardless of the spoken words
Both God’s and godless die in herds.
And in the tears of mother’s eyes
A helpless new-born baby cries.
Not for a cause, romance or gain
But bloodline’s bloody fruitless vein.
To listen to the fools on top
Whose folly knows not when to stop.
‘til cuts so deep revive the soul
And pain unites them with the whole.
Little Good Left (poem)Outfits colored green, marches in the streets.Little Good Left (poem)2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Ladies puckered over cheeks;
Whispering, "sucre mou vous êtes ici. Peace".
Flame of love devours. Memory forgets.
Twenty-million soldiers outlined,
In the margin of history.
Whether the speeches from politics,
Had swayed our minds to forget;
Twenty-million was more than our tries.
Father, you're wrong.
My dear, the past was horrible,
Let's spread our love entirely.
If we spread only this moral,
Then I'm sure separatist will tired.
. . . . Your heart: it's blackening.
After all said and done. . . .
The revival of Nazism rear again,
To those who seek nothing but revenge.
Will Never UnderstandWeeping, we are thrown into dark totality,Will Never Understand3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
scurrying to make what little is there our own.
Sewing within us a myth of permanence,
til our names are hewn into earth bound stone.
think beforenightmares dreamsthink before3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
anything for power
serves the potion
drink the hooch
screw the pooch
dwell on the edge
of a shrinking ledge
if you take your
freedom for granted
you better think before
you give it away
BurningTwisting the ring between your hands,Burning1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A lasting reminder of time's lost sands,
A failure that took your breath away,
A loss of five years and a single day.
She does not care about you, not anymore;
Attachment always leaves the puppets sore.
So why should you hold to the life you once led
When you know that the love you knew is dead?
So with a brandy in hand you watch the flames rise
As the women watch you with fire in their eyes.
And as huntresses hunt, wanting to die with dawn,
You turn off the light that once brightly shone.
And with the violet of twilight streaming through glass
You borrow a little peace from the hired class;
Only the highest of heels can mend a broken heart
By ripping and tearing the soul apart.
You think that you should call the one who broke you,
Tell her that you still think that she is your one true-
Despite the lies... and the swearing... and the men...
Then you remember that bands were never made to bend.
SO with a brandy in hand you watch the flames burn;
The Phoenix in ChainsOh in a world gone mad nothing stays the smame,The Phoenix in Chains1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Everywhere I look the flames burn in reverse,
Everyone I meet never quite stays sane,
Around the globe I hear the demons dance to every verse.
Tonight it's gettin' worse, but to say I hate it would be a lie,
The giants crumble and the mice seize control faster than you can blink,
Tonight the sheep hunt the wolves and oceans rain into the sky,
My luck ran out when I rolled the dice, now my heart beats in sync.
We spread our wings, no longer doomed to wander like drones,
Paupers overthrow kings, together we torch the throne,
Today we hunt every puppeteer, follow me and defeat your fear,
I'll help cut your strings and at last unfurl your wings.
Open your eyes after all these years and at last you'll see,
Learn to listen with your own ears and soon you'll dream like me,
In this time of doubt somehow we'll make it out,
Breathe free and learn to shout!
The drumbeat in our hearts is our only anthem,
Sick of politics, we charge with our shields b
Light A Signal FireI watched the world grow dark and the passion fade,Light A Signal Fire1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A fresh heartbeat sings color into the gray skies,
Scarlet hues breathe new life and erase every cold shade,
You'll see what this could be when we show them our battle cries.
So light a singal fire and let the smoke climb higher,
The scent of ashes will set us free as the order crashes,
Strike a lyre or get ready to light another pyre,
Sew up those gashes and charge once more as the lightning flashes.
Like the thunder overhead we soar where we once feared to tread,
Today we can take it all back just mind the flak,
See the opposition we have shred now the word we shall spread,
We strike at the crack of dawn to bid farewell to our world gone black.
We fight for every heart that bled and every soul that fled,
Somewhere between heaven and hell we found the key to rebel,
No time to lie in bed when victory is just ahead,
We will tear down ever cell and march to where the stars fell.
No more demons in our flow at last it's time to let go,
corporate mimepray freedomcorporate mime1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for this working slave
who dares ask pay
for what he gave
whose greatest crime
was selling time
Why?I stare into the deep blue sky,Why?1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And begin wondering why,
Why is our world so sad?
Why is our world so mad?
What’s so wrong with smelling the flowers?
And enjoying every one of our precious hours?
To end these silly and meaningless disputes,
And have a heart full of more delightful pursuits?
Why can’t we all befriend
And never seek the darkness again?
My Love~My dearMy Love~1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and stay near
for if you leave, I will be in sorrow
I love you great
you are my prayers
so don’t be late
don’t leaving me to despair
Let us touch
let us kiss
for I love you much
and let my heart miss
and let us be together cased
for we are forever laced
De bien sombres nuages!De bien sombres nuages.De bien sombres nuages!1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Anne, ma sœur, que voyez-vous venir?
Y va-t-il quelque bien en cet avenir?
L’horizon se couvre en nuages sombres.
Le bien peut-il venir de ces décombres?
Un djihadiste habillé de lâcheté
Décapite l’innocent ligoté :
Bien belle image en cette intolérance
D’un Islam qui se nourrit à outrance
De cet irrespect et mépris de Dieu.
Que tombent sur eux les forces des cieux!
(Les chœurs) :
Des nuages sombres et noirs, peuvent-ils
Annoncer un temps en plus beau? Plaît-il?
Ne reconnaît-on à ses fruits un arbre?
Est-on plus saint devant un mur de marbre?
Tous ces égorgeurs ont leurs commandites :
Pétrole et son opulence maudite.
Tous ces milliards d’Arabie statufient
Les religieux en leur idolâtrie.
Islam-Ébola en sa pourriture
Qui nous offre son dégoût en pâture.
Quand la foi se répand en un cancer,
En un crois-ou-meurt ancr
An Ode to PatriarchyI know a young idiot who fooledAn Ode to Patriarchy1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the media that man is who ruled-
but his wife did come swinging
and his head was ringing,
for his thoughts had been overruled.
Do Not Forget to Bow Your HeadDo not forget to bow your headDo Not Forget to Bow Your Head1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For gods false
And men dead
For those who live in worse weather
Or whipped to leather
Do not forget to bow your head
On false pretenses
On which you are lead
The boldest of sacrifice, a single second
To consider others
As false preachers beckon
Do not forget to bow your head
The lies you’re fed
Demons pay no mind to this thought
Your single second
Yet chaos is brought
Do not forget to bow your head
For gods false
And men dead
A single second, to save a millions lives
They will still suffer
Yet you still thrive
Synthetic Cyber MindI have my world before me.Synthetic Cyber Mind1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All i need to see.
My life is processed through optic fibre,
see with a 22 inch screen.
Download worlds and create a life,
with happiness an despair.
Emotions realer then those left behind,
with a corporeal body, alone in an office chair.
The internet is now my god.
I pay it homage every day.
MMOs, forums, Head bowed in worship.
Fingers relentless, tapping away.
Here I can be anyone.
Any gender, any job, anything, all day.
The outside world exists no longer.
My health withers slowly away.
Silicone chips create a synaptic sap.
It saps away what make me real.
Cyberspace, cyber-friends, cyber-love, cyber-sex
Reality is now surreal.
Unfocused eyes, silent thoughts.
Lost in the false promised land.
Running for an endless, far flung horizon.
Now no longer human.
It consumes my heart, devours my mind.
It eats away at the very soul.
This vampiric synthetic cybermind,
Shall soon consume us all.
I've met thousands of people.
Seen pictures of them all.
Avatars of a thou
Make a ChangeIs it just me or do you seeMake a Change1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
People's freedom dying in glee?
Do you not think it to be strange?
Why don't we work to make this change?
To every court I bring my plea
And offer these words in exchange:
"Wouldn't you rather to live free?
Why don't we work to make this change?"
You listen and yet you still flee.
There's no escape from this decree.
You might as well be trapped at sea.
Why don't we work to make this change?
There's knocking now, a count to three,
They're here to make me estrange.
Afraid I'll leave but only words:
"Why don't we work to make this change?"