Take meTake me8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Take me to the darkest place in the sky
A place where I'm not afraid to die
Where no one can see us, take me far
We will be shining just like another star
Just take me...
Skewed GoodnessSkewed Goodness10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Infected by invalid praising
While capturing the stench of barbarians
Drinking the black blood of the good
"Pay me and you will receive Christ"
The wrong doing of the white
The corruption of the good
The endless maze to heaven
For the ones that tried
Crucify all the rich to end the stench
Endless falling, no way out
The loop worms are covering the cross
Invite to another to baptize and so to be blinded
The scripts of the book bring false hope
Killing all those who walk to forgive my heart
Submitting only to the true evil deep in my soul
To only wonder if that place is true in the skies
Confessing all the good in me for it does
No senseThis is a poemNo sense9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It makes no sense
I found on the the road a small sixpence
This poem makes absolutley no sense
At my house
We got a new fence
Didn't I tell you it made no sense?!
RainRain9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the rain falls down around me
The drops of water pierce my skin like glass
Cold like ice, but there I stand, inside my mind.
I go deeper into my thoughts,
I hear the rain, but no longer feel it.
Drowning in my memories.
Brought back to life, to the pouring rain, by a soft touch.
I am led back home to the warmth of my love.
He holds me in his arms.
And I am happy.
Happy with the rain falling down around me
without a goodbyethis is the last time.without a goodbye2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just empty space and time passing
I am at the other end of the room,
and you have opened all the windows
and doors to let yourself out.
The TrollThe Troll9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The troll rears its ugly head,
Drool slips from his tainted lips,
His tattered shirt, painted deep red,
Skulls dangling from his hips...
Deep green runs his blood,
Oily black hair,
Pupils brown, cloudly as mud,
Skeletons strewn about his lair...
All fear his daunting walk,
He trembles the Earth with his stone feet,
All are silenced at his viciferous talk,
None of the townspeople wish to meet...
I stand in front and behold,
Some call it blatant stupidity,
I call it being openly bold,
I fight for salvation and continuity...
I stand, clad in blinding armor,
Fearing no man... no monster,
Now a knight, but once a mere farmer,
levensleszuivel vergaat snellevensles4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
net als geliefde bezittingen
en onvoorwaardelijke liefde
teleurgestelde hoofden schudden
vaker dan dat de zon onder gaat
emoties komen en gaan
welke is nog betrouwbaar
dialogen zonder inhoud
ze lijken haast normaal
het treinverkeer ligt stil
laten we dan maar wachten
Coffee MugsCoffee Mugs9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's a man's world,
you can tell
from the dirty coffee mugs,
huddled together on the table.
The lone water bottle stands above them,
imposing, clear and tall, as its owner,
Her pregnant belly precedes her like a shield:
a neon sign flashing "here I am".
In the elevator, two people dare a smile
while they talk of things they know
no-one else cares about.
They wear glasses and awkward clothes.
In this place time hangs like tepid air,
which no fresh wind can ever disperse.
Eyes in the life of Roxanne-2Eyes in the life of Roxanne-28 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Eyes in the life of Roxanne
As I walked towards the gate after 5th period, art, I saw Nick was already there waiting for me. I greeted him by giving him a tight hug and a smile. He said he liked the look of the new café called, 'Demetris' so we headed there. As we walk hand in hand through the mall we pass TBC, who through me a scandalous look, 'Nick please tell me why you have been going out with this, thing, for eight months now. I admit you are a good looking guy and could well possibly be on Shalai's beautiful people list, you could do so muc
Just a Humble SuggestionJust a Humble Suggestion9 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I use to say
Give peace a chance
Can't we all just get along
That old song and dance
But it seems
It's a dead horse
Maybe we should let
Violence run it's course
Hope is lost
Peace let's forget
We've lost the game of life
So let's press reset!
Blow it up
That's what to do
The only way out of this
The world you know
Hey guess what, the continents
Are set to blow
Let's say hi
To judgement day
Blow it up and start from scratch
That's the best way
Perhaps the next
Will be worth this
Sure my thoughts
You might question
Make of it as you will
It's just a humble suggestion
Cinquains - A 5 minute Study-My WifeCinquains - A 5 minute Study7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Smiling Shushing Stunning Looking
Zany Greasy Gooey
Zesty Pepperoni Chewy
Quickly Season Ending
Snow Approaching Autumn Fading
Shades of DecemberWhite curtains of descending frostShades of December8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A cold sylvan day
I faced my shackled lord
Surrounded by tombstone's gray
Like moths during sapphire dusk
Fleeting, lackluster...memories flutter
Upon this glacial bed we lay
Once upon a December.
Moonless night and bitter cold
Obsidian sky against virginal white shower
Unshrouded offering at an icy temple
For a dark god to deflower
Tarnished key to a gilded lock
Butterfly kisses and his spectral whisper
Talons down a pallid back
That cold, dark December.
Luminous orbs waxed and waned
Ashen bodies in clandestine embrace
Smouldering hate eclipsed my agony
Raven tendrils, her dazzling face
Planning a LilyPlanning a Lily9 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
of each vernal bloom
B&WB&W9 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Before I wrote before the paper was completely white. Full of emptiness and of infinite possibilities. It had all the colors of the prism directed with light. The paper was waiting to be born. A pregnant thought getting ready for birth. But I choice to being the page with a black letter B. A black letter B. Now the page is no longer white. It began with the letter b. When I imprinted the white page with my first thought . It lost all of it possibilities. It was no longer white, now it was black surround with white. Black by definition is the absents of color. Black means empty. Nothing. So now my thoughts and imagination are empty. I am wr
RIAA means we all payRIAA means we all pay10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Burn, Baby, Burning!
Burn the chain stores!
Fat little men earning!
I am not yours!
Try to set the night on fire!
A and R, more like B and E!
Deciding the public desire!
ripping off you and me!
I have your mp3\'s,
I laugh at your case.
I burn with ease,
Smile in your face.
Music my erotica,
10 gigs, 20 gigs, 50 gigs more.
But not from Metallica,
That industry whore.
Lars gets but a drop,
Courtney knows the deal.
Twenty two ninety-nine a pop,
EMI knows how to steal.
A&M, MCA, Capitol,
Virgin, Elektra, Sony.
All they want is control,
All of them phony.
Mom and pop shops fall,
PhysicalFingertips touch youPhysical10 years ago in General More Like This
Like you touch my spirit
Fingernails strengthen touch
Like you strengthen my heart
Hands hold you close
Like your love binds me
Arms pull you near
Like your eyes, draw me in
Shoulders support you
Like you support my dreams
Chest pillows you
Like you buoy my hopes
Neck shelters you
Like you protect my love
Hair tickles you
Like you tease my eyes
Face confronts you
Like you challenge my mind
Ears hear you
Like you understand my mind
Waist anchors you
Like you hold me firm
Legs bring me to you
Like yours, wrap me close
Feet carry my body
Like your love carries my all
Skin laughs at your
OverseasOverseas10 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
US Army, stationed overseas,
my only home, my memories.
Looking back I, try to forget,
what we had been, we ever met.
Problem is, remembering is charm,
story is, reliving its harm.
My life has dealt many cards of grief,
from which I cannot seem to find relief.
How do you cope, when your dreams become steel,
how do you live, when apathy is real.
Uncomfortably numb, lost emotion,
improbably empty, no tears begin.
Everything seems so, illusionary,
undeniably my world fades away.
I Do It All Right"Why me?" Megan Voories asked, again.I Do It All Right10 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
"We've already been over this, blondie," I responded, sighing and slumping in my chair. "I pick people based on the harshness of what I think will happen to them. If I could save everyone I would." I picked my drink off the table in the commercial space station and took a chug, the action giving me time to organize my thoughts.
Since humanity had begun using its advanced space travel and tracking technology to its fullest, we had discovered most of the galaxy. Of course, after discovering this territory humans and all the other intelligent species within it began spreading out to new places. With t