New Eyes Looking OutNew Eyes Looking Out8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Fight for hardship altered,
to shun the regal power of Temptation
and block the circle's hold on Change.
Control keenly kept;
the diversity of Challenge won
over at last perhaps.
Heal a spirit burned by silence;
turn a hand to head the sign of Passion
consumed and tormenting inwards.
Question stability bound in wealth;
the onyx eagerly awaits new Life
while trussed in silver.
Retribution twists within many patterns;
lease the house of tinder and ballast
to float a folded napkin showing Truth.
Fight for hardship altered,
for Freedom's leash extended and
the eyes of shaded pearl still electric.
Sweet ObsessionSweet Obsession8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My nights are filled with dreams of you,
holding hands as the sweet sun sets.
Heartbeats grow faster, but I slowly break,
these memories of you I will never be able to erase.
I weep from the inside out,
every teardrop counting every moment spent with you.
Nourishing them like a garden of roses,
as I long for you more and more with each passing day.
Never tell me it's just my imagination,
but your smile tells me that you're insecure.
You choke your pillow every night trying to hide the truth,
how much you need me too.
Just tell me that you're hurting,
and I'll find the strength within to save you.
I promise I'll keep you safe fro
Surreptitious FutureSurreptitious Future9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Disturbed by a smack to the belly,
my bitter rain from the cloud unburdened
stains the bedroom carpet.
Rushed to clear the wasted future
breathing no more sensitively than a tree
my husband breaks the band of marriage -
leaves the deranged existence.
He will not consider mortal pain,
my desire to please the eager mother inside:
my body curls to join the life on the floor.
Of carved paper, and caved stomach,
the pretty baby no longer intact,
hot water called for and senseless oblivion -
drifts beyond the shaded soul of pencil grey.
Gaining into a Better MindGaining into a Better Mind9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You do not hear do you,
the evil voice in the head
atop your own Atlas shoulders:
but those words and patterns
push to one edge
of your personal world
all of the good in you.
A hill to crest
and an open field
blooming with all-over white
more is better; open, greater.
The sun is large/rising.
Your skin glitters darkly,
avoiding sensual ecstasy:
Yes, you don't let them touch you,
but still, I see some portion -
a light breeze perhaps -
grazes an open-area -
the back of a hand.
Dark moody turbulence
rules in a sense-seeking brain -
sought in seclusion;
veins are for blood.
Subsistence on Old BonesSubsistence on Old Bones9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The cat claws
like a reptile on my back:
his name is anger;
I feed the flames
with a spoon,
screwing up my features:
closing off my my my mind:
cat scream -
piercing the night,
howling to the moon:
it is me
the fence is weak.
In tatters, my shirt glued
softly to my back,
I sweat in an alley
on my hands.
pouting in the dark:
Beginning Form - Yu bei shiBeginning Form - Yu bei shi9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Centre the Universe on this pin,
stand here at the head and stroke calm.
Imagine the Italian coastline,
fair and clear rolling water.
Focus on the distance inside,
hear the tranquillity of roses pearling awake.
Stand apart and empty, chaste serenity,
innocent purity concentrating on not thinking.
Stretch to see the first golden maroon leaves,
it's Autumn in your soul, rejuvenation approaches.
Organise the fortified structures within,
inhale twice slowly, and breathe for the first time.
Curve for the placidity of the lake,
no swords to hand to carve the legend in twain.
Prepare the warrior inside for leaving,
surround him in joy
RendezvousRendezvous9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's a deep-world in which I breathe,
right at the centre,
feeling the Earth,
breathing its life.
How quickly he revolves around me,
such speed as never seen;
this place is not haunted,
it just feels that way.
I can feel the eyes that watch me,
peering from corners
that I can't let exist,
this sphere is mine.
Control is what it should come to,
but I cannot see from where;
I doubt it will,
but I could be in danger.
I feel the throb through the floor.
I hear its breathing,
and in time, my own;
so I don't try to steal it away.
The light is black down in this centre,
but I see it perfectly;
the light is too dark to v
Meet the FamilyMeet the Family9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am a cold,
for my offspring:
spring has sprung -
giving me no return
for all my money
and hard-grunting effort.
What can you do
with dead-weight embryos? -
they cannot be eaten,
or placed in the freezer.
I am a handsome,
with a pair of daughters,
and a handsome son,
to take good care of.
I hide them all:
and her nails -
store them away.
They will soon learn to fly.
I am a quiet,
with a heart of softness,
and an eye without prejudice.
And I am the son they really wanted.
Seeking to Keep Some IllusionsSeeking to Keep Some Illusions9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Culture an aromatic soul,
like mould on a cheeseboard;
savour the narcotic inhalation of woman,
and prepare yourself for war.
Touch the brand against this spot,
encrust the skin, or flip a light switch;
bejewel her hair with onyx and light,
and hunger not to speak.
Bite down to break the strawberry surface,
the wild free pips, the subtle soft flesh dissolve;
serve required notice to lust,
the space is needed for firmer substance.
Thought CaveThought Cave9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Drinking from this convex dish of soup,
the spills and drips of thought from a mind so strong
belie whatever truth and knowledge once lived there.
Maybe she will never hurt me again,
never try to carve the wooden heart in me again,
or start the ache in my chest and belly.
The stark needles of a daydream prickle the moment,
twisting my thoughts into abstraction which will not leave
when I ask it.
This touch not felt is causing me so much damage,
and the mind inside my skull insists on sitting
while the sound of touching is too loud.
Why do you pretend?Why do you pretend?10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why do you pretend?
Tell you what's wrong...you must be joking
How can I show you truths you won't accept?
No they remain hidden no matter how I shout
You just pretend to be listening...
You think you're so clever, showing no emotion
But in reality, you show only weakness
You watch my lips part, but are deaf to the words
You still just pretend to be listening...
What will make you happy? What will cure the pain?
Will my silence be your sweet savior?
Trading friendship for a moments peace?
How can you pretend to be listening...
I'm sorry if my life is so boring to your's.
I'll stop my chatter to make you smile
Can you see me no
Same Random ThoughtsSame Random Thoughts10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I am again
doesnt matter if this is a trip
to the future or the past
is the same over and over again
The same thought comes and goes
in different versions appears
polluting my mind with inner tears
words and sentences that tells me the same
stucked in the same moment everyday
i want my head to flush away
The anxiety, the pain, comes to stay
wishing good things on me
but in the deep nest of me i know
that i never will reach them
My joy feeds itself from memories
because now i dont dare to risk myself
all the price that i had pay
all the tears washed away
Should i dare to risk again
i think not cos i already know the end
life isn't fairlife isn't fair9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Sometimes I feel
As though I'm dead
I can't do anything
I've reached an end
People hate me
No matter what I do
I don't want to live
My life is crud
Try being me
See how long you last
Think it's easy?
Kiss my ass
Course it's not
Don't be dumb
My life is sad
Never any fun
So leave me here
To rot and die
Happiness is hard to find
It can't be bought
Let me die in peace
No one to care
I don't want to live
Life isn't fair.
two weeks bid my farewell.two weeks bid my farewell.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
could i say?
i miss you
empty is my bed
blackets lay folded
neat and tidy
they have no more use
comfort has been lost
i long for it
the nights have gotten colder
like icy steel pressed against your
i toss and turn
there is nothing to stop my body
space takes your place
apathy for this sleep fills me
overwhelmed with loneliness?
rain knocks on my window pane
this proves to be my only company
breezes brush through my room
as if teasing and taunting me
reminding me of how you came
my pillows surround me
ScratchingScratching9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I scratch at
the wall I built
around my heart
your way in
the other side
to pull me
I leave behind
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
LastnightLastnight8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I tried to look beautiful for you last night
But you didn't even look my way
Maybe im just kidding myself again
I shouldn't be doing this anyways
I know that i'll always be hopeless
And i know that i'm hurting someone again
Why the hell am i so damn selfish
I haven't made up my mind since then
I'm still not sure what to do right now
When everyone's expecting something
I don't know what i want anymore
Maybe i don't want anything
Your eyes are so curious towards me
It confuses my heart again
I'll never know what to do
I don't know if you're just pretending
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