DewdropsDewdrops on blossoms,Dewdrops10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With beauty of day.
The darkness has lifted;
The fog faded away.
Moon mourns its loss
And continues descent,
While sun rises, triumphant,
Over devastated mess.
Mother Earth sobs,
Her eyes heavy with tears,
And they fall to the ground,
Just like all the past years.
The differences now are
Not that hard to spot,
Because the world has remembered
Even though we forgot.
The trees are all sad now,
And droop at their leisure.
The grass is all gold now,
But is nothing to treasure.
The wind has a moan now,
Both bitter and sweet.
And the water is still now,
With no drink and no eat.
Still, sun rises in glory
Over dying blue planet:
A mast on a flagship
With nobody to man it.
The darkness has lifted;
The fog faded away,
And there's dewdrops on blossoms,
Just like yesterday.
GuidanceGuidance.Guidance3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My father once told me that life is supposed to be a struggle
And that everyone has their own specific type of hustle.
Whether it be working in an office or stacking products on a shelf.
Naturally we all share the same aim of accumulating wealth.
He also told me that nothing is promised in this life time.
When you least expect it the man upstairs will throw you a life line.
Something or someone that will give you a reason to continue.
Awaken the hidden belief and talent that law dormant within you.
He then told me that happiness and success are short lived.
In time your name will both appear and disappear from life's shortlist.
At some point you will feel like the whole world is against you.
No matter what you do some people will just always resent you.
Accept their venomously kind words but never take them to heart.
The show must go on and no one else but you can play your part.
Lastly he said that you must find a balance between work and leisure
Because those priceless mome
DepressedSensing no rest, living in stress,Depressed2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
world feels down, depressed.
Life is a test, it can be messed,
the heart in chest goes into arrest.
Mind gets suppressed,
pain in chest has progressed.
Senses are deeply possessed,
breathing heavily repressed.
Simple being becomes a quest.
NOUS N'IRONS PAS...Nous n'irons pas au Pays Basque.NOUS N'IRONS PAS...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
C'est un flocon d'azur brassé de fer poli, qui tranche pierre et glace de son souffle bleuté. C'est une cour hantée de bâtiments perclus, où les ombres fleurissent en poussière compacte. Posée là d'un éclat sur le banc de béton, tu coupais l'air d'avril de ta pourpre enserrée. Un seul geste qui double, un écho qui s'abîme, penché dans mes pensées d'Atlantique et de sable Et je me noie encore, visage de vallons pleurant de l'or sauvage, dans la coupe d'eau pure où mon cur s'est penché.
C'est une hésitation, et la peur d'être soi, qui lie la chair d'acier tel qu'en l'esprit le cur ; comme une valse grise qui se voyait en vert, comme une mer tranquille qui vaquait aux abysses. Tandis que nos curs vides débordent de lumière, les lunes révolues ploien
EternityI feel I have known you for ages,Eternity2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I have known you since the dawn of time,
no need to ask wise sages,
no use in changing this rhyme.
There is but a light in all of us.
We all are just one all-embracing dream,
so why is the world in such a mess,
and all of us ready to scream?
Is it that we do not feel the eternity?
We do not know where to belong?
Giving up our own purity,
for power and money we long!
Finding a soul like you is a lasting joy;
you, so free and willing to fly to stars.
In your eyes I see a little boy,
I wish I could heal all your burning scars.
May I ask for your lovely hand?
Will you let me hug you tight?
I want you to finally understand...
you are my knight, and everlasting light...
Two second-language poems"Perché, dolce metà della mia anima, mi perseguitano nell'ombra della notte?Two second-language poems4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tu vieni a me con il profumo dei gelsomini, dei gelsomini e Bergamotte;
E quando tu mi lasci,
Piango, e sono sfasci "
"Why, sweetest half of my soul, do you haunt me in the shade of the night?
You come to me with the fragrance of jasmine, of jasmine and bergamots;
And when you leave me,
I weep, and am broken."
"Dans mes rêves, j'ai vu un visage
trop beau, parfait comme un mirage.
Dans l'obscurité, je l'ai rencontré
comme si par l'univers orchestré."
"In my dreams, I saw a face
too beautiful, perfect as a mirage.
In the darkness, I have met her
as if orchestrated by the universe."
I wish for youI wish I could make things betterI wish for you7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I wish things weren't so bad
I wish that we could be together
without ruining everything we had
I wish the sun shone longer
I wish people were kind
I wish I knew that this was real
and not all in my mind
I wish that I was stronger
I wish you hadn't lied
I wish that I could voice these thoughts
that make me want to hide
I wish I could accept this
I wish things weren't so hard
I wish my family were perfect
like everyone thinks they are
I wish that life was sturdy
I wish we never fought
I wish I could just run away
and not worry about getting caught
I wish I didn't love you
I wish you didn't care
I wish that everytime I cried
you weren't whispering in my hair
I wish that I was perfect
I wish you never frowned
I wish that I had no regrets
to forever hold me down
I wish she'd just get over you
I wish that life were fair
I wish you wouldn't sing me songs
and let me braid your hair
I wish that I was smarter
I wish that I could trust
I wish that I could wish f
Rest In PeaceRest In PeaceRest In Peace5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By Stephen Funk
I look at the pictures.
the people that I once knew.
So many have died,
so many have left us behind.
We only can wait for our turn in line,
and enjoy what little time we have left.
I miss talking to them,
I miss hearing the important and trivial things.
The loss of friends is a tragic thing,
so love them like it's your last day,
cherish them like it's their last moments.
Blessed are those who cherish friendship,
and may they forever live in happiness.
Never forget them,
as they will never forget you.
Shizukesa:  - Sakura's SharinganSasori's face of confusion was met with a cheeky grin by the pink haired medic.Shizukesa:  - Sakura's Sharingan1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Uchiha...?” he questioned silkily, glaring at the destroyer of his prized puppet. A hundred feet of hand-sized stone fragments stuck up out of a black sea of iron sand before him.
“Not yet.” Sakura sassed, straightening herself to stand at her full height and cracking her knuckles.
The red haired child narrowed his eyes and ruffled his hands in a blur of motion. The clouded black Akatsuki cloak fell away, revealing a hollow stomach filled with some kind of metal coil and a pair of wing-like structures with blades instead of feathers.
Sakura reappeared behind said wings, artistically evading all of the blades that swung at her. Cocking back a fist, she swung with the force of a falling mountain at Sasori's back.
Almost too quickly to see, the metal in his stomach uncoiled, shooting like a striking snake into a rock near Chiyo. Sakura's fist met empty air as he was pulled at jarring s
Willow WeepingBow your long limbs to me.Willow Weeping8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bow to me your long limbs,
tuck me cleanly to your bosom.
Hold me with those long spidery limbs.
Weep for me your thin dewy leaves.
Weep your thin dewy leaves for me,
so they dance in the net of the smooth sea breeze.
Swirl around in a flourish of green stars.
Be the willow with your long thin limbs.
Be, with your long thin limbs, the willow
that cries in solitude the crisped green leaves.
And weeping, holds me to the bosom of your bowed form.
To A LightDon't cry.To A Light8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Even in the eyes of people that you may have forgotten
You live as the lone star that graced the darkness
Whose light travelled far, and will keep shining
Who will keep fighting to illuminate the shadows...
And even if you did lose, even if you did fall - deep
Into the eternal memories of each soul that beheld you
Into the warm embrace of the people that are waiting to
Welcome you Home the place where all lights belong
In the eyes of the people you have forgotten
You are, and will always be
The brilliant star that graced the darkness
Cherry Trees Never CryBetween the walls of this room,Cherry Trees Never Cry5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
under these sheets, we blossom
just like cherry flowers in Spring,
a moment of glory, then we wither.
Nothing lasts forever, darling,
we watch as we shed petals
and our green turns to ashes,
blown away, scattered by wind.
Look forward to the next time
we'll shily undress once again;
we're constantly changing
but we're always the same.
Strangle Me.Wrap your hands,Strangle Me.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Around my neck,
Down to my knees,
Mush my mouth,
Tell me that you love me,
Make me fall.
Bruise me as I bawl,
Just love me.
Tie me up,
Throw me down.
Just hurt me,
I can't breathe.
Science LessonScience LessonScience Lesson6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Newton invented the apple,
When gravity fell on his head,
Einstein invented relatives,
So my Science teacher said.
Marconi invented a type of cheese,
And Nobel invented the prize,
And Ricketts invented knobbly knees,
(My teacher never lies).
Archimedes invented the over-full bath,
And Tycho invented the stars,
Hancock invented a jolly good laugh,*
And Holst invented Mars.
Armstrong invented the footprint,
Flasher invented the Moon,
Diversion invented the fork in the road,
And a rich man, the silver spoon.
Singer invented the microphone,
And Bodgett, the wobbly shelf,
Bell invented the dog (and bone),**
Doctor Who invented himself.
Curie invented a really hot food,
Travel invented the coach,
Dart invented the poison arrow,
And survival invented the roach.
There endeth our lesson in Science,
Every word, I'm told, is true,
But don't rest on me for reliance,
For learning is up to you.
**"Dog and bone" is cockney rhyming slang for 'phone (telephone)
*Tony Hancock was a
Through The WoodShe appeared through the drooping branches of the Weeping Willow,Through The Wood5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By the stream on the deep wood edge,
Her face shone with purity and innocence,
And her slender shape cast delicate shadows from the hot sun above.
Time stood still whenever she walked passed,
And her soft skin became the dreams of butterflies and besotted men!
(31st May 2009)
NumbWho ever said that painNumb5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is preferable to being numb?
What's the point
of knowing that you're still alive,
if all you ever think of
is when the misery will end?
If all that your heart desires,
and all you really need,
is everything and anything
that shall forever remain
just out of reach?
I would give nearly anything,
for even just a while
to trade this inescapable pain
for being numb.
A Thousand TimesSo here I go for the thousandth timeA Thousand Times2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bearing more bad news
It doesn't matter how hard I try
I know I'm going to lose
Looking back at my mistakes
Its hard not to laugh
Confusing everything I've ever known
With Everything I have
There's no excuse because all of the blame
Fits me like a glove
But it wont matter anyway
If I crush Everything I love
I cant say I'm not a typical guy
Always wanting more
Cherishing and holding
homesickiv. humid summer's nightshomesick2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
hide strange mysteries
that quickly turn into
autumn's closed cases.
iii. your hair spread across
my pillow like silken gold
flowing off a cumulonimbus,
your sighs filling the already
liquid atmosphere while my
incisors left heart shaped
tattoos in your flesh covered
my lips trailing burn marks
with the grain of your thighs:
winter's breath mingling with
ii. i buried in the temple
of your sanctuary every reason
why i would
trip, stumble, fall for you
to save what i treasured
the simplicity of your fingers
winding through my hair with delicate ease,
the scent of your autumn's-lovers-coffee
against your bright pink lips,
cinnamon flecks in your sage eyes
that followed my every movement.
i. all the while,
walking against the current,
against my conscience,
speaking without my brain,
just so i could live in
hate with myself,
only to hide
i love you