Thought DistilledThe music changes.
The dam before a river of thought breaks.
Emotions, desires and dreams escape down onto yet another page.
A brush stroke on a virgin canvas.
Raindrops in an ocean, they hardly matter.
The things I keep in my heart and in my head are both fluid and concrete, the stones as well as the river. Some break down as boulders into sand, while others flow onward...
to where, I don't know...
360 Blind Eyes360° Blind Eyes360 Blind Eyes4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Those street corner pharmacies don't bother me...
cooking up that crack...
serving that black...
caramelizing those apples...
crystallizing that meth...
but at least it's not my kitchen...
He's Robin Hood...
on the level that Hollywood...
would be in contention...
terrorizing the scene...
mad scientist splicing the genes...
with killing machines...
but at least it's not my dimension...
They combine these positions...
with Columbine vision...
plus out-of-mind conditions...
lead to out-of-body renditions...
a suicidal homicide mission...
but at least it's not my decision...
and it's not my problem...
not my solution...
not my blood...
so it's not my ablution...
not my business...
not my institution...
it's not my crime...
so it's not my execution...
You know it's not my world...
these are not my people...
they are not my equals...
this is not my power...
this is not my evil...
this is not my chase...
they are not my steeples...
this is not my realm...
Eternal NightEvery night as I may sleep,Eternal Night6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I dream a dream I never weep
And rise above the mountain steep
Every night as I may sleep
In my rest is always warm
Your heart beat still the last thing heard
And though I wish this may never end
I dread the waking mornings rend
In my sleep you still are near
And every night your voice I hear
And seek as I eternal night
Yet scarred anew by dawning light
Reminiscing nights gone by
As I would lay near by your side
To have those nights forever more
I'd sacrifice dawns golden shore
Each night I taste eternal bliss
And feel again your burning kiss
Yet stolen each day by waking light
I long for you and eternal night
Broken HeartDo you love?Broken Heart8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Do you hate?
Do you stop to appreciate?
The feelings someone has for you?
The things that keep you from being blue?
Have you loved?
Have you lost?
Have you tried no matter what the cost?
Do you love her?
Does she love you?
Will you ever find out if it is true?
Have you loved while taking hate?
Is it she who doesn't appreciate?
Are you lost?
Are you confused?
Is it all leaving your heart bruised?
Is it real?
Is it faking?
Is it my heart that's slowly breaking?
Does it hurt?
Does it kill?
Does it make you never want to heal?
A broken heart is a great deal.
A broken heart may never heal.
SupermanSuperman sits aloneSuperman8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
His head in his hands -
The worlds slipping away...
Through my fingers like sand.
Always a crime being committed,
Im stopping all that I can stop.
Sure, I can go fast, but...
Im already giving all Ive got.
And what about the children,
All the homeless on the street?
The people with nowhere to go,
And not enough food to eat?
And wars are being fought...
Millions of miles away;
Too many lives being lost
Every single day...
Superman sits alone
A tear falling from his eye -
Nothings getting better,
No matter how hard I try.
This world is getting so heavy;
I... I can only do so much...
And sometimes, even Superman
Cannot do enough.
FamilyFamily is not something you are born intoFamily8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
family is people who LOVE you
who love you for you and expect nothing more than you
family is people who will hug you
who will hug you and cuddle you until you are smothered by love
family is more than blood and its more than friends
family is love and affection, hope and durability
family is those who you hold dearest to you, closest in your heart
A word with the windI yelled out to the seaA word with the wind5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
where the wind grasped my voice
dropped the words into the waves
where they plummeted down without noise
I took a step back and breathed hard
Filled my lungs with the salted air
Prepared for the next roar
Emptied out untill my vocal cords snapped
An angel settled behind me
Intrigued following the play
I asked him what he was doing
He told me 'lead the way'
I grasped the chain round my neck then said a prayer
Started walking without direction
The angel followed silently
Mused by my reaction
I ended up at a medieval tower
One not so big yet quite impressive
I recognized the place
The pinnacle of my trust in humanity
The angel put his hand on my shoulder
shook his head and then walked away
There I was , stuck with my head in the clouds
Whilst in reality I lay face flat on the curb
I screamed at the world
where the wind grasped my voice
dropped the words into the earth
where they plummeted down without noise
BrokenI cant breatheBroken10 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I want to but no air comes out
I want to speak but no words come out
Why do I feel... hurt?
I feel betray
I feel like love had forgotten me
Like God only help those who have love
My heart hurts
My heart feels like a thousand needles went through my chest
and now its bleeding slowly for me to die
Why when I try to move my hands to touch the ground I can't
Touch the ground
Just to know its still there
Just to know I am still alive
I feel like a broken doll
Shatter into pieces
Pieces all over the floor
With no one there to put me back together
Will fix me
No one will love me
No one will help me breath
not feel things that is real
not to even to tell me that Im alive
Battle for and of the HeartSometimes I cancel myself out,Battle for and of the Heart6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I fill my head with so much doubt.
I wish you could see the real me
Past these scars and insecurity.
I want to be your "one"
But I always seem to come undone
When I see your smiling face
I feel like the world's disgrace.
If only you would take that second glance
If only I could have that chance.
I would love you with all that I am
I would try to be worth a damn.
But at the same time I am so scared
What would happen if you really cared?
What exactly would you see
If you took the time to get to know me?
How could I ever be sure
That I was all you ever deserved?
I want to be more than I am
I don't know if you could understand
That I think you deserve so much more
So what am I here for?
Maybe I should just leave you alone
Hide away and remain unknown.
...The one thing I long for I will not let myself have
I'm scared, I'm nothing, why should I not be sad?
...I can't put myself out there because I am tired of being hurt
EclipseLaughter, love, and tearsEclipse7 years ago in Other More Like This
Dreams washed in fear
No one draws near
They are too afraid
Find a gun, bring your friends
It's another night to pretend
Pull them under the sand
Everyone's in a tin can
They are too afraid
To let it be said
Can you hear, can you let me know?
Am I too high, too low?
Don't you worry yourself
Run for your life
Don't fear the knife
How you see the world
Only effects how you say the word
If someone can see just a glimpse
It's all in an eclipse
Starshine won't find you
Day-glo won't guide you
Love won't love you
And neither will you
Freed of fetters
Tying the knot
Not for this lot
Seeing the eclipse
Just a glimpse
How can you win
When you don't begin?
Bathed in crimson
It's all eclipsed
But not in the night
But in the light
By the light
That shines upon
The broken one
look at the clouds todaywhen i met you, i stopped writing. i also stopped waking up to a face full of post it notes saying things like its bad luck to see the woman before the driving test, or my house smells like apple cider and bluebottles have eyes, or i've got static in my arms. i stopped feeling sorry and i stopped falling down the stairs. i noticed the stars at night could have a story and you could have taken the ocean and put it in your eyes. i also stopped writing.look at the clouds today7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
when i met you, i stopped trying to be a nice person and just was. when i met you, i discovered post it notes and then i couldn't use them. i realised my house was not just a picture of a house and that your silence is so loud and my loud is so quiet. when i met you, i stopped writing and i cut star shapes into my blanket because i couldn't reach the sky, even with a ladder.
when i met you, i traced the map of your bones and filled my hands with yours because i stopped writing. i also stopped walking backwards because i noticed that i coul
-Confessions of a Poet- i. I hide behind-Confessions of a Poet-5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
because, to be honest
I have a hard time
ii. My lips are ink stained,
because I'd rather
Falling Up.He said i love you,Falling Up.6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and sealed it with a kiss,
and you were falling.
He was your best friend, and would always love you back,
would hug you when you needed it, or gave you a little squeeze,
and you were falling.
You were falling up.
Up, up, up,
to the heavens, where joy was.
You were falling up,
where everything was for the better.
You were falling up,
and leaving everyone behind, except for him.
We all watched you fall away,
trying to be happy, for the friend we were loosing right in front of our eyes,
but didn't say anything, because you were falling up.
then he left.
and you fell a long way down,
crashing harder than ever.
and we lost you again, but this time, you weren't happy.
i'm sorry i didn't do anything.
Truth in TearsThere is always truth,Truth in Tears6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
To be found in tears
Truth of love,
When you are held near
Truth of excitement,
Laughter and pain
Truth of passion and desire,
Truth of strain
No tears are faked,
Although it may just astound,
All of us to find,
Just what they are cried about
Some are tears of joy,
Some are tears of shame,
They are cried when we cannot leave,
Cried when we cannot remain
There is always truth,
To be found in tears,
And in that crystal moment,
That truth becomes clear
It can be truth of innocence,
Or truth of a hard fight
It could be truth of hello,
Or truth of good-bye
There is truth in tears,
Because tears, we can't hide
They could be caused by the fears,
We all keep inside
That truth can be simply,
That you are trying to deny,
That you know, that we know,
That you have lied
jlp June 25, 2009
P o e t r yP o e t r y. verbP o e t r y5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
: The art of painting a picture with the most vivid of words. Exhibitionism, exaggeration--who knows which dirt roads we tread? It is a form of suicide and we are slowly killing ourselves from the inside out. It is when we can't think of enough words to express a single act of longing, or of lust and love--but are managed to be vomited up from the emptiness of our cores. It's the stench and sting of rotting eggshells under the souls of our feet as we plant our toes into the earth. An artist's vulnerability, their final act of desperation. Poet, turned poetry written in brain matter upon a crimson floor.--Ready for their close up.
broken heart.Confused and hurt i don't know what to do,broken heart.6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
pain from the inside, the only one who can stop it is you.
lying through life so i don't have to feel sad,
telling everyone frowning was just, "my bad."
i wish i could tell you, but it's far too late now,
i come up with plans but still don't know how,
i survive day by day,
not worrying about myself, just if others are okay.
i miss when we were perfect, when everything went well,
i miss your warm hands, proving right now,
that i shouldn't have hurt you
from the very start, i should have just waited,
so i wouldn't now have a broken heart.
PerfectionYou claim to love me but see me as an illusionPerfection9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A being of night you see in the full moon's light
I would still be able to fly to the stars if I was
Now I must leave while the courage remains
Don't try to find me I won't be the same
I could not be your dark haired perfection
You are all I have dreamed of in my heart
But now I must follow the wishes you show
Living in solitude you won't know where I am
While I fight the evils in my life on my own
This world is much too strange to me as it is
I could not be your crystal eyed perfection
I am not the one you wanted by your side
I can only try to become that unknown person
You'll remember me as the one that was never seen
A shadow passing through the realms of time
I know I'm not the way you want me to be
I could not be your imagined perfection
There is only one last day to be with you
Another memory to bury deep within my soul
The words I speak and the smile on the surface
Are lies that will never be discovered false
I never revealed the pa
FearWhat is fear exactly? an illusion of the mind?Fear11 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
a simple feeling felt when the future's hard to find?
I've heard of fears of spiders,snakes, and even death.
Some symptoms felt are quivers, and some shortness of breath.
But really, what is fear? No matter what its from?
I think that fear itself, is a fear of whats to come.
I find it really odd that fear's a fear itself.
If its a murderer in the night, or a spider on your shelf.
What happens if he shoots the gun? or the spider jumps at you?
What happens if you choose to run? or to kill it with a shoe?
Aren't these questions what makes us scared? What triggers fear inside?
I feel these feelings are the reason we have to run and hide.
Its simple yet it is complex, a spinning mind parade.
Is it possible to make these awful feelings fade?
Maybe yes, and maybe no, only time can tell.
But the fear of falling's not so bad, after you've gone and fell.
But then, the fear itself, is not what we so hate,
its the future that might change, that makes
My infernoI praise the dark lord as he welcomes me homeMy inferno7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the lillies round the door really have grown
they strangle the walls of this circular pit
as i may make my way through the arch way
the screams of the gluttons, layers down i can hear
the cruel laughs of harpies, causing their fear
but it is too the seventh ring i make my way
for there i must take root and stay
the sin that has lead me
into these elegant circles
was to simply take my life
i pass the liers, the sinners of the flesh
entwined together for eternity, for their foolish pleasures
the deceitful and the non beleivers
whom i should reside with if i had noot killed myself
they look upon me, envious
if only they knew
the reasons i am down here,
the reason is you