Final GoodbyesAs I stand on the edge staring down...
My hands bleed from the fence behind...
Lips contorted in a frown...
Hands holding what they will find...
Suns will set before I leave this place...
The waves below will thunder and roar...
Heart now dead will start to race...
This bloody rose will soar...
I've said my good byes to that past...
Mourned and tore myself apart...
Though I swore it would always last...
Deep down in my heart...
A piece of me will always love...
The one I leave this day...
Like the tainted bloody wings of a dove...
Recovered enough to fly away...
Her mate is dead but she must live on...
Forced by others in her chest...
Their hopes rest upon...
What choice she hopes is the best...
That cliff won't be my grave today...
Though a piece of my heart is there...
I'll cry in silent times to say...
Life just isn't fair...
But with tainted wings I must fly...
Another life is pushing me...
Giving up is now a lie...
As shining eyes will see...
I can't wallow forever in this dreadfu
I've ForgottenI've forgotten,I've Forgotten4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How it feels
To be loved.
A thing called joy.
All I remember
Is your backside
Is breaking up
Always like this?
Will I never get back my soul?
Everything but you.
You are still
In my memory.
You are there
In my memory.
Of everything I had lost.
PoetryAll the words I cannot say,Poetry8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Even though I'm not mute,
All the tears and fears I cry and hide,
everything I keep inside all comes out with one thing in mind,
PoetryYou, sitting therePoetry8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Me, writing here
You take a step into my domain
The easiest door is fragrant with cocaine
The hardest way is pain and suffering
Alive with sighing and weeping
As you string word
After hard-thought word
I wonder what your fuel could be
Could it be the sun or the constant sea?
Could it be the church or the state?
Could it be the start of endless debate?
Though I wish your words were about me
PoetryPeople say poetry must follow rules,Poetry7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It must ryhme,
it musthave certain sylables,
it must keep time.
Poetry should have hidden meaning,
That can only be found,
Between the lines.
Why can't people see,
that poetry can just be.
Not because of some rule,
is poetry beautiful.
That would be just cruel,
But because poetry is beauty put into words.
Le mirageConstant as a breeze:Le mirage4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
An amorphous horizon,
A dainty iris.
against the Marquisssometimes all you can loveagainst the Marquiss4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is that which destroys you
PoetryThere is something about poetryPoetry10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
that loosens the soul
it evokes strong feelings
it never gets old
it is pure emotion
feelings that do not waver
bottled up inside
waiting for the right paper
bright and cheerful
gloomy and sad
loving and tender
hateful and mad
it doesnt matter
whatever the mood
a poem can be found
that will fit the groove
that you cannot see
when reading greatness
that thing called poetry
Poetry is Not...Poetry is Not...10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Poetry is not a competition
to see whose voice can out-bellow
It is not the mock elevation of baristas,
waitresses, and coffee girls.
It is not referring to grown ass women as girls.
Poetry is not performance.
It is not the trapeze.
Not the spotlight, limelight,
or a long, harrowing limo ride.
It is not an intricate courting dance.
Not the irridescence of peacock tails
Poetry is not a cockfight.
It's not a dating service for the pretentious
Poetry will not stop war.
Will not feed the hungry.
Will not build homes from shoddy rhyme schemes.
Poetry will not score you any points
for the afterlife, nor with women.
If you are an asshole, no stack of verse
will hide that fact. Poetry in its artifice
will not deliver to you a happily ever after.
It will not glue your marriage.
It will not shield you from his drunken
misogynist fist. Even if he writes poetry.
Poetry is not an elixir or a tool.
It is decorative, like sheer linen curtains,
and that is all.
FriendlessFriendless3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I am so alone
With no seeds to be sown
No cards to be dealt
It sucked the way it felt
I am so lost with out you
Please give me a clue
To make it right
In your just sight
O but you don't care
No you wont share
On how to be your pale
Is it because i am so foul?
You have screwed me over
I don't know how you could get any lower
lease finish me
So you may be finally free
Self DefenseThere is a placeSelf Defense3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Inside my soul
A little girl
With a gaping hole.
The innocence I knew
So long ago
How I grew so cold
I do not know.
It's the child that wonders
Why we let people starve.
The pureness that ponders
Not with the head, but the heart.
She wonder's why we're so bad to each other
All the time.
She's the simple mind who can see past
The uselessness of our over-complex society.
She longs to love, to give.
Not to take nor thieve.
She's the one with the dreams,
Too young to doubt them.
She dreams of creating things
Building them up.
Not tearing them down.
She would to give you the world
If it would mend your frown.
She still seeks and hopes.
Loves and believes.
It's these scars that keep
Her under locks.
Buried beneath the years of thoughts
Bitterness dug it's hooks in me.
Hardened my heart,
Bloodied my feet.
Sometimes I think she still s
MasochistSticks and stonesMasochist4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
May break my bones
But still I breathe.
The stick pierces the flesh
Splintering what was
And so rock fills in the empty spot.
Sticks and stones
May break my bones
But I still survive.
Cuts and bruises
Are child's play.
They can't phase me of my pain.
DemonsDemons10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as i watch
and watch the hand so unwilling
i cant figure it out
but envy burns a hole in my heart
eats away at my mind
controls my thoughts
and i look on
and see you held so tight
and clench my fists
inside of me the monster that grows
but so tiny
to never whield its sword
i beat it time and time again
all to be reborn
a different shape
a different way
to burn inside of me
as i watch you held so tight
by the glory infront of me
the sight my eyes evade and watch
i must be overwhelmed
i cant stand to stand here
and breath this air you infect
and watch as my hopes
my demons inside
all fade away
in your arms so tight
this demon i make the choice
The Needle Tears a HoleBury the needle six foot deepThe Needle Tears a Hole3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Right into my cold dead skin
Push the plunger and let it release
Send in Euphoria
The track marks follow my downfall
I'm getting closer, inch by inch
Almost down to rock bottom
In this hole, full of gasoline
I try to climb back up
But, there is a catch
A match is stuck to my hip
It's the price of my next hit...
PoetryPoetry11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll take all my
Anger, sadness, joy, appreciation, observation
The metaphysical, the ethereal
And put it onto here.
Write black ribbons onto white paper
And unravel the sphere
Of flowing thoughts and clashing voices
The crashing of waves and the foam of the sea.
I think poetry in the shower
Poetry in my sleep
Poetry before and after I make a leap
I think poetry when I watch people dying
And when I hear children sighing
Poetry when I watch a machine
All in those monochrome films in history.
Though I feel it, I still don't know the words
Forming in my mouth but not coming out
Like tears that haven't been formed
They exist mentally, but pyschically it has no form.
I'll take this
And place it onto here
And if you stay very silent
You can hear the moving of gears
The heavenly spheres being the spark of electricity
Moving me, driving me into the ground
The silence resound.
And I'll take this
Emotion- this devastation, this reverberation
All that makes a human free
When we grew apartWhy do we change and drift away?When we grew apart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ever growing apart
I know it deep down in my heart
Things are done
Time to start anew
But I really still miss you
Why why why must we change
Can things stay the same?
Do you feel the strain?
Ripping us apart?
I feel like I am cheating on my heart
Was it real?
Were we the same?
The memories don't feel the same
When we grew apart
Guardian AngelGuardian AngelGuardian Angel5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's my job to protect you,
Mine to save you,
To keep you safe,
I try to help and you cry,
I fix that then things get worse,
I trap myself into lying,
But for you it's the best,
You'd never truly understand why,
I don't think anyone would,
Why would I risk my existence to protect yours?
It's rather quite simple why,
I love you,
And I cannot stand it,
To see an ounce of pain in your eyes,
The pain and misfortune,
I blame myself when it happens,
Cause the facts all point to the truth,
It is my entire fault,
If I had kept you in the dark,
Not told you,
Then everything would be like this had,
I can make you smile and laugh,
But that only makes up for when I've made you cry,
You say no one knows your pain,
When I wonder if you know mine?
I watch you flirt and enjoy a normal life,
When that's all I've ever wanted,
But ill never have
My life is yours,
Whether you know it or not,
I could not leave you if I wanted to or not.
But that's o
15-SuicideI committed suicide long ago,15-Suicide5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And, then I soon arrived in Hell.
When Satan asked if I'd like to see,
The life that had been planned out for me,
I smiled and laughed,
There wouldn't be much to see.
Then he switched on the screen,
And, as I looked on I began to cry.
Because what I saw,
Was the life I had meant to live,
This perfect life that had been awaiting me.
High school went by so quickly.
All those awkward years that had made me do this,
Didn't seem to have any meaning in my future.
I saw my father cry as he gave me away,
I saw my fiancé smile as he mouthed the words,
"I love you, darling."
I saw my beautiful children grow up,
And move away to college.
I saw myself laughing,
Happier than I'd ever felt.
We laughed and cried,
And went through both good and hard times.
My husband passed on,
We were so much in love we were as one,
And as he died I died, too.
Instead of dying the way I did,
I died so old and loved,
So warm in my bed.
Instead of dyeing at thirteen,
Instead of commit
Tell Me Your Story?All around me are stories,Tell Me Your Story?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I watch people write them with their foot steps.
Relive them with their mouths.
Confess them with there pens.
Real or imagined
Comic or tragic
We tell them all the same.
In time altered to be larger than life
Or hidden in the years that keep stacking.
Many just lost in translation.
I want to know them all.
My ears are greedy for the plots
Lived by my peers and ancestors.
I want to know how life has treated you.
The way a sunset is seen in your minds eye.
Feel love, loss, fear, joy through your words.
I want to live all the lives I was spared from, or deprived of.
I want to understand something other than myself.
Fill the gap that lies invariably between us. Of time, space and circumstance.
Lets spin a web of words,
Like a dream catcher.
We'll hang it over the world.
Then when we're all dead and gone we'll have our library.
Maybe then we'll understand what all this mess was about.
That God likes jigsaw puzzles
And I think
He gave us all a
SUPPOSED AMERICAN DREAMI remember living in the burbsSUPPOSED AMERICAN DREAM2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where neighbors would wave when you passed by
Where the grass is always green on every side
And every house looked the same
And in my tormented high school state
I'd still smile and wave
My fortune was told that there was no way but up
My future supposedly paved in gold
I was born into the richest country in the world
Blinded by my parents financial whispers and the burbs
Only to realize that poverty and the selfishness of others
Wouldn't hesitate to eat me alive
In hindsight I've learned over these years
That the things I own have ended up owning me
But learning as you grow won't pay off this financial debt
So I slave and live in fear like any other American
So this is the American Dream?
This is what every other country strives to deem?
What happened to Americans sticking together?
I thought we were all sisters and brothers
I wanted something better
Something more for myself
Than a dead-end job where I wouldn't get to apply myself
College is supposed to
I could. I would. I stood. I should. But I didn't.THE GIRL~I could. I would. I stood. I should. But I didn't.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
If I could bring down the moon for you
It'd be at your doorstep in a second
If I could feel love for you
I'd return the feelings you so beckoned
If I could be with you forever
Just so your life could be a little better,
I would try to make you smile
Just so you could be happy with me for a while
I would kiss you gently to sleep
And wipe your tears whenever you'd weep
I would wish for you to love me forever
Our love no one could ever sever
But I just stood.
I stood watching as you broke down
Feeling useless and vain
I stood as you cried at my feet
Feeling discomfort in your pain
I stood, pondering on walking away
Leaving nothing but ashes to remain
...Come to think of it, I should.
I should have not lost my muse
I should have said what i felt
I should have told you I loved you
And everything else that in my heart dwelt
I should have told you the saddest part of it all,
Was that my heart
A Sixpence On The TongueA sixpence for your troubles,A Sixpence On The Tongue3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cold pennies on the tongue,
Eight corpses lined in rows,
The night has just begun.
A blade pressed to soft skin,
Metal kissing your throat,
I press, you fall,
Red rain on muddy pavement.
In my pockets remorselessly lie,
Eighteen silver watch chains,
Complete with ticking face,
And five filled silken purses,
Covered in gaudy lace.
And for each of these small riches,
I repay you honestly in kind,
With a sixpence on your sorry, cold tongue,
Red, warm kisses,
And, last of all, a satin blanket of the night.
Stiff, cold, shapeless, mindless,
What need have you for beauty?
I should be mine and that is why
The night has just begun.
CourageCourage:Courage2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The moment for which we live.
Only thing that stands a chance.
Against the elements in life itself.
Though, it can be tough.
This thing called life.
But with you as my wife,
Things will be alright.
Some times are bad.
Others can be pleasant.
For which it matters,
I am always here through thick and thin.
Letting you know it will be alright.
Taking the world hand in hand,
Knowing this is our land.
The only way to take control.
Is not to be discouraged.
PerfectI've been waiting so long for those simple wordsPerfect3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To hear your voice addressing me
Your brown eyes finally looking into mine
I feel like I've been waiting for our start forever
Every time I caught you looking my way
I waited for you to talk to me
I waited every day.
The ice has officially been broken
And I can't wait to see where this goes
Because you're everything that I ever wanted
And every day my feelings continue to grow.
It's my turn now to be brave,
And I'm going to do everything I can to make you see
That I'm perfect for you
And you're perfect for me.
From: THY EXECUTIONIONER with loveOh sweet soul wherein my bitterness lies,From: THY EXECUTIONIONER with love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tarry still and suffer awhile.
Let a trail of red follow thee
As my deepest hatred beckon thee.
Stifle not thy tears o precious one,
For without it there is no joy to be won.
On bending knees come and beg my mercy,
For we both know from my anger you cannot flee.
Deny me not my heart's desire,
To see you drenched in bloody attire.
O you who my soul abhoreth,
Seeth not that thy executioner cometh.
With thy venomous tongue you have enslaved my soul,
And now to kill you, I will search the world.
I will hunt you down and relieve myself of thy presence.
And afterwards the world shall mourn your absence.
Goodbye my sweet and bitter love!
With bitterness, my sword shall rain from above.
With sweetness, I shall enjoy the work when it is done.
O what bitter-sweet fun!
When the earth is made drunk with thy blood,
And my anger has consumed me like a raging flood,
Then shall my revenge be accomplished
And my soul's deadly lover vanquished.