YouA dance with emotion
A glass full of joy
When I look at you
The world seems to slow
How your lips move the certain way they do
How your eyes glisten the certain way they do
Apart from the rest and yourself you have always been
Never one to conform to the popular trend
And that is what I oh so love about you
How you aren't afraid to be you
How you don't care what anyone else thinks
Because in the end, what matters is what YOU think
And that makes me think worlds of you
You, this person of immense inspiration
A person who makes me feel like I can do anything
But you aren't a super hero
You are you, and I would ask for you no oth
profoundI wanna write something profoundprofound4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That Ill say
Of my life
Till I find you
I wanna hear some really new sound
Cos I dont
With the blues
Not something I can use
Give me the sound of
The troubles of the earth
Lets have some meaning
Here with us right now
It dont have to be
To wordy or special
I wanna think something profound
That Ill know
Of my life
Till Im with you
We got it here in the sunshine
Dont you wait
With your mate
Cos they love you
I wanna hear some really raw sound
CosmosisWe are the galaxies for which uniform life createdCosmosis4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
unabashed and unbiased through nature we thrive
our ancestry lost through spoken word we live
and oaken throne for all to sit
we stare up into skies and wonder
if wonders were told so eloquently as such
and as ours so beautiful, matching us in the sky
and in the dimensions behind space we search
The being there sits, waits for our contact
knowing one day we will break through
speaking in a universal language
but yet one so eerie to the ear
A step beyond the horizon the colors mend
a glance beyond even horizon where light bends
a pull so great and a mind so clear
LifeismsLifeismsLifeisms4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Life is learning to speak with you mouth shut.
Life is learning how to defy gravity.
Life is walking through the drive through and running up the down escalator
Life is trying to laugh while crying and choking on tears
Life is laughing at everything, no matter how stupid
Life is expecting the unexpected
Life is horrible for a perfectionist
Life is public humiliation for the world to see
Life is a romantic comedy with a tragic yet predictable ending
Life is not fair is a redundant statement
Life is destroying the old reality and making your own
Beauty in BaroqueIn the darknessBeauty in Baroque4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A love so dark
But oh love bequeath me
This feeling I have longed after for so long
Raven saturated locks ebbing and flowing with the wind
Starlight betraying the true nature of your beautiful hair
However raven like in the dark, but ever radiant in the day
A spring day
Lazily wandering through daisies, I watch you from afar
You know I am there, but you wait for me to make my move
And wasn't it you, love, who told me to make the first move?
The one who told me I was the one who had to engage you
Tell you how I feel
How the beauty of nature compliments your pretty face
And Lo! how you shine in
To Know the RavenessThe most autumn of beautiesTo Know the Raveness5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
'neath webs spun of love
under moonlight's cold prose
and warmth comfortably strung
Through countless long nights
of your breath I doth seek
And your raveness hair
dances down your pale cheeks
And Lo! how my heart skips
just to stare at you now
and to behold all your wonders
all your beauty and how
if by one way you found it in your heart to speak
to tell me I'm the one and who you'd like to keep
I would return the favor tenfold at least
For beauty's spun webs round hearts destined to weep
Alas here I stand, dumbfounded, in love
tugging heart strings and singing as a siren from above
These pale a
Lost her for good"My Dear, how long has it beenLost her for good5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
since the blackness took me away?
Too long has it been since I've gazed upon your pretty face.
To get lost again in your eyes would be a blessing.
How it must hurt you too to lose the person dearest to you.
But what did you say on that last day?
Was it something you meant?
Or was it something you know I wanted to hear?
Before you know it, I'll be back there again
By your side to hold your hand and embrace your love.
Alas my love, you cannot compare with the others
You are too lovely, too divine.
So take this letter and hold it dear
For it may very well be the last thing I say to you
I cannot forsee
Forever and a DayCrystalline tears beset your faceForever and a Day5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
falling down in elegant grace
sapphire pools of beauty strung neath
upon who's chest palpably heaves
The auburn locks cascade down your back
My fingers comb through you hair,and alas
Crying still, you look up into my eyes
Your ruby lips pucker and the fires ignite
I feel your bosom against my chest
concaving and convexing with every breath
Our lips entwined, our bodies close
Your hips are ones I bear the most
Your eyes turn back, afraid to see
Into my eyes, my confident gleam
You know the truth, it's in your heart
Neither of us wish to part
But in the sky there looms a sphere
ever drawing clo
StormriderLonely rangerStormrider5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
so deep in love
the sun above
through heat and rain
and darkened days
riding onward to see her face
Forever seemed like just a dream
such a passed tense ominous theme
but in threw fate, its moment of truth
and off he swept
at once, aloof
But still he dreams
as he rides on
never looking back
he knows it's gone
but still he rides
in the heat of the desert
in the blackened night
through rain and thunder he rides
her face an everlasting imprint in his eyes
he wishes for the day that he could reignite that fire
but until the day where his adventure is lost in stride
Under Black VeilA blackened sun as blackened rose pales under light's hot deathly poseUnder Black Veil5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Under maledict clouds and blackened shrouds she hides her pale white face to those
who judge her blindly only to find she has a heart made of pure gold
but in this heart, thats torn apart, she scars up to repel the vagabonds,cold
But in her eyes
there swim beautiful skies
reflecting oceans of emotion
In her beautiful way
she turns the darkest day
into the most magnificent dream
They couldn't see passed the utter macabre and beauty around her
all they could see was just pure black
And so, perhaps this is what she wanted people to view of her
as so to prevent an
Normality for the OutcastStop calling me close with insincere words,Normality for the Outcast4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
You surround me, say you want me to feel Welcome,
but I know the score.
I play along with your halfhearted lies,
feign a desire to sit With you
while all the while you forget Im there,
shunt me Out via inside jokes and pointless immaturity.
Youll never understand me and youll never bother to try
Because you only want me to act Normal
So you dont have to mention the undeniable fact that Im the lone wolf
Trailing the pack only because survival is easier that way,
And you can keep pretending youre not guilty
of making me Outcast.
Best In MeYou gave me a sprig of lavender,Best In Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and tucked it behind my ear.
You said I was the sweetest drug;
the most beautiful girl you'd ever seen.
The scent of love hung in the air,
and I fell head over heels
(for that wild summer romance)
You smelled like chlorine and the sun,
your smile warmed my body from my head to my toes
and made me feel brand new.
You spun me around and sang
Sinatra lyrics in my ear,
while people gave us dirty looks as we passed
(but we never cared)
You said you would give me the stars
and for once I was glad I wore my heart on my sleeve.
I truly thought we were going to last,
but I was always told I'm naï
God Exists Because I Say SoEvery time I get into a theological debate, the pro-God side says something to this effect: God only exists if you want Her to.God Exists Because I Say So4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
This argument is nothing. Sorry, it's not nothing; it's just pointing out the obvious.
Of course you will believe in something if you want to. It's simply a matter of prioritization. Say you don't want to be alone, more than you want to live in an enlightened state. You will create a God, who you can always talk to and thus never be alone, to avoid this loneliness. However, not everyone is willing to give in that easily.
The mistake that so many of the pro-God make is the assumption that the anti-God somehow does
Dear Aristocrat_I'm Back_Dear AristocratDear Aristocrat_I'm Back_4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So the Slum Rat
I guess I have to say this
Or else neither of us will
Though Im sure you know,
Im the one who needs to
open my eyes
And close my mouth
(Dont worry about my ears
If they werent open,
How would I respond to
I dont know why Im
Writing this way
A real letter would be
Doubt youll read this
Or write back
Sometimes I wonder why you
Stand me, Aristocrat
Sure, you tell me Im
The Best (a lot)
But you shouldnt
(You know why)
I hate to say this,
But were the
Life Like a PoemLife is like a poem,Life Like a Poem4 years ago in Open More Like This
Some people like it,
Some people hate it,
It can be ugly,
It can be beautiful,
It can be both,
It can be simple,
It can be complicated,
It has feeling,
It expresses things,
Its whole purpose isn't expressed in its words, alone,
It can be studied,
Its whole meaning is up to the one dealing with it,
It can change in an instant,
It can tell the beholders about themselves,
It always ends.
Not TodayIt's hard to talk about somethingNot Today4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When your tongue keeps taking tumbles
And your mind keeps going numb,
Gumming up the works
Filling up your head with sand
As you go
And there goes the tangent again.
A thought that slips and slides
Like a fish through water
Or a bird through air.
I'll catch it one day.
Know what to say.
Know how to broach the subject to myself.
But not today.
Today it slips away
The Existence of EvilIn this point in time, in our world, there are hundreds and perhaps thousands of movies portraying the classic good versus evil struggle. But as I ponder on it, I start to wonder, is evil even real? Or is it a man-made concept?The Existence of Evil4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Let us look at a few points. We basically look at these things as evil: Murder,lying, rape, theft, and dishonesty.
If you narrow it down even more, it comes down to Murder and Dishonesty, because rape is a kind of theft (taking without consent) and theft and lying are kinds of dishonesty. But if you look at it even more abstractly, you see that we all do bad things. To kill someone is, according to society, a very ba
Education for All For many, education is the keystone of a successful life, but not everyone learns alike. Since everyone learns differently, this spectrum of ways to learn should be a tool in the arsenal of education. Since everyone learns differently, teachers should teach differently; different styles of teaching should be embraced. Since everyone learns differently, there should be multiple paces of learning, more of a hill than steps, five or seven paces of class. Since everyone learns differently, everyone should learn differently.Education for All4 years ago in Editorial More Like This
There are numerous learning style inventories one can take, and numerous outcomes on each inventory. One standardized for
RememberRememberRemember4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ive found my greatest fear
Its being forgotten
No, not like meeting someone for one minute and
Being afraid they wont remember me later
Its not being remembered at all
Im afraid of not existing
I dont want to be just ash and dust
No way Ill make history
Can the common person be known?
I dont want to be famous
But can you receive one
Without the other?
Can I be a shadow
With something that lasts?
No, I dont want light
Lime colored, spotted, or other wise
I want to show someone
How it was
Finding my life story
I guess its
Drink'n it DownGlub Glub.Drink'n it Down4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Drink it down.
Gin and Rum
Beer and wine
Loss comes in many flavors.
We come in many flavors.
Life - It drinks us down.
HomecomingFor thousands of years, we've lived on this sphereHomecoming4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We have live and loved, and spread hate and fear
But who here knows where life first derived
Could it be that our ancestry is inscribed
In ancient ruins and buildings and wonders
Whose riches and secrets our scientists plunder
Is it so possible that a long time ago
Space goers from another world bestowed
Everyone here with a heritage unknown
But by looking to the stars we can see where they've flown
Perhaps it is imagination that drives us
Or an essence of truth that we arrive thus
With these theories and ideas they must have been once imagined
Or based on truth of things that di
Wish I CouldI wish I could give you my eyesWish I Could4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because without you I can't see through the tears
I wish I could give you my lips
Because without you I choke on every word
I wish I could give you my heart
Because without you it's broken
I wish I could give you my might
Because without you I feel so weak
I wish I could give you my mind
Because without you I'll lose it anyway
And I wish I could give you my soul
Because without you it's torn and blackened
Love thy neighbour?God hates fags. 'Love thy neighbour' HAH!!! Why don't you take a closer look at the Bible before you talk shit!!!Love thy neighbour?4 years ago in Humor More Like This
It clearly says:
"Love thy straight neighbour."
...Idiots. Go back to primary school and learn to read.
Doing the LaundryIts not hard to wash a brainDoing the Laundry4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just rinse it then repeat
and soon the pesky stain
of logic you'll defeat!
First seperate your lights from darks!
Your coloreds from your whites!
Make sure you handle properly
the dull clothes and the brights.
Then put them in the washer
and watch them spin and spin!
(It never hurts to throw
a little moral bleaching in.)
Now put them throught the wringer
and hang them out to dry
and if your colors run
you can always have more dye.
The JourneyThe Journey each of us follows,The Journey4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
we don't think of it as one
For we live day to day in our society,
Doing what our culture demands of us.
School, work, taking care of family.
We think it dull, it's not as exciting as a story.
We don't go on adventures.
But maybe they would find that boring.
Imagine if it was the norm.
The thing our society expected from us.
I wish I could accept that
that it might be boring.
traveling, fighting, seeing the world;
could that really be boring?