About a boy,I could stand here forever alone in this rain
Counting the cloudbursts that fell over me
Arctic, Trickling down my spine.
I had this dream ,
That We faded in.. chasing cranes
Youd count them each time they hit the floor
And just stare as if a part of you had fallen apart.
(Always the Gray ones. )
I would hold your hand so tight, because I was afraid you would Really fall apart.
There we were, standing with fallen cranes.
After a while they turned black;
And Youd fade away.
Id close my eyes and pretend you were still there
See, I could never find you through these tears.
Ive imagined the way you would.
Youd wrap your arms around my mind,
You felt so warm,
Strange and beautiful.
Youd kissed my neck, I kissed your fingertips.
Its The way your eyes smiled, as you fell asleep.
I cant find, Forever in your eyes
I forgot to forget you.I forgot to forget you.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Once you told me you didn't like the way I curl myself towards you
And that I shouldn't walk with my feet facing the other because it was childlike
I took the long way home that night thinking about what you said, staring at my feet
Forcing them to point forward. Every time they disobeyed I pinched myself till my thighs were anesthetized,
So now I cant feel my legs.
Ive always written the words youve said to me and posted them around my room,
I'd bite my lip, as the sun hit the L in useless,
Us-(e)-less. Imaging the way the words rolled off your tongue
That day I found you sitting on the edge of my bed reading your words,
The sunlight hit your nose as you stared at that L in useless.
Your top lip quivered as your bottom lip cringed
You pulled them down
I called you the next day,
You had the voice of last years cough
And your phone
paper thin whispers.Display any old sentences, and i'll secretly fall apart.paper thin whispers.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm unspeakably numb.
between black smoke and white umbrellas, silence ran away.
your arms wrapped around my mind
Behind ears ,
With paper thin whispers.
There are wet footprints on the floor, after dry rain.
Silhouettes under the window sil
warm, peppered words slept underneath your eyes
seething through your lips, you've erased me.
grief table stumbles
a l e
l v r
e n O
I need all of you.
"I cant find forever in your eyes
I will leave you while they're dry."
In This bulletproof glass with eyes closed
still hard to say whats going on.
with fingers roaming through tears
S t a y
Helpless and beautiful.
Cracked Lips: Empty.I taught myself how to cry todayCracked Lips: Empty.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But The pain was so unbearable that I tried to wipe them away
These stupid tears
I fought so hard to stop them from falling ,
Regardless they fell.
The day you left
Small beads of sweat studded your skin like diamonds,
Then they broke and trickled down.
Escaped below the recessed line of your spine
your lips were cracked and you wore that shirt I hated.
You forgot to say goodbye.
I think my heart stopped working
I laid on the kitchen floor that night
Pressed up against the cold ground, because I wanted to hear my heart beat
I fell asleep there and woke with dry tears.
I made a panda out of socks and a sweater
I dreamt that you pulled him to pieces .
The next morning I couldnt find him, it took me days before I realized that
He was never really there.
I dont think like pandas anymore.
The Beautiful People...Smoke screens and plastic scenesThe Beautiful People...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
doctored up served orders
of grandiose greatness, but
the hot air was weighed in
as substantial and the
I think you believed..
Don't be caught
One of you, the pretty
movie stars isn't one
of you, the realness,
flesh and blood, cellulite
you fight while enslaved
to fast lifestyles,
tight schedules, even tighter
jeans you fight to get in.
ain't too great.
Wash your hands, girl.
You're worth more than
liposuctions and Dolce &
Gabbana dresses hung
neatly in lockers while
they take a sauna. They
had to work to
be so beautiful.
Send your mom a
thank you note;
you were born
Bitter lack of famine. Bitter lack ofBitter lack of famine.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
lack of clarity
+¬ a cent on me.
Drenched in all your red
and like an oil rag
I alight at the sight
My Life in a BoxBoxes, boxes,My Life in a Box4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my life is made of boxes.
stuffed into dusty cars
over dustier roads,
until I stand, victorious,
over the explosion
of their secret
RemedyNight is when my sickness comes,Remedy4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I turn to paints
and thick, brown clay,
crushing hate and fear
into canvas and wire,
trapping it there,
relieving my torment.
My ugliness is sated in graphite and ink,
my skin is purified,
smeared with gray and black.
give us peace.
give me rest
from my ugliness.
There is nothing I can do.
I pour my soul
onto scraps and bits of paper
I cannot sleep.
Creation soothes my soul
with a moment
ArtShe painted words.Art4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her fingers like brushes,
smearing truth onto the walls.
She painted her feelings.
With words that were not hers,
words that burned holes in her heart.
Paintings of words,
scrawled across the wall;
bright red and promises.
A language yet unknown;
her lips bled slowly under teeth,
afraid to become unclosed.
And sweetly in her paintings,
the world did slip away,
and everything was alright.
Roses...I feelRoses...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like a dandelion sprouting up
their great leaves, great shadows
with the force of gravity,
do I dare
to sprout up from their bed,
to stretch my leaves in
their air, their sun,
Yes, I dare.
The Itch,scratched?The Itch,4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i float upon a silver spoon
above the bright entrancing moon
oh how i wish that it was june
some things come
and are gone
Little Lightat 3:28Little Light4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i blink awake without being disturbed
i shake my head side to side
but nothing is there to be found
but then i hug to knees to my chest
and brush strands of my hair out of my sleep-filled face
with my sore fingertips
and i look past the blinds that attempt to cover my huge window
and i see the moon.
with all of its craters, its dents, and its spills
flaws, some might call them
Come HomeSomething in your eyes,Come Home4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Speaks of a sadness that you can't hide;
Though you've tried, you'll try, & you try.
It's in your soul you're home but you haven't come home.
And you feel like there's nothing here for you now.
What you had has long gone away, and it isn't coming back
It's in your eyes, but you can't see, blinded by the hurt & the pain.
You're home but you haven't come home,
Still travelling down that road.
In search of better days,
That still you cannot see.
For others it seems so easy,
But for you they're just not there.
You're on your own,
Lost and in the cold.
It's been a long time since the sun,
When you had dreams big dreams;
Where have they gone?
They've all gone home.
Something in your eyes,
Speaks of a sadness that you can't hide;
Though you've tried, you'll try & you try.
It's in your soul You're home but you haven't come home.
Home, home, home;
You're home but you haven't come home,
And we're still waiting.
RicoYou are a poet of light and shadow.Rico4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Metaphors line the columns of your spine, the depths of your eyes drawn up in secret thoughts. Delicate tips of nails and fingers trace the fragments of your delight, spreading color in bursts of orange and fire-red. Soft shadow eyes lost in creation. I watch as your soul comes to life.
Speak to me, my darling, hush this silence with your resonant sound. Sweet winding curvatures, spiderthread wrapped, cascading towards the sun in your delicate script. Speak to me, those binding words, your bittersweet delicate poison.
Set your soul on fire, and sing to me the truth of your soul. Your fingers soaked in red, streaking truth on rich pearl canvas. I'm wrapped in your smile, darling. I'm gazing from shadows, watching you ascend to your heaven.
DAINTRibboned by skin, I am sin.DAINT4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am hope. I am the daunting
task, strewn naked before you.
I am an amber haired fag in a red frock,
a sickness still sickening
the blue-blooded, bickering
twats you call Sir, and yet
I come for more.
You're hidden inside me,
behind the shattered iris I
asked you, b-begged you to fix.
I am an angry man in a tall girl's body.
The sickness still sickening,
the train fluoros flickering,
the men you call soldiers,
they come for me.
On the Lights of HeavenIn Heaven,On the Lights of Heaven4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the stars cannot be seen,
and so the stars are sacred.
Yin and YangWe lie asleep in the warmth of a mountain;Yin and Yang4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
high enough for me,
low enough for you,
perfect because of us.
My feathered wing drapes over your thick-skinned chest;
you say you like the feel of it.
The tips of your elbows poke gently into my back;
an embrace which I would never trade.
Your tail wraps around my legs, which are entwined with yours.
Our mouths touch time and again to remind ourselves of us.
Moon and sun and stars--like the eyes of love--pinwheel above us.
We are so opposite, and yet we are here.
iii.I am moths dancingiii.4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
In attic sun. Together,
We cast small shadows.
Not light and dark; you are light
I am turned white by your glow.
Carrying CoffinsFor a mere moment, with flesh we're endowed--Carrying Coffins4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Well-layered we amble to our demise
Carrying coffins among all the crowd--
Pretense presents itself, sure in its shroud--
Death will undo any devised disguise--
Limits there are on the flesh He endowed--
Permanent occupancy's not allowed--
Matters unmingle as all water dries--
A legion of coffins will lodge the crowd--
No person packed in a casket is proud--
Just as all they are "they"s, all "they"s are "I"s--
For now, with flesh, they and I are endowed--
None are excepted though they keen aloud--
Each body bestowed is thus one that dies--
Clutch at that coffin for thick is the crowd--
Though egos proud, proclamations avowed-
Our own endurance, each grave dug defies--
Reflect intently while flesh is endowed--
Carry your coffin-you're one of the crowd--
One Thousand HeartsIn the land of one thousand hearts, our lives are ruled by love. Pumping blood has never been this easy; as automatic as the need to breathe. It's what keeps us going, in this land of one thousand hearts. Drums rumble in the distance, or are they there at all? Little did the onlookers know that their hearts could reach out that far. Yet at the people of one thousand hearts, they shook their head in awe. The beats were strong and steady, with a lifetime guarantee. And should the beat somehow waver? You get another life for free.One Thousand Hearts4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sign right here, my merry friend, and you will soon be free." Their leader had a smile that ran for miles, and his heart was thumping true. "You won't regret it!" He suddenly said his face shining brightly in the sky. The man had an air of confidence that was rooted to the ground through his toes. The newcomers watched him warily, each with a pen resting between their fingers' tips. Still the man did not budge.
"Welcome, to the land of one thousan
A ToastHere's to the what if'sA Toast4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
how bout's, maybe's, and could be's
Here's to the impossible probable's
could'ves, should'ves, and would be's
Here's to dreams both day and night
from which this recipe for disaster came
Here's to the longed for sought solace in knowing
that nothing can, or ever will be the same
Here's to the one who said never again
vowed promises, and with whom a child was born
The one who lied as he held and kissed her
leaving her nothing, but broken and scorned
Here's to the one who so easily
packed up, abandoned, and walked away
The one who still holds some strings
and like a puppet master, makes her stay
Here's to a freedom and desire
far beyond any normal imagination or belief
Here's to coming out on top
and never succumbing to the strife or the grief
Here's to waking up each morning
and trying to be content in her place
Here's to pushing through the day
so that moonlight will once again kiss her face
Here's to the one who's helped
with rekindling that doused inner fire
keepyourheadheldhigh.i'm falling falling fallingkeepyourheadheldhigh.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
becoming just another footnote
on your life
the one you pushed away
i need someone to hold my hand
and never let go
i need to fall asleep
without tears in my eyes
i need to look in the mirror
and not think of you
we're all so tiny
just living living living
on and on
smiles tattooed on
keeping us tall
but it's over now
and i won't cry.
Wary WandererUnfamiliar shadowsWary Wanderer4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in a quiet familiar place
trace the outlines of the trail
as they dance across her face
A heaviness engulfs her
she's trying hard to breathe
wanting to push forward
but the leeriness seethes
Core temperature is rising
She searches deep on this cold night
But what it is that stops her
is hiding somewhere out of sight
No calls of warning for her to hear
just an instinct to turn around
Flying faster for the bridge
frightened footsteps the only sound
Still burning with anticipation
her tears she cannot hide
Panic starts to lift
as she crosses the other side
Something lurked around that bend
Survival instincts what she felt
Wondering now what lay ahead
and what cards are to be dealt