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.7 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.7 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.
.:. Violence against women .:..:. Violence against women .:.10 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Violence against women is about the control and coercion of them. It is a significant problem all around: and in some parts of the world, violence is taken to another level: including female genital mutilation, child marriage/forced marriage, dowry-related murder, honor killings, female infanticide, chauvinism, and trafficking with women. But violence has many forms: until this day, many still believe that if they aren't psychically hurt, they aren't experimenting abuse, but they are. The most common forms, are:
physical such as punching, kicking, choking, stabbing, mutilation, disabling..
sexual such as rape, any unwanted touching or act of a sexual nature, forced prostitution and obscene talk
verbal/psychological such as threats to harm the children, destruction of favourite clothes or photographs, repeated insults meant to demean and erode self-esteem, forced isolation from friends and relatives, threats of further violence or deportation if the woman attempts t
Love LetterLove LetterLove Letter10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By David Generao
My Dearest Love…
Life isn't the same without you
You're the one my heart clings to
My whole world revolves around you
Hot summer days burn my skin
While cold sleepless nights bring in the chills
My body desperately yearns for your embrace
Spring feels so empty
Without you by my side
Please return, my love
No words can ever describe
All the love that I have for you
Because to you alone my heart belongs
I will wait patiently for you, my love
Even if it takes more than a lifetime
My body will rot, but my heart is still yours
Forever and ever…
Fading YouthA book,Fading Youth6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so far away,
I try to reach,
but here I stay.
The circles sp
blame the sandmandear paradise girl:blame the sandman6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you have seaweed in your hair
and your eyes are painted with mother-of-pearls.
the sand between your toes
has crusted over
and when i place my head against your chest,
because i can't find a heartbeat.
and you laugh,
a clogged-up gurgle,
because you know that i've forgotten what you're made of.
you don't have a pulse.
i hear the rhythm of blue waves beneath your skin.
dear paradise girl:
you have crabs clipped to your earlobes
and you wear seagull feathers for a dress.
there are blue-kelp tattoos across your shoulders
and a ring of suction-cup stars around each ankle,
and when you move,
you move like water.
and when you wrap your arms around me,
i draw back in fear
because your skin molds to mine like mud...
and you grin,
a snaggle-toothed vision,
because you know i've forgotten once again.
your skin is cool and clammy
and i can't stand to hug you
anymore than i can chew on sand.
dear paradise girl:
you're crying grains of salt
and the b
bad habits and emosdead things, tornadoes,bad habits and emos6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
moldy bread and sour milk.
a good day gone wrong.
pinstripes, needle pricks;
faceless men in dark jackets.
bleeding in a grave.
dry chocolate cream,
a white shirt stained strawberry.
a klutz in need.
hurt children, crying;
the monster that lives in me.
change in the making.
broken hearts, dying;
a scream following sunset.
a body and tears.
cuts and short movies;
horror, gore, and depression.
a habit to break.
emos and goth freaks.
spiked hair, earrings, black shirts. well...
you asked what i like.
don't fool yourself, stupid.dear you:don't fool yourself, stupid.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
please, bite your tongue. draw the stain of red from your lying words and release my fingertips; even after all this time, i can't escape the past. you ruined me, don't you get it? you plucked guitar strings wisely and made me fall for your e-flat without taking a breath. i wish it were as easy for me, stuck in the midst of your "i know i was wrong," but i can't fathom your depth with one hand and i refuse to leap this time around. don't you get it? i'm just now finding the truth of myself locked beneath the grime of your touches; i know you never loved me, so why put on this charade? you just want what's easy, but i won't be that blind-hearted soul anymore. and if you don't get it, this is me, walking away. and no, i don't mind it if i'm leaving you shattered. i don't think you ever felt me there, anyway.
you think t
::loving honestly::1.</i>::loving honestly::6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i remember it was hot that day, sparrows chirruping from the forest as we stood beneath heavy boughs. your lips were stained a vibrant blue, plastic circling your finger where i pledged my heart to yours with a ring-pop. you showed me your tongue as the world sang our mock-wedding vows back to us, two six year old dreamers with no cause but to breathe. i promised you ten foot massages a week; you promised to never call me honey around our friends. you swore your heart to me with pinky-knots and whispers of true love. i remember wondering what you meant. the only love i'd ever felt was saved up just for mom. when summer ended, my ring was lying on your dresser and you cried when i proposed to someone else. but i remember trying to explain, between your sobs: she was just the latest addiction with her glowing hula-hoop. she could never take your place; her hand w
--Optional--It isn't optional,--Optional--6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the butterflies threatening to choke me
or the tremors running through my toes.
You put a grin in my heart
that I haven't felt in years,
letting me breathe,
letting me feel worthy
of simply being me.
And if I catch my words on my tongue
in moments of quiet solitude with you,
it's because you're perfect
and I know I'll never match up.
I want to keep you...
the things I admit scare people away.
And this feeling isn't optional...
I think it'd be harder
if it was
to admit that I love you like the moon
on nights when the clouds are crimson.
(I love you like the stars
when a blanket falls across them
and they twinkle into oblivion...
because that's when you shine the brightest.
That's when I see you best.)
keepyourheadheldhigh.i'm falling falling fallingkeepyourheadheldhigh.6 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.
Five Sense PoemsPainFive Sense Poems6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pain is the color of a starless galaxy.
It sounds like the squeakings of a rusty gate
and tastes like acid tears.
It smells like mildew and rotting fruit
and looks like rips in a beating heart.
Pain makes you feel weak.
Heartache is the color of a wilting rose.
It sounds like glass shattering upon concrete
and tastes like sour, curdled milk.
It smells like watered-down sorrow
and looks like a hotel's flashing vacancy sign.
Heartache makes you feel forgotten.
Depression is the color of falling rain.
It sounds like a smile too forced to be felt
and tastes like salt.
It stinks of angry words and muted screams
and looks like an age-worn teddy lying in a corner.
Depression makes you feel alone.
Time is the color of sepia-toned photographs.
It sounds like sand being sifted through fingers
and tastes o
foggy windows, better promises"it only hurts a little,"foggy windows, better promises6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you tell her in muted tones of love,
thread trailing from her baby tooth
in trickles of pinkandgreenandpurple
(she's always wanted to be a faerie.
you figure now's the perfect chance
to make the impossible seem real).
and you yank
and you pull
and she's screaming like she did
the night the opposums ate her in her dreams.
and you try,
but her alligator tears make you ache
so you pull the yarn from her unwedged
(but still loose)
and hug away her sobs.
and growing up are similar:
you can't force them to happen.
they just do.
"it only hurts a minute,"
voice strained with the art
of sounding wise
when the windows have fogged around you
and she's got shadows in her eyes.
(red cherries chipped
from black-edged nails,
knuckles white against your navy tee)
keep distance between you
and the breaths she's heaving make you fumble
as you twirl her wavy hair.
she's saying no
Love in ResponseWhen I say I love you,Love in Response6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I say it because...
you make each breath I take
You make me feel as if I'm living for a purpose,
not just searching for an answer I can't find.
You cast away the demons of my past
with every tight-knit hug
and every gentle kiss.
I say it
because you don't realize you mean the world to me,
and because I can't hope to sum it up
in just five lines of words across a computer screen.
When I say I love you,
I'm hoping you can look beyond the phantoms in my eyes
and into the heart of every moment spent with you.
I say it
because it's as close to honest as I can get sometimes,
and I don't want to push you away...
death is a predatori.death is a predator6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
he doesn't know what he's doing.
to her heart.
to her mind.
he flaps his arms like wings
and caws at the top of his voice,
the stairs becoming trampolines
as he tries to keep his feet off the ground.
his eyes are blue
and his nose is sharp.
he sweeps his black hair across his face
and hunches at the waist,
arms spread like he's on the prowl.
behind a closet door
and prays for help to find her,
but no one hears her pleas
when muted beneath the fluff of winter coats.
and she cries.
he doesn't know what he's saying.
in her face.
at the floor.
he shifts from left to right
and mutters incoherencies,
her frowns egging him on
to greater tempos,
as he struggles to make her understand.
his lips are red
and his eyes are wild,
a tumult of clouds and rain.
he pulls the buttons on his shirt
and hunches at the shoulders
like guilt personified.
in muted agony,
as he screams of war and bombshells,
coherent only in his mind
as he dodges b
::her favorite suicide note::i.::her favorite suicide note::6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
ella is hurting. in the mornings, she jumpstarts her pulse with caffeine and promises herself to the sun, but when she opens her eyes, all she sees are clouds. she inhales false hopes like peppermint and cigars, gasping through the addiction, but ella is lost. her compass no longer points north. in fact, it doesn't point a direction at all, but focuses on leading her steps astray. so ella follows it to the bottle, hidden behind laundry and hand-soap, and she gulps away. but ella's confused. the caress of her hand on the cool neck of booze is good for nothing but pain.
ella is crying. in the warbles of traffic at noon, her grasp is hooked into claws on the wheel and she tries to calm herself down, sobs hunching her into a ball. she pours herself into a ballad of pain, voice cracking on all the right notes because she doesn't believe in the harmony. and ella is burning.
a love etched with goodbyesi.a love etched with goodbyes6 years ago in General More Like This
your breathstrokes hurt my ears and i can't seem to drown you out. i'm sorry, but my patience for excuses ran out when you glittered my veins with your "i never did you wrong" denials. i just want you to understand: i never gave my heart to you completely. and if you want the truth, than listen closely: when i was with you, he held me more often than you ever had the chance to. because after all, you only cared about my fingers trailing sin across your spine (midnight moans you were addicted to) and all he cared about was all that mattered. me. stop breathing in my ear and send my movies back to me. keeping them won't make me change my mind or end your pain, just give it up already.
your visage haunts my eyes and blinking doesn't make you fade. and i'm angry. i've handed my heart over to the cruelties of your palms too many times, but i stopped believing in yo
Just Swim1.Just Swim6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Before I begin lecturing you on how to live your life. Let me tell you about mine, because you seem to think I'm perfect, and that's just not so.
I was diagnosed with PMDD 2 years ago, it's like PMS with PMS. Does that make sense? I wander around my big, empty house at night, I turn every single light on, get in bed, masturbate with my Hello Kitty toothbrush, and I finally fall asleep. I wake up in the morning with a sticky-note stuck to my forehead saying,
"Turn off the lights, okay?"
left by someone I see at a dinner table, but that's about it. I get in my purple car once a week, and I go see my father at the prison his body is rotting (into nothing, not that it ever was much) at.
You know enough now, surely, to understand. I am not perfect. I think if I was, my Mom and Dad would have stayed together, and his schizophrenia never would have gotten so out of control.
Remember, I am not perfect
I go to highschool sometimes, if I can wake up in time. I don't see any ap
Illusory ExistenceAre you real?Illusory Existence6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What a shame,
What a shame.
I should hate to exist
In a world like this
To be solid
I prefer to be surreal
Than to live
In a world like this
And die in it.
Up the Down EscalatorHes been runningUp the Down Escalator6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
since the escalator started moving
Down its going, and down were letting it go
Shouldve saw it coming, what with
all the foreboding mechanical groaning
but its far too late now
Were just waiting to reach the bottom
So we may step off this precarious lift
and onto solid ground
But he keeps running
against the flow
His gaze fixed on the ceiling
above our heads, his legs
move in a steady rhythm,
perfectly matching the
pace of the escalator
He is stagnant, not
he stares straight ahead,
eyes shining with the
refusal to be taken
And no one cheers him on
in his foolish attempt
But we watch all the same
from the corner of our eyes,
turning our heads and
straining to see
as the escalator carries us
farther away from him,
lower and lower,
Silently wishing him the best
Hoping that one day hell prove it
to reach the
:It's All the Little Things:It's glitterglue:It's All the Little Things:6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and birthday cards that are three years old
lost within the rubble
of makeshift family portraits
and one-thousand keys
you can't hope to match to any lock you own.
It's ten bucks in the pocket
of holey jeans you were about to throw away,
a head-bobbing tune on the radio
that might someday make you cry
but only reminds you of his grin right now.
It's baby-blues the size of Texas
and a remember-me ribbon clashing with your bubblegum pink nails
as life turns the wheel in your direction
and lands on love.
It's those bubble gum wrappers that you collect
and form a wide range of different shiny colors
and fuity, minty, exotic scents
that you can't help but love
those little papers of nothing.
It's those small coffee shops that seem minuscule
compared to starbucks
but they bake those apricot coffee cake that
remind you of home and the clear country skies
that you can never find unless you're in farmer country.
It's those small origami stars
that shimmer like the summer sun ag
:Your Choking Arms:-Collaba.:Your Choking Arms:-Collab6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the moon isn't out tonight.
there's a cookie-cutter outline
where it's face has disappeared,
eclipsed by traces
of your waning memory.
you've poisoned me,
phantom pulsestrokes echoing my own
as my mind goes blank
in light of the veil surrounding me
and your ghost trails kisses down my neck,
your love is a journey
and i'm getting too close to the sun.
it's burning me dry.
you are like fire and ice,
rupturing the flow of my
with a fierce,
you burn with your
blistering love and biting hate;
you captivate with your
i have an insatiable attraction
to your black hole heart
and i feel that....
i'll never escape the gravity.
and if you were to look,
you'd find a supernova
devouring your name as if it's easy
when you've been scarring me for years.
i slap stardust on my skin
but all it does is make me shine
when i don't feel like standing out,
and your melody is contagious.
i can't repel
the compulsion of yo
--Knot--it's like--Knot--6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the experience of
being much too good for this
and never being good enough
losing themselves to simply
letting yourself be.
you leave it alone
and let it lie in shapeless heaps
across the linoleum,
and still you're gasping
in the afterglow
of being nameless
still being recognized.
and the knots of love
are tangled 'round your heart
like his name is caught up in your veins
and if you could only savour time
for just another kiss,
the world would combust
and you'd be happy.