saturdayslittle red wagon blood-redsaturdays4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
picket fence white
and silver-lining cloud chic
you asked me how i could ever love
a boy like him
with those wavy-locked whispers
that brush my face whenever he leans
down to tell me
'oops, i dropped my bubble-gum'.
and they say your beauty fades
when the moon is cold
and lost every blemish
but i just think that means
the man in the moon
has come to take me
in his arms.
and he wrapped me in his
and we stared at the flowers blossoming
near our shadowed feet
and i realized that this
was too good to never have
been a dream.
Note Turned Poemi love you like i love chai tea with milk and honey.Note Turned Poem4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
which is a lot.
LOVE........LOVE is a very strong emotion. It can have us feeling Happy, Sad, Close to Tears, In fits of Laughter, Confused, Lonely and overwhelmed all at exactly the same time. It can happen in an instant or take many years to evolve, or we may never really know true love at all. We can choose who we will love, but we cannot choose who we will FALL in love with. It may be a passing stranger with piercing blue eyes, or a voice over the phone, or some-one so different from what we expected to meet. We all love at different intensities and some cannot love at all. We may wear our hearts on our sleeves or hide behind facades and love from afar. No matter who we are or how we love, we all deserve to feel what LOVE is all about. The butterflies in the stomach and the fire-works as we kiss, The shivers up the spine when a hand meets yours and the euphoria of floating on air. Today's love is for all the wonderful Mother's who have given of themselves. An unselfish and commiting love to have children. ToLOVE........5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
IndefinableDo you know how much I love you?Indefinable5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Picture every beautiful sight in the world.
Every magical place.
Everything amazing about this planet.
Every image that leaves you breathless.
And then picture all of that as being nothing except an empty lot filled with rubbish.
Because it is all rubbish when compared to you.
You may ask how much you mean to me. How much I love you.
But it is impossible to describe in words. Impossible to define.
As impossible as trying to define you with words.
Because no words have yet been created to sum up who you are.
There aren't any words to describe your beauty. Only a million overused metaphors.
Aren't any words to describe the way you make me feel except for another hundred cliches.
But who am I to even try to define you?
To try and pin you in place with a thousand overused labels?
Nothing will ever fit.
You simply are.
You're like a butterfly...
Does a butterfly deserved to be pinned down?
Does beauty such as that ever deserve to be captured?
Isn't half the
The Cake Is A Liebut the bacon is not.The Cake Is A Lie4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All Good ThingsI drink yourAll Good Things4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
out of my
and wish that
The Road To RomeWe were walking along the beach at night,The Road To Rome5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I saw a shooting star and I wished that maybe soon
Our lips could cut through the bullshit;
Finally make a proper introduction.
I wished that you would fall in love with me
But it never happened.
Now tell me this:
What do I have left to believe in
When I can't believe in the impossible anymore?
I've been waiting here for a miracle to save me.
Have I been waiting in vain?
And what is wrong with me
That I keep believing the unbelievable?
Thinking I'm a character in a lame fantasy novel
Expecting my long-lost uncle to show up,
Tell me that I'm magic, hand me my wand,
And bring me to some strange land
Free from the chill of reality.
I'm beginning to realize
That if I'm going to ever be
Who it is I want to be,
It's my job to lay the foundation.
Change is not instantaneous;
You can't be somebody else all at once.
It's changing something small about you,
One tiny thing at a time, every single day,
And eventually you'll find yourself becoming
The you t
I Don't Want To Wash My HairMy friend,I Don't Want To Wash My Hair4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
curled up around me,
said my hair
I did not tell her
that was because
Goodbye GorgeousMy love, you are a fine machine,Goodbye Gorgeous4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But you are not a car.
Let's get this straight.
Cars are driven, pushed to their limit,
Scrapped in search of a better model.
But I would cherish you forever.
I would not run your tank low,
Because I would pump you often.
I would keep you constantly full-filled.
And true, at times, I get excited
At the thought of revving your engine.
But I'll always turn you on first.
To me, you are not a vehicle.
You are not a bridge connecting to and fro;
You are the destination, the goal, the outcome.
You are what I hope to hold
In the winds and the cold
You are the bright light
In the middle of a dark night
You are a beautiful soul.
And only you can make me whole.
You are the light in my worldToo bad I prefer the dark.You are the light in my world4 years ago in Other More Like This
My HeartIt's difficult living with your heart 3,000 miles awayMy Heart5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I can feel it bouncing around in her passenger seat
I shudder when she squeezes it too tight,
And I'm sad when she leaves it outside in the rain.
Before she left, we made a trade
I have a necklace she's had since childhood
It's hanging from my rearview mirror
She has my heart.
If it was here, I'd show you
All the places where it's been broken
All the places I've had to sew it back together
All the times I thought I was in love
There's a bruise on the left side from the first grade
Her name was Molly and she never talked to me.
Countless dings and dents from girls I've met or seen
All of them never living up to my imagination
There's a slight cut on the right side
Her name was Star and she was my first kiss.
The bruise came a year later at the same place
When she didn't recognize me.
In the center there's a gash that's swollen
It's been reopened so many times
Scabbed over and torn open by the same damn girl
More times than I can eve
Oh Dreamsi couldOh Dreams4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and be magical
like all the 18 year old
poets i know
but then i'd have to
and get a new username
and i like this one.
Remembering MichaelI missing you MichaelRemembering Michael4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as you watch your fans from above
especially when I look up to you
as my parents and brother introduce me to your music
I always tried to do your moonwalk in my wheelchair a lot
just to prove i am a huge fan
but I know your smiling when I sing or dance my heart out.
I hope you are dancing from above
watching your kids from above
hoping everything will be alright
and tomorrow will be a brand new day.
But for now I am missing you
She Is FreeIn her lips, a meaning,She Is Free4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A hunger pressuring
Of coming home
Of no more seeking
And in her eyes,
A weariness, yet wise,
A beauty arising,
It is but a moment,
And a moment is all
A moment can be,
And in her soul
She is free
Co-exist with my dreams
Rubik's CubeI'm not a puzzleRubik's Cube4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'm not a maze
I'm not a problem to be solved
I'm not Rubik's Cube
I'm not Sudoku
I'm not complicated at all
Baby, I'm a slick machine
Fueled by a one-track mind
Working for a singular view
I'm seeing one destination;
Like the needle of a compass,
I gravitate towards you.
One DayOne Day3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I had one day with you
Would you let me stare at you the whole 24 hours?
Would you let me stay in silence and just lose myself in you?
I wonder; would you find me weird if I'd do?
If I would not even blink;
If I would forget to breathe;
If I would not eat or drink;
If all I would do was stare at you.
If I had one day with you
I would want to look at you
I would want the world stop spinning
And the people quiet, still
Nothing bothering my dreaming;
Nothing bothering my view;
Nothing to disturb you.
So tell me dear,
If I had just one day with you
Would you let me spend it foolishly?
Not hearing your voice or finding out your thoughts;
Not touching your skin;
Not taking a walk;
Without talking to you or sharing a laugh;
Just looking at you, just staring at you?
Would I be a fool, would I miss on something?
Or your eyes would tell me all the mouth would hide?
And your face would show me all the truth, no lies;
Would I be mistaken just staring at you?
Or behind the lashes I'd
Let's do all the thingsLet's live fast and forget to care about when we'll be snuffed out,Let's do all the things4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
let's do what we want, when we want, how we want.
Let's burn brighter and sing louder and smile bigger than anyone else ever did.
Let's hold hands and run through fields drenched with sparkling frost on blinding winter mornings.
Let's drink hot cocoa with marshmallows and cream,
let's sit by the fire and watch the snow tumble down haphazardly outside the window.
Let's get out of this stale world and travel to places long forgotten,
let's leave now and never come back,
let's find a new home.
Let's stand outside in gale-force winds laughing and
let's kiss in the rain cause we can.
Let's forget about the future and the fact that this will never really last.
Let's swim with dolphins and dance with wolves.
Let's go north, lie in the snow and bathe in the light of the aurora borealis.
Let's grow old together.
Let's lie in bed till 8 every evening and
let's go out exploring the woods at night and
let's watch that meteor showe
The Angel of DeathAt night he comes to meThe Angel of Death4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He lies besides me
Staring in my eyes
With his skin, white as ice
Although he's scary
And known as the reaper
To the contrary
He is a keeper
He makes me remember
Not to be bad
Not to lose my temper
And not to be sad
He makes me remember
the nice times I had
To live my life as happy
And never be mad
He tells me stories
Experiences others had
Makes me realise
My life is rad
When the sun is rising
He goes away
Leaving me wondering
When it'll be my day
Reflections of a Crooked SmileReflections of a Crooked SmileReflections of a Crooked Smile4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dreams of a girl running barefoot in the sand,
Waves crashing on the horizon,
And her whispered laughter swells into a roar.
White skin tanned the color of honey,
Nails painted the green of granny smith apples,
Something sour on a sweet summer day.
Friends and lovers sing together,
Drag toes through the foam of ocean's edge,
Enjoying the sun as much as each other.
On this frigid night,
As I stare into the mirror, asking why...
Addicted to MusicDear Journal,Addicted to Music3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Today is the 31st of January, the last day of the first month of the New Year 2011 and I am sitting up in my bed with my laptop on my knees, well shrouded in my wool blanket and underneath it in the softest and snuggest robe. I drink hot cocoa milk and in between sips I chew lazy on some vanilla biscuits. The cat is sleeping beside me, her loud purring helping me not to fall asleep yet. I am warm and comfy, the room enveloped in a nice sort of tranquility and peace.
For a moment I take my eyes away from the screen and I take a peek outside. It is snowing, snowing with big and jittery flakes, well raked by the blizzard that started a few hours ago. I can only guess how cold it is out there by the ice flowers already formed on my windows and the icicles that are hanging from the sill. There must be about 80 degrees in my bedroom but I shiver when I hear the furious wind blasts and the sound of the frozen snow under hurried footsteps outside.
I return to my laptop, smiling c
A Special Kind of MagicWho needs love,A Special Kind of Magic3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when they have you?
is more fun
than giving them,
and the thrill
when we reach for
the forbidden fruit
and pluck it from the tree
sends us both into a tailspin,
as we are overwhelmed
and sent crashing
into the mountainside,
through the cold night sky.
I don't know
where you go home
and you don't know
where I go either,
and that makes everything
The PrayerI beseech youThe Prayer4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To forgive me
For I have forsaken others,
Dragged them to enslavement;
My soul, once golden
Now belongs to the one
who lies beneath:
The master of curses witchery
sin and lust.
It has no heart,
Its blood runs black and filthy
As is my past
As are my clothes
As I was -
Enveloped in vengeance and despair
Before the thick fog
called my name, dear God.
Gone Too SoonGone Too Soon3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A loved one is gone
I didn't know him before.
His death didn't move me
I didn't care once more.
But suddenly, one day,
It all changed right before me.
A Halloween-like song
Converted and floored me.
I screamed with the crowd
...in my dreams, only.
I was too late to enjoy him
It made me feel lonely.
Some day, I hope
To restore that power
To you, my king,
Michael Jackson; beautiful, pure flower.
Rest In Peace, Michael Jackson