The WishThe carrier of a million burdens,
silenced and supressed,
he secretly carries a burning desire....
This world, it kills him inside,
it has taken time to notice he already died...
And now he is left with the wish,
the faces of utter failiure haunt him,
tormented souls scream at him,
voices in his head taunt him....
Left far behind....
The wish is on his mind.....
The wish will not come out his mouth,
for words are always wasted....
Life had became a tragedy from the very start,
the cruel world has ruthlessly torn apart his heart....
Tears freeze for this world is cold....
He doesn't cry, his eyes just burn,
burns just like his burning desire,
the burning desire is the wish.....
Every Word I WriteEvery Word I Write5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I sat at my desk, looking blankly at the words on the page.
"She looked up at him, and they smiled."
Those were the last words she ever wrote.
I guess she and I weren't serious writers to start off with. She was an energetic Year 11 with a passion for art, and I was a senior with a love for photography. We talked a little at school, but we never let seriousness get in the way of our idle chit-chat. I noticed how, a month or two ago, she had left for a matter of two weeks, but she was the same person again afterwards.
It was a warm summer afternoon, and I was late for the buses. Only the West Ryde service was waiting. From the corner of my eye I could see her. But instead of the familiar sight of her gazing out the window, I saw her writing into a black spiral-bound notebook, her eyes glued intently at the pages. I moved behind her, peered over her shoulder.
It was a story about a girl and her brother living in a dream-like world. Reading a few lines of it, I thought it was
insomnia.o1insomnia.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my mind runs like
empty trains as i stare
into the dark ceiling, wondering
what it would be like to dream.
there are notions running through my head
that i cannot turn off,
that i cannot ignore.
i get up and write them down,
hoping that these thoughts will finally
quiet down and allow me to sleep.
rain drips, drips, drips
down the windowpanes and causes
havoc on my brain.
they demand attention even as i get up
once more and
wish for the sky to stop crying so much.
i count the jumping sheep and
5-6-7-8 wish for sleep to penetrate
through my shield of endless wake.
i notice that in the night light,
the ceiling creates patterns of shadows that
shift and change before my eyes.
i turn around and gaze at my roommate,
who lies soundly asleep.
your resolve gets you through the end
and i am left here in the dust,
waiting for sleep to come.
decaythis town reeks with the stench of love gone stale:decay5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of decaying friendships and backstabbed
trust and cataclysmically pathogenic
rumors whispered through hushed lips and
furtive messages, giving the disseminators
a temporary illusion of superiority;
of burnt bridges and broken connections
and once-intertwined souls fraying like
overstrained rope into separate strands, diverging
because there's nothing holding them together
anymore, tangling into knotted messes of rough fibers
that would take ages to sort out again;
of missed opportunities and storybook romances that
could have been reality if the lead characters had been
just a little bit braver, chances irrecoverably
departed like wooden locomotives rattling
at top speed against steel tracks to carry
their sleeping passengers back home;
and i can't wait to get out of here.
skybreak"Forever?"skybreak5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Only God knows."
Frigid rain cascaded from the shattered sky. A sudden flash of lightning illuminated them in a desperate embrace, fighting the furious gale all around them.
As her sorrowful eyes met his, he whispered one last farewell.
"Keep in touch."
"I'll try my best."
It wasn't enough.
A Masochist's Writer's BlockA bitten lip,A Masochist's Writer's Block5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A swollen tongue
And a broken soul.
Kissed to death
Brought to life
Sweating and shaking
Panting and weeping
Asking for less
But begging for more.
I feel like a whore.
And nobody matters.
Mine is a road
Built upon favors
And failures, and bribes
And hopes, and lollipops
And rainbows, and serial killers
And dreamers, and classics
And elephants, and ponies
Dolphins cannot breathe underwater,
They surface for air
When their lungs grow weary,
And pigs have no wings
Except in their dreams
And a match will burn the roof of your mouth
If you try to kiss its flame,
Having fallen in love with its sheer beauty
Despite its danger.
Swallow the ashes;
They taste less bitter
You shall have so much of
That the taste of ashes
Will remind you
Of the lollipops you ate
So long ago
You walk on.
Found Where I BelongI have found myself...Found Where I Belong5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My spirit found peace and my heart fround that you really do love me.
I can relax now, knowing that I am truly loved as I hear the rain fall
from the leaves.
I have done you wrong because I was afraid that you would give up on me.
I don't want you to, so my heart calls out to you.
I'm going to love you more now just knowing I'm safe within your heart
as long as we are together which I know will be for all time.
Want.I want you to tear my insides out every time I catch your eye. I want for there to be medics standing by when someone mentions your name, because cardiac arrest is always a hazard at the mention of those beautiful words.Want.5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I want to know that I can rely on you, and that you will know better than to rely on me. I am like the first snow of winter; exciting and so bright it hurts your eyes but gone before the sun reaches mid sky the next day.
If you want me to adore you you're going to have to do better than this. Normalcy will not earn you any brownie points. If you want to impress my sadistic psyche you're going to have to give everything you have and hate yourself every minute for it. I want your heart not only on your sleeve, but with the arteries and veins still attached while it slowly tries to make its way back into your chest. I want you to cry when I snatch it up and cut the cord, and most of all I want you to be surprised. I want you to see this coming, and I want you to not follo
No One KnowsEvery night she tries it on,No One Knows5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The dress she'll never get to wear
But she doesn't know
Every night he practices
Saying the words she longs to hear
But He doesn't know
She dreams of the night
The dancers all stop dancing
And notice that she's pretty
But they'll never know
He wishes he had
The courage to stop her and
Say the words and see her smile
But they'll never know
The last night she pulls it on
The dress she'll never get to wear
And this time she knows
The last night he practices
Says the words he'll say tommorow
Now he thinks he knows
She stands on the bridge
And looks out to the water
And all that's left is falling
And he'll never know
He dreams of her face
Of the last time he saw her
Smile, and wished for her
But she'll never know
Blood ShedI'm tired of heartaches and all the pain.Blood Shed5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It just fills up in our veins,
of hatred and fear.
People think one blood drop won't kill,
but they just become addicted and it leaves scars behind.
They don't see people longing to tell them,
"put that knife away",
so it just becomes worse
until the day they've had enough
and They just leave this world behind.
If I Could I WouldIf I could I would cling to you foreverIf I Could I Would5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I would be by your side when your hurting
to fade all the agony away.
I wouldn't let people harm you the way they have harmed me
as they hammer me down into the emptyness of life.
If I could I would die for you
just so that you would have a chance to stay alive a little longer.
I would take your place even if that meant loosing mine.
I would do this only to prove my love for you.
You are truly a gift from God.
Louder than WordsIt takes one word to sayLouder than Words5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
you will date someone
and it takes two to get married to someone at a Wedding.
Yet three words is never enough to prove your love.
It takes a lifetime to show it because actions speake louder than words.
If only you could know what I've been writting all along.
Lost and FoundStop anything bad that you're doing and think.Lost and Found4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
If you killed yourself today, at least ONE person is going to cry endlessly over you.
If you hurt yourself today, at least ONE person is going to help you stop.
If you're hurting on the inside today, at least ONE person is going help out your situation.
Somewhere out there, at least ONE person knows how you feel, ONE person who wants to listen to you, ONE person wants to help out.
ONE person want to hug you and not let go until you feel better. ONE person cares about you more than you know. That ONE person wants to let you know you're not alone and not everything is against you.
That ONE person can be a friend, a family member, a lover, whatever.
That person realizes you're lost and wants you to be found. That person realizes that you need help. That person cares about you A LOT.
So, before you do anything that I stated in the beginning, please think. Don't you know you're not alone? You mean something to someone and they want you to stay.
masterpiece.he's an artist and she's his paint and brush.masterpiece.5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
she believes in faries and gnomes, and i believe in you + me and everything else that might fall in between, and all he can say as he looks into her eyes and sees the reflection of the stars, is me too.
he believes because she believes, and when she smiles the stars alight with new found light, and he falls in love all over again because he can, and he will. he paints her with colours made of whispers and faith, and she's the most beautiful thing he ever laid eyes on.
when she kisses him, he tastes a mixture of smoke and ash, because she's burns with a passion so strong it takes him all he has to not burn in her, with her. do you believe in fate? and as he watches her fingers dance over white ivory keys, i think i do.
she rolls over in the tall, dancing grass and looks at him. baby, you look exquisite. a mixture of diamonds and pearls and perhaps a touch of love. running a finger down her jaw line, he clos
WindowIt rained today,Window5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A soft, sweet melody to end all others,
His grimface pressed against the window pane,
His eyes following yearningly
The figure as she hopped among the puddles.
He grasps at the figure,
But he is blocked, limited by his world,
The dark, dank confines of a room
That seeks to hold on to him,
To drag him down.
It bloomed today,
A rarity as it was,
A bright dew-dotted messenger,
That grew into his room through a crack,
And always seemed to stare outside with him,
Its constant companionship a quiet,
Yet solid reminder of a silent ally,
That sought nothing more
Than to smile inwardly at him,
To be a light in the dark.
She came that day,
An artist's work brought to life,
Trudging along that cloudy day.
The rain made her even more real,
She did not fade,
Crossing the path to his window
And removed the hat that blocked her eyes,
A stunning evening-sky blue.
Her hand reached out and almost touched his,
Covering it, seperated only by the glass.
Lost Without YouI don't feel as happy because you're not around to make me laugh. I'm just so lost without you because you are apart of me.Lost Without You5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Nothing can change how I feel about you
because deep down
I feel you're apart of me.
I'm so in love with you in this empty town.
You're my strength when I am weak;
you are my light when I am dark.
You are my shelter when I need to be loved;
you give me the encouragement that I seek.
You are the greatest friend that I could ever seek.
chromacideall the colors are dyingchromacide5 years ago in Open More Like This
the first rush is forever gone
and faint dreams of distant memories
are the only strands of evidence left behind
from years past when we were young
and tears were scarce
and love was bliss.
all the colors are dying
the chase proves futile now
like running around in concentric circles
that get progressively smaller and less enthusiastic
as we slowly realize our stagnancy
and our determination decays
and we give up completely.
all the colors are dead
the world is frozen white
with an icy sheen of indifference
and all the roses are dried and soaked in glycerin
to preserve their fake red petals forever
as if we could ever look at them again
and see anything beautiful.
hidden language."what's wrong?" just say it, and i'll be wherever you are.hidden language.4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"nothing's wrong." i want you to never let me go, but it's so hard to feel this way.
"okay. well, take care. call me when you reach." please don't go.
"i shall. you too." no, i don't want to go.
"i'll...miss you." i love you.
"i'll miss you too." i love you.
A Lust LetterFor the girl I want to do:A Lust Letter5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Im writing this poem to help me out
Because I just want to get in your pants
So come on, baby, let me pick you up
And well do a different kind of horizontal dance
Of course, for now Ill act sickly sweet
And Ill tell you that youre all special and cute
But you wont know until its too late
That youre just a slut that I want to screw
Ill throw in some pretty, flowery words
And tell you just what you want to hear
Talk you into going all the way
Or maybe just get a six-pack of beer
Then Ill tell you you need to loosen up
But all Ill really want is to loosen your clothes
And then the second they hit the floor
They wont get me off with a fire hose
Until then, Ill keep up this act
And make you think Ill stick around
Youll think Ill love you no matter what
But after Ive used you, Ill throw you down
Brag to my friends that you gave it all
But other than that, you
Poetic's Mush MouthStitching shadowsPoetic's Mush Mouth4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to sarcastic silhouettes.
symbolic of nothing.
into manifested monopoly.
Crucifix caught by
they are fed.
is easier than
And if no one see's your shadows,
The FeelingThis feeling,The Feeling5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You did it, and it's so overwhelming,
You did it, and it's so compelling,
(I'll surrender once and forever)
As long as you are under my covers.
(Under my covers)
It knocks me round, so senselessly,
It knocks me round, so wonderfully,
I'll fall to the ground.
(I'll fall down, fall down)
As long as you catch me from my fall.
(catch me, catch me, my fall)
Just so you know
This is all
And I am not denying
It, I am not denying.
That I'll fall
For this feeling
You did it all!
(Please stay my reason to feel)
(feel this feeling)
Just so you know
From now on all
I feel will grow
My love to show
and I am not lying
oh, I am not lying
That I'll fall
For this feeling
You did it all!
(please remain like this for me)
(So I can never let go of this feeling)
MirrorMy dearest mirrorMirror4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Has no mercy to poison
With sweet flattery.
I Need LifeI need you to wrap your arms around meI Need Life5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and hold me tight
when nothing seems right.
For you to tell me that you love me
and that nothing or no one can take my place.
I need you to let other girls go
to give me a dream, heart, hope, and a chance I've never had before.
For you to cuddle me up by your side always
and to be my crying shoulder.
I need you to be who you are
and not to be somebody else
and to love me for who I am
an not what you want me to be.
I need you to give me a chance at something that no other guys have given
because their too busy
making fun of girls like me.
I need you to bring me life again
that I already lost trying to please myself
and someone who never cared.
Sincerely YoursHow I crave a stranger to call me out,Sincerely Yours5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
speak soft senseless sentences about
wishes that I made on pretty little lights
fallen fast to ground far beyond town houses
and condo complexes
and city lights that block out everything but the harvest moon
I want secret words spoken about
every coin I've thrown into a fountain
and every eye I've caught hoping to find
my very own god fallen to earth.
I begin the day like the bottom portion of a ripped letter, tattooed with last minute thoughts and curiously left out of the envelope due to similarly last minute confessions. Hastily scribbled signatures promise love and sincerity and forevermore and as I search for a clean shirt I wonder what exactly I did last night.
As far as I know, I spent hours wishing on meteors and then went down to the lake to toss in pennies when I ran out of falling stars.
Then, I ran out of pennies and went back home to open a new bottle of wine.
Now that I think back, I'd probably have less of a headache right now if I'