LongingYou're happy, you're laughing
It's the most adorable sound
I don't want to take my eyes off of you
You have me here spellbound
I love you so very much
You make my world a better place
It's like you wash all my worries away
Just with a simple embrace
And then I open my eyes just to find
That I'm still alone on the dark
Alone but surrounded by people
And that's what's breaking my heart
Surrounded by my loved ones
We're together but still we're apart
When I close my eyes again
I'm right back there in your embrace
And I wonder why this isn't real
'Cause I can so clearly see your face
But it is nothing but my mind
Trying to keep you here
'Cause it's killing me that you're gone
I just want you to be near
And when I open my eyes I find
That I'm still alone in the dark
Alone but surrounded by people
And that's what will heal my heart
Surrounded by my loved ones
They'll help me to a new start
The ElementsOh Fire flaming beauty,The Elements3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Your passion burns in me,
Desire and such heat,
But then, you never stop to see
Oh Water flowing liquid,
Your shifts I understand,
First calm and then you're raging,
But sometimes you're out of hand
Oh Earth grounded spirit,
So steady and so mild
You always know your place
But sometimes you go wild
Oh Air unseen magic,
Your winds live in my heart,
Where they blow I wish to follow,
But you cannot make me part
All pieces of the puzzle,
Each a different part,
You live on in all of us,
Oh, nature's work of art.
The ProtectorI want to keep her safeThe Protector4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I just want to protect her
But there's no way I can do that
Being with me means being in danger
I can keep her safe
From anything that could hurt her
Except for myself
I am far too much of a monster
So the safest thing I can do
Is to keep her away from me
While trying to keep her safe from distance
That's just the way it has to be
And I know that it will hurt her
But she'll be better off that way
And she might not understand
Why I have to keep away
But I couldn't live with myself
If she got hurt because of me
So no matter how I love her
This is the way it has to be
I do it because I love her
Maybe someday she will see
YouDo you know just how you always make me feel?You3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You make me feel alive and you make me feel unreal.
You make me feel like magic when magic cannot be,
And you make me feel so different, or perhaps just more like me?
You make me long for stories and places that don't exist,
You make me feel like sunrays when really I am mist.
You fill my head with gold and stars - and things never seen,
You make me feel just everything when I'm really stuck between.
You make things seem so clear, yet so confusing at the same time,
You make me dream of dreams and long for lives that can't be mine.
You make me burn like fire and like light you make me glow,
And I couldn't ever tell you and you wouldn't ever know.
MagicLights of silver,Magic4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And scatters of gold.
My mind is free,
It will never grow old.
Lands of magic,
And stories of love.
Ill be reborn like the Phoenix,
And Ill rise above.
Whatever life will send me,
I know Ill make it some way.
In the end Ill always be alright,
So come whatever may.
Though life is full of hardships,
Ill keep fighting on each day.
For the magic in the world will save me,
In the end it will all be okay.
Heavenly EyesFading sunsHeavenly Eyes5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
On darkening skies,
Like an ember
Before it dies.
The glowing moons
Then slowly rise,
On the black
The stars appear
And shine like eyes,
Upon the heaven
As the moons rise.
And at long last
When the night dies,
The suns again shine
On the world with bright eyes.
Death of the Padawan"Master?"Death of the Padawan5 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Darth Vader turned towards the sound of her voice, surprised that he had not felt her presence before that moment. But there she was, the female Togruta, stepping slowly out of the shadows of the huge balcony, hesitation and disbelief mingled on her face. She had grown taller during the two years that had passed since they last met, her lekkus were longer and her montrals had grown as well, her entire body was more developed, though she was not yet fully matured. She was armed, he quickly noticed, a lightsaber and a shoto at her hips. He had clones inside the palace-like building, and around it as well, but he was not surprised to find that she had managed to sneak passed them, she was his former padawan after all.
He ignored her attempts to speak to him completely, and he would not respond to his old name. There was pain on her face now as she inched closer still. He simply stood there, watching her. Armed or not, he was a Sith Lord, she a former Padawan, and he co
SupermanOur world is plagued with diseasesSuperman4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Our world is plagued by war
Problems that won't just disappear
That we can't just no longer ignore
We can't ignore what's happening
We can't ignore what we do
We need to save us from ourselves
We need to start anew
I have been blessed with my powers
But there's only so much I can do
I am but one person
And I am only human, too
In my Fortress of Solitude
Is where I find my peace
I am free to simply be there
It's where I am at ease
Yes, there is darkness in this world
A lot of horrible stuff
But I am strong enough to bear it
I am good enough
Never FadeShrouded in darknessNever Fade4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh, my lovely one
You were simply magic
More so than anyone
You were a living myth
We could hardly believe
And we believed the wrong things
I guess we were naïve
But no one burned like you did
And no one ever will
And they can never change how
You gave us such a thrill
And I remember all the times,
The times you gave me magic
Gave me reason, gave me rhyme
Those who fail to see are tragic
I will always cherish
All the things you made
You are everlasting
Your light will never fade
Violin The weathered wood felt velvety soft against the girl's pale cheek as she held the delicate instrument to her face to inhale its musky scent. She ran her thin fingers over the grooves and dents, as if following a map to her destiny. In many ways she felt as if she were.Violin3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
With the gentleness of a mother holding her newborn, she nestled the violin under her chin. Each metal string was plucked once with careful precision, checking for the clear, clean tone, which called out to her very soul. It was perfect.
The girl inhaled, pausing in that crucial moment before the fragile strings of the bow make contact with the instrument beneath. The two were like temperamental lovers, and she knew only quiet skill could bring them together happily. With a wispy white cloud of rosin, she brought them together to make love, and the sweet
November ChildHe must have been bornNovember Child4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
On a late November evening
Like a light born into darkness
Like a star forever burning
With eyes as gray as the day
And hair as black as the night
And like the light of the glowing moon
His skin was just as white
His looks were very fair
But he was so much more
Brave and clever and loyal
Near all found something to adore
Though he is gone from us now
We will always remember
The one who must have been born
In the beauty of November
Filthy BlueShot through with fear and filthy blue,Filthy Blue3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You aren't so much a human
As a pathetic, lovely little doll.
Pass up chances to love because
It just might make you see
You're not the only one in this life
Who's too afraid to fall.
With Anxiety Behind My EyesHow to begin... Firstly, I thought I didn't need anyone and now I do, more than ever. Recently my pain has shattered itself into pieces, tinkling as each fragment hits the floor with a sickening tinkling sound, concentrating my complete feeling of loss and despair...With Anxiety Behind My Eyes3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The pen taps on the table, marking out a steady, rhythmic pattern. Already a dent is forming in the wood; it's shallow, but just hollow enough for the girl to see. She rakes a hand through her peroxide-blonde hair, running her fingers through the black roots and pink fringe. She can feel the colours there and she bites her lip carefully, so as not to draw blood; she wouldn't want that.
It's only recent, you must know. Well, no, I correct myself for it's been going on longer than these past months. You'd recognise it if I told you what my suspicions were but I can't bear to tell you face to face. Besides, I'd rather you work it out for yourselves.
Every breath comes with a rattling noise, the sound reverberat
Existing On PurposeExisting on Purpose, Surviving by Accident.Existing On Purpose4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
It's not as if the world would have changed.
It's not as if the sun would age.
It's not as if the moon would explode
and it's not like I'm creating a road
or leading the way to what I believe
and it's not like I'm praying on hands and knees.
It's not even like I have a story to tell;
I've never been a slave; I haven't walked through hell.
I don't have much to show for my breath you call life.
I'm not a god and I can't bleed light.
If I create dreams that are never there,
why is my mind continually bare?
I have no reason, purpose or rhyme.
I am not dead, and I'm not divine.
There isn't much to a thing that's hardly alive.
Existing should be greater than the struggle to survive.
NakedNaked10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am alone, in deep thought.
It seems that I could not find what I sought.
Maybe I did, but now it is too late.
I suppose that I should accept my fate.
No matter how spiteful my heart can be.
My thoughts and dreams will set me free.
I sit, and wait, and try to forget.
I want to appeal to those with regret.
They understand. Only they see.
How can I be you, when I am merely me?
It is I, naked and shamed.
It is you, the one that they blamed.
Who is this, that lingers here?
It is your companion. Your dear friend, fear.
Oh, how I long for the past to return.
How can I change, when I still yourn.
You asked me for what, the answer is plain.
I yourn for you, my glorious pain.
My pain and my pleasure, skip hand in hand.
Only my Willow can understand.
But even she was sometimes in awe.
Not quite believing all that she saw.
The pain, the pleasure, the laughter, the tears.
The seconds, the days, the months, and the years.
Everything I had, it all went to you.
But you never ca
HopeWhat are you without hope?Hope7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How can you make it through each day?
Why would you let it die?
When it can help you on your way?
I know to let yourself hope,
can fill each day with fear,
but to live your life without,
will just bring unwanted tears.
Do not presume that I don't know,
how hard each day can be,
though hope does fill me up inside,
it's hard for you to see.
For many years I've had hope,
follow me through my days,
for just as many days that pass,
fear chases my hopes away.
Though fear is always there with hope,
how could I let it die?
This something that I want so much,
is the reason that I try.
To give up so easily on my hope,
would be a foolish thing to do,
for though you can not see,
one day it will come true.
I know it's hard to carry hope,
so close against your heart,
but if you let it die,
where would you ever start?
As days pass you by,
the hope will come and go,
but don't forget that it is there,
and don't forget you know.
I understand that what I say,
is hard for you to
Be StrongA hidden reserve within each of usBe Strong8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The ability to do what we must.
But no matter how many times we fight
It does not increase our might.
The meaning of strength is not to win
It is to keep coming back again.
It allows us to get to our feet
By doing that we help others in need.
It means not being a pillar for just oneself
and giving inspiration to someone else.
For when each of us draw on our strength
Others can too and it can push them to greater lengths.
When others witness the power inside
It can drive them to stop thier backwards slide.
In the mirror you see someone who failed
But they see your determination to prevail.
Every time someone perseveres it helps another
It lets them see there are other people just like him or her.
Courage is not ever backing down
However strength is getting back off the ground.
So when you feel low and your supporters are wrong
Remember it takes a weak person to be strong.
More Than A Physics TestShe said she wanted to touchMore Than A Physics Test3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the ceiling of the world.
We climbed into the hot air balloon
the very next day.
It was warm, almost too warm,
but her hands were cold in mine
and her gaze was frosty,
her eyes starlit and heaven sent.
I asked which ceiling she'd prefer,
in hopes of stretching a smile across
that galaxy expression.
It was a multiple choice question:
a) The troposphere
b) The stratosphere
c) The balloon fabric in the hot air balloon
She picked d) none of the above,
and ignored the smile waiting for her.
She (distantly) wondered where we would soon be--
a) Heaven, slowly reeled in as if caught on a fishing hook?
b) Space, floating breathlessly away from each other, timeless and eternal?
c) Earth. The Eighth World Wonder, two human-shaped craters of an aspiration so
high it ended up being on the bottom.
I could imagine the tourist mommys telling the tourist kiddies why
they called it a world wonder:
"it's hard to imagine two people so incredibly stupid"
FrustrationI sit, I think, I wonder why,Frustration10 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I cannot see inside your mind.
There's something there, what can it be?
I wonder if you ever think of me.
I sit and stare, look deep in your eyes,
But what's inside is all a surprise.
You mean so much to me, more than you'll ever know,
But how you feel, you do not show.
It's frustrating not knowing where I stand,
My emotions lying helpless in the palm of your hand.
I wish you would tell me the thoughts in you head.
Instead you just lay there, numb, in your bed.
You're brilliant. You're beautiful. A true work of art.
I just wish I could find a way to your heart.
Just to be near you, it makes my heart soar,
But when you cut yourself off is when my spirit drops to the floor.
I like you, I want you; don't know what else to say.
Would you tell me what you're feeling; I'll be complete that way.
I think of you and wonder why
I can't have you here by my side.
I look at you, you're all I need
But all you want is to be freed.
I'm in love, you're unaware
All I want t
How to move on:1. Take a deep breath.How to move on:5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
2. Take a moment to think of nothing but her; ignore the tears welling up in your eyes. Now think of her voice. Now think of the hurt. See? No more tears.
3. Let the anger take over until she's not the person you fell in love with. Really, you don't even know who she is anymore, and it can't hurt to lose someone you don't know.
4. Read your old poems without thinking abut her; listen to love songs without crying; flirt with someone new without comparing them to her.
5. Stop writing for her, stop writing to impress her, stop writing to tell her how you're too afraid to feel. She doesn't care anymore, you shouldn't either.
6. Rewrite your life story without her. Let her fade into the background, just a raindrop on the windshield or a snowflake in the sky.
7. Burn everything you own that makes you feel empty or tight chested, anything that reminds you of her. Go refurnish your room with new things to assign memories to.
8. Be relieved. Be completely happy and comfor
The Lone WolfA silhouette up on the rockThe Lone Wolf5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the full moon hangs behind
The wolf song that is sung
in search for its own kind...
He once was called "alpha male"
the lead wolf of his pack
A position lost with age
due to the stamina he lacks...
He once stood strong and tall
this old aged canine king
Tonight he walks the dark alone
with no pack, no den, nothing...
For time is without mercy
pulling the strong to their knees
He lifts his voice once more
to send his song on the night breeze...
The countless stars across the sky
watch him from far above
He mournfully recalls his life mate
of his life, the missing love...
His mind drifts to the many hunts
and the sharing of the blood lust
When he could identify his brothers
and he knew who he could trust...
Now he is a renegade
and he scavenges alone
Through many nights of hunger
while chewing on an old bone...
Off in the distance he can hear
the "others" share the howling
Around him he can hear others
the predators out prowling...
He knows his time is limited
Wiccan WishWiccan WishWiccan Wish8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If I could make one wish,
And know that it would come true
I'd wish the whole world wiccan
So you can be a witch too.
I think wiccans get the best in life,
We also get the worst
But thats because the Christians
Rained upon our faith a curse
Common misconceptions of our faith include
Bloodletting, putting spells on men,
Riding broomsticks, eating children
And consorting with Satan
But on the inside, it's not like that,
Nothing like that at all
We're all a part of an intricate web,
A web thats called the world
We stand in circles and call to us
Energy to love and heal
We thank the lord and lady
For what we get out of this deal
We celebrate all of nature
In an intimate way,
Marking all our sabbats with
The dark of night and light of day
We see life as a circle
A never ending cycle
In death we see new beginning
Not the start of trouble
If the whole world was wiccan
More trees would be standing
Greed would almost be nonexistent
And less wars would be starting