The MaskThat man with a mask who has no face
An inconspicuous mask he took in place
Who has no personality it would appear
For deep discern he seems to fear
This world apart in which we live
To his relief I could not give
That power in order to part away
From synchronization I tried to sway
From all the others whose faces hid
And I shall not hide as others did
I shall not fear who I will be
I shall not fear what others see
HeartI know my heart once seemed to beatHeart6 years ago in Other More Like This
The taste of loss, to me, was sweet
For I was never fully there
I was away in frigid air
I know my heart did beat.
I know my heart was once untouched
And on this day you came and clutched
It close to yours and called me back
Then body and mind were both intact
My heart was once untouched
I know my heart was bleeding now
It's battered from your one avow
That took the form of a sharp blade
You broke me. Call a spade a spade
My heart no longer beats.
Tree of KnowledgeTree of life, O! tree doth giveTree of Knowledge6 years ago in Other More Like This
Teach thy children how to live
Keep them sinless and all well
With your fruit and a pure spell
Tree O! tree of evergreens
Show our children your good means
Shade and wood of vital use
How you never could abuse
Tree of flowers, growing fair
Lend us flowers for our hair
Beauty seems to feed our pride
Why should fairness need to hide?
Tree of knowledge, tree of truth
Give some fruit to this brave youth!
How could someone limit I?
Why let desire pass me by?
The Gluttony Amongst MenMan and woman sitting in a the study playing a game of chessThe Gluttony Amongst Men6 years ago in Drama More Like This
Actor 1(Laughing haughtily)Is not life extremely blunt at times?
Actress 1(Impassive)Not at all, in fact, I find she is quite the opposite.
Actor 1(Curiously)How so?
Actress 1(Mussing and impassive, but some what passionate)You see life is extremely fond of whispering lies to us. She states to us in our most naive times, particularly our childhood, that if we want something enough all we must do is reach for it and grasp it in our hands. We ravin this thought like it is the sweet fruit from an enchanted tree, or the finest roast at a dinner. We grow up believing this from the prime of our youth, that we do, indeed, soon find ourselves striving for a dream we crave so badly. So when a person reaches out towards a man in want of their eternal company and companionship they are met back with the same desire that brought them there. Both pa
The Peaches in the PeachboxMy mother asked me what hadThe Peaches in the Peachbox6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Happened to the peaches in the peach box,
But I could not utter the words.
My hesitant teeth bite into soft,
Fuzz covered skin,
Juice drips down my elbow
As I devour the tender fruit.
It seems almost sinful,
To destroy something so perfect.
And wonderfully innocent.
My mother asked me what had
Happened to the peaches in the peach box,
But I could not utter the words.
LoveloveLove8 years ago in Other More Like This
Someone asked me what is love
is it good, is it bad
is it awesome, is it terrible
I honestly didnt know how to answer them.
I finally desided love is the most complicated of all emotions
Love is kind
love is harsh
love is wonderful
love is terrible
love is a cure
love is a sickness
love is LOVE
love is hate
love is meaningful
love is pointless
love shows the best in people
love shows the worse in people
love makes us speak truth
love makes us lie
love understands everything
love confuses everyone
love builds your life
love tears your heart down
love makes you smile
love makes you cry
love makes us cuddle
love makes us hit
love makes the world go round
love makes the world go crashing down
love makes things simple
love makes things impossible
love is always worth it
love is never worth it
love makes us smarter
love makes us stupid
love is enlightening!
love is BLIND
make love not war
make war out of love
love is peaceful
love creates fights
love is sooth
PhoenixAnd that is how she was born...Phoenix6 years ago in Open More Like This
From ashes to fire and back,
From a drop to a waterfall below,
From a scar to a hole in the sky,
From a word to a beautiful lie.
And that is how she has felt,
Singing and weeping inside.
And that how she has left
The cold world playing aside.
And that is how she has dreamed
About rains and thunders and winds
By that time she truly believed
That beside them, there she lives.
But the truth was splashed in her face.
Such a cool and sweetish poison.
Around her wrist a dark scarlet lace...
Blue eyes await execution.
Confessions - Burning BookIn my heart there lives a monster, and he waits for those who careConfessions - Burning Book6 years ago in Horror More Like This
to leave their marks on paper.
He collects them in a book with gold leaf paper, and he keeps them
bound in black leather covers
And when that book means more than the world, and holds things
I can never retrieve
He lights the match. He lights the book from the back, and those pages
turn to ashes.
I stand and scream and reach for the burning gold, but I'm immobilized by
my fear of fire
And he laughs, and he mocks how the leather turns to smoke. I know he
thinks it's fair.
And I scream, but a silent scream. No one could ever dare to hear me.
That water leaves my eyes in a stream, flowing freely. You can taste the salt in
the air from the river that has formed.
Could this water travel faster? Could it save my burning book? But, alas, he reads
The book is in his hands, and he grips it with his claws. How he smiles at the fire in
his ugly, burning hands.
That's a grimace I'll remember, till the
Heaven's Gates - To C______To C______Heaven's Gates - To C______6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Panic swells thy heart
Two minds alike apart
And in this tempest's breeze
Bronze hearts begin to freeze
How quickly troubles fade!
How quickly they are made!
When Heaven shines upon
A bitter hope begun
How quickly calmness flees
How quickly the heart sees
Though mind is at a loss
Are Heaven's eyes the cause?
I thought that Eden's gates
Were sealed by man's own hate
Hark! In your eyes afar
The doors were left ajar
What gift, or curse, is this?
My soul is at a bliss
And mind is still at doubt
Too many risks to count
Can I win a losing game?
Can I make you feel the same?
O God! Can you not see
The cruel reality?
Dare I question my own faith?
O! I fear it is too late
To turn my eyes away,
Or for my heart to sway
A Little Means EverythingI want you to love me uglyA Little Means Everything6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To revel in the darkest parts of me
Praise me not when I am beautiful
Raise me up when I am nothing
Strong in the struggle to survive
I will believe your love truest
When very little means everything.
jigsaw.i'm not sojigsaw.7 years ago in Other More Like This
every time you make me smile
an abortion clinic
or something else just as
because i think you're the most
piece of work i've had the pleasure
of experiencing while
you're putting yourself back together
take the last
lopsided square of your puzzle
and hide it underneath the cushions
just so you would never be finished
or anything relatively
just so i would know why
and just because i could
and just because i find you
so much more
when you're not quite
you closed off in glass jars
underneath my arm
so i can walk you
show you off
to any girl that comes along
Why, yes.Steady beats of martyred love-lies-falling down on skid-scraped sidewalks rain-dripped with long lost, has-been joys killed over and over by their selfish words that strike selfless keys on tall pianos making sweet and sour, bright-streaked music whilst wandering aimlessly throughout the dark, life-evaded spaces in a street-whore's one-track mind that thinks thoughts of lust, greed, and intimacy until the back-break wonder of a stolen kiss takes tolls on the mental incoherency that was once whispered in shallow ears with deep-hearted thoughts and telling some revitalized reasons to a trolley-shop tramp that bathed his blood with gold-dusted rumors and spun intricate webs of persnickety, black-eyed drama to take a seriously misguided stab-in-the-dark at a goose-chased tale telling all of its slumbered down sugar-pies to smoke puffs of their last cigar andWhy, yes.7 years ago in Other More Like This
Oenothera FruticosaTomorrow, in those fluorescent, kaleidoscopic baby-planetsOenothera Fruticosa7 years ago in Other More Like This
that we fondly refer to as memories...,
I'll take your hand, and lace your fingers [with mine.]
And we'll run in perfect circles
til the scarlet luminosity of a DYING vector
[is completely gone] in a fancy-drawn fit of [sexual apathy.]
When the crystal-clear skies suddenly CLOUD,
full of semi-precious thoughts c a r v e d i n s t o n e .
Manicured FingernailsSlumped across this jagged edgeManicured Fingernails7 years ago in Other More Like This
Flickers and resounds
Upturned humble skin
Chewing their manicured fingernails
Drift into this a puckering sleep
Drenched grey Collapse
Slumped across this jagged edge
Marmalade Articulations in...Please. Don't finish that sentence...Marmalade Articulations in...7 years ago in Other More Like This
I'm imagining what it would be like,
to be the words hanging from your lips... ♥
cwDSKNKHJJU942He said,cwDSKNKHJJU9427 years ago in Other More Like This
"I'll let you be in my dream...
if I can be in yours."
You're in my bloody dream,
raping all that was once known
and replacing it with patient hope.
Patient hope in new snow,
bathed in blood and drizzled...
with that oh so grizzly feeling
of sickly-sweet surprise.
So, zip that howling screamer
and go... burn brighter...
...in the dark.
Humming Merry, Little Verses.Stretching out pale, corset-encrusted bodies,Humming Merry, Little Verses.7 years ago in Other More Like This
heaving upon waves of blue satin,
and raising butterfly-light above.
Blue bedroom eyes clouded with ice-cold lust,
Tiny diamonds beading and pouring
downward from your neck
Ardour blessed passion scratched deep
in the alabaster expanses.
that thin frame, writhing madly.
Matching the rhythm of the blasting stereo
beat for hot-blooded beat.
Lovely, crushed-rose dusted little babies on mine,
they're oh, so soft,
and taste oh, so sweet.
Long, slender fingers running races
through waves and strands of black silk.
Intertwining vines in and out together
traveling all over me
gripping my waist and holding me tight.
breathy whispers touch thy neck as
simple pledges from a lover-beau's lips.
Pale skin, so smooth and warm against my own.
deep in those two emerald dancers,
watching those lovelies steal
the blue-hazed light.
Remember Me In Iceland...Bitter-sweethearts played back in stereo,Remember Me In Iceland...7 years ago in Other More Like This
falling in and out of love at this loud volume.
to the heavy-metal thunder beat
sucked down through a curious girl's
of smoke and lightning grey.
They're clouding up her glass-light barrier,
pouring that 100-times-done-before melody
down and out on the street corner
begging for a proper penny,
six pence none the richer, at least.
Rocking crew-cut, platinum-plated love accords
through that mad hatter's tambourine.
A Distant Pleasure...Let the hormones rage as cotton thrashes and hearts beat fasterA Distant Pleasure...7 years ago in Other More Like This
till you cut the kite string on a liposuction dream that coded
on the operating table.
It disappears into Betty Davis eyes
and is shone back through
Blowfly.The flecks of green tourmalineBlowfly.7 years ago in Other More Like This
in your cherry moon eyes
shine so sparkly in your UV light.
Fuck you too.Drop dead, Gorgeous...Fuck you too.7 years ago in Other More Like This
That disappoints me... that I can STILL hear your voice
dripping off the light-bulb.
I swore ten times backwards that it was... choked off.
Sometimes, it's just... just.too.much.
One day, I'll pull the trigger,
and you can wash all the love I had once for you off the wall.
Or maybe I'll just hold you... in my hand
and drown you in my own personal ocean.
I don't know... I'm not a goddamn psychic.
Maybe you should just kill me,
pop me off one of these days.
Do us BOTH a favor...
Shaking Hands with Crickets... Pretty promises f a l l i n g . . .Shaking Hands with Crickets...7 years ago in Other More Like This
from a filthy, little mouth,
With e v e r y passing breadth,
a little bit lovely;
a little bit stranger;
a little bit deadly;
some guys just can't
A Travesty in C-MinorKaleidoscopic lilac hangs off your lipsA Travesty in C-Minor7 years ago in Other More Like This
as I breathe in all the conflict that pools there
in the shadows of your pretty, little mouth.
The cyanide in your supernova-eyes
has me suffocating for those panchromatic
optic-planets that shine through the lids.
Cheshire-grins form at the sides of your
mouth when it finds where your hands
were searching for and then they leave a trail
of breadcrumbs for your hands to find their way back.
My lower lip is cherry-blossom as it awaits
that quiet touch that it's become so very
hypersensitive to as it goes through stages of
analysis to keep those black secrets black
and the white surreptition a ghostly-pale white.
Champagne in Place of Suicide. Throw me s w e e t b r i a r lovelies,Champagne in Place of Suicide.7 years ago in Other More Like This
and gently lay me down to bed.
Rest your head u p o n my hand,
sip softly at my loving breath.
I'll give you ardour mirrors,
and my own c o m a t o s e love.
We're lost in the fever,
drowning in the smoke.
Taking a will-o'-the-wisp kiss,
and p l a y i n g the cord softly,
Two Bees Encased in Amber. Hm.Lace me up tight,Two Bees Encased in Amber. Hm.7 years ago in Other More Like This
and watch my lips change blue.
[First with your hands,
then with your mouth...]
My breaths come short, quick
whilst your hang heavy,
high on honey-bittered lust.
Lead me down where the wild roses grow,
and brush them upon my numb teeth.
Listen as they bring the colour back to my cheeks
only to run out so suddenly
in a high-volumed fit of ecstasy.
It's a price though,
that the come-down