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ho imparato i learntho imparato i learnt3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
ho imparato a memoria il tuo nome la tua data di nascita la tua prospettiva le tue preferenze le tue ambizioni i tuoi colori il tuo modo di camminare di osservare le tua labbra le tue parole il tuo naso i tuoi occhi i tuoi capelli il modo in cui arrossivi per l'imbarazzo come sfregavi le mani per lo stesso motivo come ti vestivi e svestivi la tua schiena mai dritta su una sedia io sempre in prima fila per imparare a memoria la tua voce il tuo sorriso il tuo viso per imparare ad amarti per saperti sognare quando non c'eri per imparare chi sei tu io devoto sempre all'angolo sempre dietro sempre in fila ho imparato ad aspettare a sognare e veder
youyou4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
shine like the sun
and take the darkness away.
sail through the bright blue sky
and hover in the clouds above me,
but promise to shine through, so i can see.
x
i've been listening
to songs on repeat, recently.
because the lyrics seem to be
the most relateable thing
to how i think of you.
x
and you know,
i've been remembering my dreams lately.
"you dream of the last thing on your consious mind",
you will hear them say.
well it's no wonder i dream of you.
x
and when i wake, thoughts of forever
are created in me, through you.
"forever's a long time", you will hear them say.
well, i say forever's not long enough
when it
UnwrittenUnwritten4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's been one month now.
Four weeks.
Thirty days;
Just the beginning
of our story.
An unwritten book,
with only the prologue
printed out.
So let's write out this book.
Word by word.
Page by page.
Chapter by chapter.
A book about us,
and our life together.
Of experiences;
both good and bad.
A book about
happiness and love
and real smiles
and sunshine.
All the good things in life
we will share
not alone, but together,
don't worry because
Inside this book holds the day
where we are together in peace.
Where we lay side by side,
hand in hand.
Where I kiss those sweet lips
and graze those soft hips.
The day I will ha
To The SkyTo The Sky4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i wish i could bring you to the sky;
clouds like an unlimited
supply of cotton candy
surround us entirely
and the sun halos your head,
whilst i swallow your love
just outside the pearly
white gates, as
the Angels peer out
envious of the beauty
that would emit from us
the first time we touch.
Beauty Begins With...Beauty Begins With...4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beauty begins with
the bloom of tulips
and the renewal of
life within nature--
in spring.
Beauty begins with
the bloom of a new
beginning within you
replenishing-- glowing
with the essence of life.
Beauty begins with
the sparkling lakes
while the sun's rays
pass through and
reflecting; like glitter--
in summer.
Beauty begins with
the sparkling of
your bright eyes
starring deeply into
L'arme a L'oeilSurpris à l'envers d'un regardL'arme a L'oeil4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A l'ombre de ce que l'on ne voit pas
Le flot soudain surgit de nulle part
par une larme qui lui échappa
Et elle hurle et elle court
façonnant ses rivages d'eau salée
Et elle jure sous sa houle
implorant de ne la dévisager.
C'est à l'orée du visage
s'accrochant à la falaise,
que la lumière comme un présage
la libéra de son malaise
Etude de themeAllongé, touché, à terreEtude de theme4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Les mains en bandages
Le visage crispé et austère
Je le sens qui me quitte
Le visage crispé et austère
Le souvenir d'une lame qui s'invite
Allongé, touché, à terre
J'ai le sang qui me quitte
Un souvenir d'une lame qui s'invite
Une bagarre pour une histoire de morale
J'ai le sang qui me quitte
Gouttes à Gouttes, ma vie me fuit par un trou dans la fémorale.
Never Bloom AgainShe is cold. The cup of tea burns her fingertips. She enjoys the few hours that she still have left. Soon, it will be dark. Soon, he will wake up.Never Bloom Again4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She puts her lips on the edge of the cup. A small cloud of steam comes to warm up her forehead. In vain, she tries to allay her painful nape and gradually gets lost in his memory.
Now, tea is cold. She swallows the last drops absent-mindedly while looking by the window. He is asleep somewhere, loosening the grip of his influence just a little.
Of course in the meantime she could go out, speak to other persons and escape from his absence. But she does not feel like it. She has already tried, seve
LinesReflections in the waterLines3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Faceing my time
The wrinkles in my skin
Telling the story of my life
There are lines for the tears
In the flesh below my eyes
Lines for the laughs
Playing delicately around my mouth
Lines for the anger
In my forhead
Lines for the pain
On my brow
Lines for the care
On my hands
Lines of the sun
On my shoulders
They may be ugly
These lines of mine
But still I love them
They tell my life
LongingYou're happy, you're laughingLonging3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
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
daydreamingsnow slowly fallsdaydreaming3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
steadily to the ground
turning, swirling, dancing,
defying gravity.
i lay below
numb in the cold
watching in delight
tiny crystals take flight
how i wish i was there
dancing through the frozen air
spining round and round
to land gracefully on the ground.
Stream of Consciousness IHot water, yellow walls, yellow tops, giraffes, penguins. Purple shirts and cadged squirrels. Blue eyes, and messy hair. Burst balloons, scissors and inappropriate behavior. Waiting, anticipating. Cheap wine and loosened tongues. Orange, doctors, tenants and hills, smells.Stream of Consciousness I4 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
We indulge, publicly, inappropriately, insultingly, without care or consideration. Disgusting affection. Tongue, lips, ears, nose.
We indulge in our laughter and words, alcohol and kisses.
Sober, little sleep. Big head phones and bigger suitcases. Coffee, morning, newspapers. White walls and carved tables. Shy kisses, lips, tongue, nose. Good byes, and promises in given
Plastic CastlesThere's no inspiration left in me.Plastic Castles7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there's no one to fill this space in me.
i wish life was a fairy tale.
whre i would live in plastic castles.
you'd wake me with a kiss.
and i would never be amiss.
you would never let me be.
you'd also smile and make jokes to me.
we'd live forever
and love each day.
in our plastic kingdom we will stay.
but life isnt a fairy tale.
there's no love left anymore.
no smiles, jokes, or kisses in store.
and no plastic castles for me.
elizabeth essexelizabeth how you taught me these lessonselizabeth essex10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to which i would aptly listen
and how you would always have questions
but i never would chance it
for so long i've tried to encode you a message
oh, how i have been so tempted
but now when i recite this passage
these secrets i must tell then
this casket now you've buried me in
beneath this stone, with rose and emotion
but my heart still beats, though underneath it
and when i die, i'll still be but a reflection, in her eyes
way in the farest heavens
I Never CryI Never Cry10 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I Never Cry
It rips my stomach into seventy small pieces whenever you talk about the guy you just met, or your exboyfriends, or some prospective new boyfriends. But most of all, I hate when you talk about how we're best friends. I have enough best friends, why don't you love me?
Wait, I know, is it because I'm bald?
Maybe I stink.
Too tall?
Too dumb, too smart?
Maybe I swear too much.
Maybe I don't act my age, maybe I do.
I think I'm just too friendly. I never cry, but you know, whenever you talk about how good of friends we are, and how you don't know what you'd do without me, I want to.
You like my best friend. He's good lookin
how i feel whenthey are throwing rockshow i feel when1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and telling me
that it is not okay
to be young
and freckled
and to sit in pine trees
smoking cigarettes
preaching cynicism to the stars
they are screaming
through every pore
they are screaming
child, it is so wrong to hate the world
you can't be your own universe!
you can't be this person-
you are a fool.
sinner, they say,
we are afraid of you.
we do not like the way
your lion eyes flash
sometimes
and we do not like that way
you talk
at night
and we cannot take the way
your heart muddles your head
and we cannot understand you,
sinner,
so give us your body, we
must throw you on the rocks
and
SometimesSometimes I´m sick of humanity,Sometimes2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
the world can be a cruel place.
But there are moments where I
fall deeply in love with the world,
again and again...
and then...
life feels good.
nonsensical thoughts.i like the fiery frolicnonsensical thoughts.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
behind your window's-glass
on november nights.
i'm in love with candle-lit eyes.
oh, and.
if you ran, i would run.
but if you halted i would carry on.
i know what is best.
we are young and
these hearts ache
with the fullness of
teenage pseudo-love.
let us rise from the bed
and not mention it again.
i want somebody
to tell me i'm lovely
or that i'm not
un-lovely.
i want somebody to lie
for a night
by my side.
i have nothing to say
but i can't stop talking.
your silence is digging
a trench within me,
and so i am filling the void
with my own voice.
amidst the nebulous cover of morning
Don't stare at meDon't stare at me because you think I'm ugly.Don't stare at me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't stare at me because you think I'm beautiful.
Don't stare at me because you think I'm stupid
and don't stare at me because you think I'm dumb.
NO
Stare at me because you love the way I talk so fast I have to take a few seconds to remember what I was saying.
Stare at me because you love the way I love and laugh at bad puns.
Stare at me because you love the fact that I can count EXACTLY up to 29 in korean.
Stare at me because you love how I love food more than money.
Stare at me because you love
fluorescent adolescent.Henry, you have televisionfluorescent adolescent.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
eyes, and you're more vivid than my acid-stained dreams.
Never heard more static than from your lips, boy.
Never felt so real.
I think about you when I'm running away--
and you're all technicolour imprints
on my kal-eye-doscope lids.
Your hair is frayed live wires.
You sweat acid rain.
You are neon colours
and fluorescence and white noise, and
you have television eyes
and I never want you to change the channel.
Read Me RealRead Me RealRead Me Real1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am the person to breathe you real
Reawaken perfect in any age
I house every moment you hold dear
Receptacle of your every hope and fear
Witness to your anger when you engage
Returned again to breathe you real
Memories still fresh of how we feel
Locked together on third eye's stage
All the moments that I hold dear
I can hear your voice when I hold you near
Give you my mind, free of your cage
A playground for me to breathe you real
Come with me again on time line's wheel
Do not be afraid to turn the page
Our story has all the moments I hold dear
It's our voices on the wind we hear
All it takes for me to be assuag
oh my god...im in loveperhaps i fell deeper than i understood.oh my god...im in love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But i realize more and more how hard i've fallen every day.
Talking to a friend as much in love with his girlfriend as i am in love with the very man i've spoken of in
these past two lines.
Not even hearing phil's voice, but FEELING the tone of it THROUGH this barrier that is my computer.
Feeling his love for my best friend radiate like body heat from wherever he is. I can feel the
connection, just like feeling nick's hand in mine...
When i saw them first together, i was jealous. i wanted to cry. Seeing them look into each other's
eyes. Like there was no one else in the world.
I felt a longing
I Can Feel a Hot OneThe slow beat began, my heart pacing with every pluck of the strings. The drums beat slowly adding to the soft rhythm. The singing began.I Can Feel a Hot One4 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
"I could feel a hot one taking me down"
"For a moment, I could feel the force"
"Veiny to the point of tears"
"And you were holding on to make a point"
"Whats the point?"
The slow beat continued i felt sad. My heart felt heavy with sadness teardrops danced down my guitar. The depression seeped into my skin as the singer brought his lips back up to the mic.
"I am but a clean man, stable and alone man"
"Make it so i won't have to try"
"The faces always stay the same"
"So ill just make the fact I'm ju
One Last Gift One Last GiftOne Last Gift4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone has dark secrets they keep buried deep inside of themselves; moments in their past they never speak of and just crave to forget, but can never fully rid themselves of.
I have only one, but that one moment in time has left me broken and scared for years now. It was more than eight years ago, yet not a day goes by that I don’t remember the pain I caused Lucas Dior and Suzy Blue. You will probably hate me for this, I hate myself for this, but sometimes it helps to have my secrets exposed. Although, my guess is, you won’t understand…
Sta.sh
