i am wasted , loveit isn't that i'm not enoughi am wasted , love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's that i'm too much
rolling hills, salient where
silence should be,
valleys deep like gorges
and rocky like crags.
if i whittle my waist
to a point,
a narrow tip sharp
and lusting for blood,
would i be worthy?
would my heart expound
and writhe in revelations,
would we become the married summer
with starry thieves masking our
this is when i hurl myself into
desperate blue strobes
and feel the bass line drilling the
too-hidden, secret and avian
bones with the bird behind their
cage. this is when i feel hot
hands pressing over cold hips,
when i feel warm for the first time
in what's felt like the eternity
spent holding my breath,
this is when i feel like i could
and you just
Time to...Always far too much time,Time to...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When youre so very far away,
Or always far too little of it,
When youre not here to stay.
But just enough time for I love you
(Its what I really needed to say!)
Orwell Was Right: The NSA Spying ProgramGreetings all!Orwell Was Right: The NSA Spying Program6 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
This is the second part of my promised political work this week, this time focusing more on American politics rather than an international issue. Tonight, I zero in on a massive scandal for the current government in the United States, specifically the NSA spying program.
For those unaware, the National Security Administration has been secretly listening in on millions of Americans’ phone calls, and has been accessing the online activities and records of Americans as well. This apparently goes fairly far back, as revealed by leaker and former CIA employee Edward Snowden. The intelligence community, from the FBI to the Department of Homeland Security, has been pushing for these measures ever since the terrorist attacks on September 11, 2001. The extensive spying pro
StoryAs the sky crackled with black lightning and perilous thunder, I looked up at the sky near the top of the roof of the old crumbled cathedral. the rain was coming down hard as the night crept in and people sank into their once comforting beds. I heard the call of some of my comrades and rushed inside the hollow building.Story4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Have you found them yet?" I asked, slowly surveying the structure with subtle curiosity.
"We have found traces of black magic all throughout this place. It seems whoever resided in this place was in a hurry to clean up their tracks." said a young officer who was standing next to me.
"Or they could be luring us into a distraction. Where did you find no evidence?" I asked again, shifting my eyes from under the hood of my broad hat, so I could get a glimpse of a possible escape route. As my eyes crept past the crowd of surveying men, something caught my eye. As soon as I noticed the small reflection of something polished, it was too late.
A spray of blo
Etude du son "S"Le SommeilEtude du son "S"5 years ago in Other More Like This
L'essence lancinante laissé par un ancien
passant délasse l'inconscient.
Sismologie cérébrale stimulé par cette douce sensation
Les personnes sentant, s''assoient comme absent
Elles se délectent de ce délice de senteurs.
Systématisant l'ascension ce stimuli fait s'entasser
Sans pas-sans les passants.
C'est la que sans prévention un des passants
pissant senti la source d'émission
de l'essence d'encens
Il se lance à la poursuite du semeur d'odeur
sans assistance au milieu de cet océan dépassant
les cents pas au large du passage.
Il suivit le Chemin du semeur suintant
Sans plus jamais cesser...
She Sings...The five sided die falls to the floor.She Sings...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Changes surge in, through my fingers and up my veins.
My back cracks and bends under the extreme pressure,
Yet, I feel no pain.
The blue flood washes over my senses.
I am enraptured in the beautiful water.
Enamored with the unified chaos around me.
I suck in, filling my lungs with fluid,
Yet, I continue to breathe.
I gaze up and see the precious Luna.
I swim towards her, bathing in her soothing caresses.
I break the smooth glass above me.
I drift back into the sea.
Darkness Fadingthe darkness is fading in the light of Your loveDarkness Fading3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's just what happens when we keep looking above
beyond our circumstances, beyond our mistakes
we are endlessly held in the grip of Your grace
Barbed-Wire HeartBarbed-Wire HeartBarbed-Wire Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Will I ever be able to get close enough
to touch you without getting cut myself
I'm just trying to love you
but you're ripping me apart
What has hurt you so deeply
that watching me bleed
relieves your pain
How can I ever help you
if all my efforts are in vain
AutophobiaNever point the finger inside.Autophobia4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
(I know where it goes)
Never let myself shine on the outside.
(Weakness shows, depression grows)
I've lost my direction
Have nowhere to go.
Fed hypocrisy from childhood
Shed tears for inadequacies belonging
To everyone but me.
Never point the finger inside
(I know where it goes)
Never let the heart shine outside.
(Weakness shows, anger grows)
Product of your enviorment, you told me to live
Then tried to kill me.
Where is my mind going, Could you please tell me?
Never point the finger inside
(At my heart)
Never let the anger outside.
(Inside a cancer grows)
Noun:I have scoured every source,Noun:2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
searched every sentence,
and sifted through every syllable.
Yet I could not find what
was looking for.
None of the encyclopedias ,
none of the epigraphs,
none of the essays
could capture the definition of
as I feel they could.
For none mentioned
The Forbidden Fruit SS -Love10They were having an argument. Again. Samael could tell by the way they hardly spoke to each other and how they moved to avoid even the slightest touch of the other. He sighed. Those two were complete idiots when it came to romance. It looked like he might have to intervene in their relationship again.The Forbidden Fruit SS -Love102 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He put his arm around Marisa's shoulder and she snuggled closer, trying to shield herself from the dropping temperatures and the sea mist that churned up with every wave the ship crossed. Even though he had asked her countless of times if she wanted to go back to their room, she had refused.
Of course, he couldn't blame her. Friday's music night was one of the most amusing nights on the ship. This was mainly because none of the crew could play an instrument to save their lives. Their singing was always off tempo or completely off key. They sounded like a troupe of drunken monkeys.
Black SkyFrozen in timeBlack Sky2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Breathing in clouds
No directoin to follow
No designation to locate
Floating in the mist of loneliness
Staring at the black sky
Waiting for a glimpse of light
In this dark cave of mine.
August 30, 2011
Gray WallsFlawed paintGray Walls2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Cracks from damage
Graffiti from labels
Creases from molding
Bumps from roughness
Concrete from mixings
Cold from time.
August 30, 2011
Sleepy DreamsI dreampt of you again..Sleepy Dreams2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Your arms circling around my waist
My back molding into your torso
Your chin on my shoulder
Your mouth by my ear
Whispering that you love me
Tears running down my face
When I wake up to reality..
August 31, 2011
An IntroductionDear alyelliott,An Introduction2 years ago in Letters More Like This
Anxiety, excitement, curiosity; this is the way I remember. I see your name and a trigger is pulled. These emotions burst through the clouded glass which separates me from me as I am in parts. It is the answer to why I feel this way that is my memory, a chain reaction set off behind my eyes.
How do you explain yourself to someone when you can hardly see the parts of yourself that make the whole, the memories behind the ideals? You could try to philosophize, you could question your nature and your nurture, print out a list of environmental factors that constitute your reactions in various situations. You could become the scientist, the psychologist, and explain yourself in terms of neurons and chemical (im)balances.
But I am not a scientist, of that much I am sure.
I would rather explain myself in poetry, in the way that hearing music creates a crack in that glass I mentioned earlier, a tunnel into a piece of myself; a memory of me singing in my bedroom when I was nine,
Time Passes ByTick Tock.Time Passes By2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not even a fly.
Time passes by.
With no one by my side.
What will I have to do?
To just be with you?
45. Meltling IllusionsNo matter what I might tell myself45. Meltling Illusions2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
No matter what I say
I can't keep this up anymore
I still love him
I'm not ready to give up hope
I still want his warmth
I still want his trust
I want his love
I can't keep pretending I'm happy
I can't keep pretending I'm okay
I want him back
No matter how overprotective he was
No matter how jealous
He was the only one to show me, to give me
What I needed, what I craved
I didn't know what I had until he was gone
The Illusion of my feelings is fading
Making the wounds reopen, letting my blood seep.
July 15, 2011
My FortressWanting inMy Fortress2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But not wanting the sting
Fear clouds my mind
Doubts pierce my heart
I hid behind a wall
Holdig it tight so it won't fall
I sit in a corner, all alone
Greatful that the moonlight has shone
Through the cracks of my walls
Comforting me, saying I'm not all alone
Tears stream down my face
Leaving trail marks of sadness
As I stay here in this prison
My heart has a better chance
No one penetrating my solid fortress
Even though I'm alone
I have a less risk of being hurt,
Of being rejected by the people I love.
June 20, 2011
Pretty Little LiarI can't judge you because of what decision you madePretty Little Liar2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You are your own person
You have to make your own mistakes
To live yor own lessions
But why did you have to twist the knife into my heart?
Why did you have to hide this from me?
Why did you lie?
You should have known how much hurt it would have caused me
Did you even spare me a thought about my feelings?
Did you just act on being alone with this situation?
Did you ever think I might have understood?
I may not respect what you did but everyone should accept it
Because what's done is done
The past cannot be undone
Just please do me a favor
And do not lie to cover your tracks
You know I can't stand liars.
June 20, 2011
I Give, You Take, We BreakI GiveI Give, You Take, We Break2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Missing YouI want to say hiMissing You2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I want to cry
I want to hug you and never let go
I want you to know how much I still care
I want to get you to see, to turn in my direction
So I can show you I'm still here
I want you back
But I don't think we can be more than friends
Would you accept my offer?
Would you slam the door in my face and say no?
Would you force me away, telling me to go?
I am afraid we are both too hurt to really know
Someone, of of us, has to open the closed door between us that is closed
Someone has to be the bigger person and take a step forward
But the question is..
Will you let me take that step forward?
Or will you reject me as you did my love?
June 21, 2011
My ApologyTrying not to useMy Apology2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Refusing to abuse
Needing to think
Tears at the brink
Needing your hugs
My heart tugs
Not wanting to tear
Your precious heart out my dear
Shaking my head
I curl up in my bed
And my forced affection
Maybe I wasn't ready
I wish I wasn't so petty
No, sorry doesn't cover half of it
Pleas forgive me
I'm using you, not wanting to be alone..
June 21, 2011