dos amigos. para os amigos. iiJá pensaste em como seria se eu deixasse de existir? Espera. Não é desse modo. Deixar de existir apenas. Habitar um corpo mas sem compromissos de maior. Comer, dormir, falar e fazer tudo o que é suposto mas na verdade querer a todo o instante despir de vez a pele que nos circunscreve. Não vestiria outra se é isso que pensas. Apenas conseguir andar aí pelo mundo meio em coma meio alerta e poder praguejar e gritar sem ter que me preocupar se rebentaria de ódio ou de tédio ou de tudo… As vezes que eu te tentei dizer que morri e renasci. Não imaginas. E levava as mãos aos bolsos, sorria-te e enquanto o fazia os dedos pressionavam-se até doer. E sempre que te abraçava fechava os olhos para sufocar a dor. Não te consigo dizer nada, sabes? Desde que te foste embora que de tempos a tempos lembro-me de como era bom poder subir a rua e estar contigo. Tudo o que me restou foi esta impressão na barriga e o grande nó que tenho na garganta. Tu sabes que tudo sempre me foi difícil, não preciso dedos amigos. para os amigos. ii8 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
CryCry for me.Cry1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cry because you’ve seen it all and you’ve seen the world and you’ve seen the people.
Cry because your eyes have no more use than to be the vessel of your sadness.
Cry for me, cry for yourself and all the others, lost as we are, creatures on a relentless rock, bugs in the eye of time.
Cry, for the magnitude of our despair might just be a tear among the cheek of the universe, and the grip of our weak hands may be strengthened by the lack of hope and the prospect of potential.
Cry, cry, cry, and when you have no tears left, you die.
QUOTES OF ARWEN GERNAK 2Quand l 'évidence est aussi grosse qu'un boeuf, butter sur des ânes vous donne une rage de lion.QUOTES OF ARWEN GERNAK 21 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
Life With Mom V'Agnes?'Life With Mom V1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Zidian enters the house after work, wondering where his wife might be. He hears sounds coming from the kitchen.
'Yes, very good Chaos. Now you have to add this.'
'What is that?'
'Magical powder that makes it all blow up!'
Hearing that conversation, Zidian hastens to the kitchen, worrying about what crazy experiment Agnes is conducting and his son jumps at him, holding what appears to be baking powder.
'Daddy! Mommy is making a normal cake for you and it's a surprise!'
Chaos Alexander is 6, and he still hasn't really grasped the concept of "not saying everything right away". It's endearing how absolutely unable he is to lie. Zidian hugs the little boy, relieved that's it's only a cake and not a nuclear weapon they are concocting, and then looks up at his wife. He startles.
Agnes looks different. She is wearing a soft pink dress with a little white collar and white buttons up front, sensible laced shoes and white stockings, a flowery apron, and her hair is
Tearis's Reaffirmation To AngelI came like a whisper carried on the night's windsTearis's Reaffirmation To Angel1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
With a whinny and a nod I let out the cry of war
I felt my pulse racing my vision blurred in haste and fear
I wanted to win the day, I kicked ass took names and kept score
I was not afraid of my fate not afraid to stand and fight
And rid the world of evil and the monsters and their blight
Then gone again the winds did carry me onto another place
I am a warrior of nobility here to save the day
Some may call me an angel, some may call a reaper
But you can call me Tearis, the one who comes to splay
Bleed you out and then will vanish in the night
Follow MeI'm just a Gothic darling angelFollow Me1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll lead you where you want follow
Take my path and give your all
to see where I go, the path is shallow
My eyes alight with pure curiosity
Gingerly staring at a man in the forest
What should I do to fend this illusion
Should I take him or lead him away
Is this important should I stay
I see my future burning brightly
I take my path will he follow
Follow down the beaten trail
Am I really living
Am I frail
If I lead on
Will you follow
Do you want me
Will you be able
I love you truly
Not sure why
I feel connected
To your eyes
I will lead you
Please my darling
Please my dearest
Come and follow me
CircleA tiny pit in the surface appeared,Circle1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
negligible, almost molecular.
A minuscule dent caused by one misspoken word.
A gnat flying head-on into a brick wall would have left a bigger mark,
but you noticed.
You took out your red pen of dissatisfaction
and circled it.
The pit formed a hairline crack.
You pointed at it and expressed your utter disgust.
The hairline crack grew bigger.
You stomped your feet on the ground and screamed profanities.
The crack grew wider.
You threw your arms into the air and cursed angrily.
The crack became a split.
You raged unreserved about how you were affected by this.
The split became a chasm.
You tore at your eyes and spit at the sight of the unfolding event.
The chasm widened into a canyon,
unable to hold back the cacophony from the pain
as the spirit within drained lifelessly onto the floor,
vomiting forth the essence of life,
dancing death's throes,
all movement ceased.
You gasped as if surprised
at the inevitable de
BlueIn life what color I may chose,Blue1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
like the light in your eyes,
I chose blue.
Blue like the sky,
blue like rain,
blue on a wing tip,
blue as a wave.
Blue is the misty morning dew,
blue is the meadow
with flowers anew.
Distance and time
may keep us apart,
watching the sunset,
blue is my heart.
OrganizeStack them neatly into place,Organize1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
one by one they fit so well,
so high they reach up into space,
each one has a story to tell.
It's not a wall you build so high,
you're not building a mystery,
you gather them from day to day,
they're the pages of your life.
GracefullyWhen I was eight, I couldn't wait to be ten.Gracefully1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A double-digit number seemed so big back then.
I would be so tall and older too,
just think of all the things I could do!
I could stay up late and watch T.V. until nine,
and being in the fifth grade sure would be fine.
When I was eighteen, I couldn't wait to be twenty.
No longer a teen, now I'd be somebody.
I could find a bride and settle down,
she would look so lovely in her wedding gown.
I could get a real job and make money by the ton,
being in college just wasn't fun.
When I was twenty-eight, I couldn't wait to be thirty.
It sounded so fun to be "dirty thirty".
I could have a Son or maybe two,
they would grow up like me and be successful too.
I would get promoted with a big pay raise,
and my friends and family would shower me with praise.
When I was thirty-eight, I couldn't wait to be forty.
I was still in great shape and not at all portly.
The prime of my life, I'd be a success,
when it comes to my career, I'd be
JourneyIfJourney1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
we never had to
journey through the
darkness of our souls,
how on Earth
would we ever see
Joyfull New YearTonight I saw an Angel weep,Joyfull New Year1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
tear off her wings and throw them at her feet.
She ripped her gown into tiny shreds,
cursed us all and wished us dead.
She threw her halo in the trash,
with a knife, her arm she started to gash.
Spitting and swearing, she called us all whores,
for killing and fighting and starting our wars.
Kicking a building she sharply exclaimed,
"You're killing the planet, you're fucking insane!"
Naked and bleeding she started to leave,
sobbing and stumbling down the street.
As she was fading away, I heard her say,
"Go on, fuck it up, it's a whole new decade".
JourneyIfJourney2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we never had to
journey through the
darkness of our souls,
how on Earth
would we ever see
What love really isWhat love should beWhat love really is2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love should be a feeling
That makes you
Warm and fuzzy
At the same time
It does not come with
Scars or Knifes
Love doesn't come with bullets
Love doesn't come with threats
Love comes with real acceptance
Of who the other individual really is
When it comes to a certain way of thinking
Love can happen anywhere
On the street
In a car
You never know
Where you will find love
So, the little girl
Inside me asks very clearly
Why are we hurting each other
When we could all do one thing
That makes everyone feel betters
Simply love one another
And stop the gun fire
Stop pointing out
Each others mistakes
And accept each other
I do not know about anyone else
But I believe true love
It means you protect
The other person
As much as they protect you
And inside of violence
When they feel hurt
You heal them with love
And let it grow
Until the whole world
Is filled up to the max
Gods Play DiceGods Play DiceGods Play Dice2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
If time were on our side, we'd be together.
everything you say just crossed my mind at once.
If time were on our side, we'd be loving... by now.
But time's not on our side... for as far. as. we. know.
Hey dear God, won't you roll the dice?
Listen to this plea of your humble testing mice...
Oh, dear God, won't you take a chance?
Give it all up to the music, and we will dance... will dance.
If time were on our side, we'd be holding hands.
All the possibilities just started making sense...
If time were on our side we would have some hope...
but given this position, I can't find the slope... no slope...
If time were on our side, it would happen. (Would it happen?)
If time were on our side, it would be clear. (Clear my dear)
everything just goes from there to here, and in-between.
And time, time, time is not on our side.
time, time, time, is not on our side.
Take on the bits we have and try to make it work...
I can promise everything but I'm never sure.
-Do You Love Me-Do you love me tender-Do You Love Me-2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Do you love me still
Do you love me in the morning
Or when the evening ends
When fades the dust and starlight
Does it make you remissness
Of the girl you use to love
Or is it me you love still
Oh baby love me tender
Love me forever still
And hold me in the morning
Till the evening comes to an end
I'll love you ever tenderly
If only you would swear not to leave
Then the past means nothing anymore
For it's you, my darling that I adore
So do you love me tender
Can you love me ever still
Through the night to the morning
And when the evening winds down to end
Still I ever love you
Forevermore, will it be you
My darling that I adore
Test of Character IThe second time she woke up, she lay in a bed. Her head hurt a little less and she could move herself a tiny bit. At least she wasn't paralysed, she thought. The room was simple and clean. A bed, a bedside table, a chair, and that was about it. Where was she? And who was she? Her memory was empty. She vaguely remembered standing in a line, and the sound of screaming people. A fight. Cold. Pain. But before that? Nothing. A plain white sheet. The men who had brought her here one of them had said something about Path Integrals. Maybe maybe those had been the strange weapons one of those monsters used. Slowly, the details of her fight with the creepy servants of the levitating man started to come back. But everything before that was gone. She didn't even know her name. The door opened. A serious looking man wearing a casual suit and a bowtie entered the room, followed by another man, who also looked very serious, wearing a dark grey suit and tie.Test of Character I2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
'So this is her ' Sa
My Game Is Your PainMy game is your painMy Game Is Your Pain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The tears you cry yet again
Death is only the beginning
Can you continue running
From the demons following you
Waiting to steal breath from you
Does the terror in the night
Fill your heart with darkened fright
Can you ever escape the fate
Or will you drown in your hate
Fears pounding in your ears
Escalating your tears
All because of the game
A demon destroying you for fame
Goodnight dear star
Don't tell people who brought you this far
And who you sold your soul to
And breath deep knowing you
Soon will become a ghastly remain
Of the one who my game is to cause her pain
live it I've been livinglive it2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It doesn't take much
Just a nice cup
A single piece
A friend with a car
And most of all
The will to enjoy it all
I Always Lose.I Always Lose.2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
You confuse me, babe
I stare at you with an empty gaze
You leave my mentality focused on good memories of you
Forcing me to speculate who I should blame
Is it in truth your fault I'm in so much pain?
I thought I knew what I wanted
However, instead I made immoral moves
Because all I could distinguish was you
And countless sparks flew
I couldn't stop calling you my 'boo'
You were by no means something I had wished to lose
Nonetheless, you cheated on your own girl
Do I even want you involved in my world?
I know I truly shouldn't
Instead, you grow to be my only secret
I perceive so much potential inside of you
You know how to be kind, but that's not what you choose
Instead all you desire is to emotionally abuse
I don't understand one way or another I always lose