Define: LoveLove is a beautiful thingDefine: Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is a painful thing
A happy thing
A sad thing
With the wrong person
It could even be a
Love is what keeps us together
Or what tears us apart
Or simply is just there
Part of our lives
What we think about
Before we go to bed
What we dream about
When we are asleep
What consumes us
When we are alone
Or when we are together
Good or bad
Happy or sad
Dreams or reality
It is part of our lives
It is love
SometimesSometimesSometimes5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I lay awake at night
With a tear-stained pillowcase
Thinking about you
While I'm laying there
If you're laying there
Thinking about me too
A True FriendA True FriendA True Friend5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I called your name, but you weren't there
I wish so much that I didn't care
I wanted to talk to you today
I had a lot of things to say
I loved our talks that used to last forever
I loved the times when we were together
I loved the stories that you used to tell
How you closed your eyes and remembered them well
Stories of when you were young
Back when your life had just begun
Of all the people you had met along the way
No one ever had a bad word to say
You dug deep back into your memories
When I was young and sat on your knee
All the homemade stuff you used to make
It makes me wish that I knew how to bake
I will tell my children all about you, too
I'm so sorry that they never had the chance to meet you
Thank you Grandma, for the stories of your youth
I will treasure them my whole life through
AngelLiving is a punishment;Angel4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Death would treat me better.
I have no reason to stay
Here, where I am battered, tortured, and bruised
For your amusement.
I have had enough.
Yet my silence remains.
Fear of your anger kept me quiet all these years
Among the ranks suffering unseen,
Invisible to the ones who do not bear our affliction.
But then into my darkness, another came,
Who alone gave me reason for life
And kept me sane through my agony
In this world, where once I stood
Within Death's grasp in my pain and depression.
But now, in my misery, in your arms is my comfort.
In you I find my hope.
In you, my light,
You're Still YouYou're Still You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To me you are still you
Even though you are blue
That doesn't stop me from loving you
Or the love that others give too
I hate the disease called depression
It has a lot of modifications
Based on all kinds of situations
Could be old or new creations
Sure they give you drugs to numb the pain
When you start feeling you take them again
Your mind never really knows when
Or where it has really been
To me you have not changed at all
I stare at the same four walls
I field all of the phone calls
I feel like a rubber ball
Its you and me kid against the world
At you a task has been hurled
Around it your mind has curled
Its me and you, my little girl
People dont know what to say
It seems they expect a miracle everyday
We let our pride get in the way
Its a game we hate to play
You are still the same lovely you
I hate it when you are blue
Your friends just want you back
Treating you different is what they lack
tears don't drown your sorrowlost one,tears don't drown your sorrow4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Why do you always seem so sad? Your eyes are deep cerulean swirls of the sea, calm on the surface but fatal underneath with endless anfractuosities. Crestfallen rivers find their way down your cheeks and fall like raindrops on your cold hands.
If you were a song you would be the most broken and desolate winter nocturne in solo. You would be the beautiful heartbreaking tune of the violinist in the park, leaning down to close his old case full of coins.
You said you could play the piano for hours, from sunrise to sunset and into the quiescent night, but I know your slender fingers always remain the same temperature---below zero. And sometimes, your heartbeat is so silent and your eyes so icy blue I could almost see the snowflakes waltzing in them, an endless snowstorm. What happened to your passion?
When the show is over, the stage swept sterile and the actors all gone home to live in the monstrous truth, you sit in the dark and hear the walls breathing, and the whisper war in
:in between words and worlds:i.:in between words and worlds:3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
With amorphous regret in my mind and genesis in my notebook I turn the page and there is the hateful etching of your name a hundred times over and over until its engraved on my wrists and under my eyelids, those crimson marks dispersing into atoms when I close my eyes, there is the slight tremble of the summer leaves and the south birds migration, there are the salmons leaping in ocean's tears and mountain's streams and there are cars whizzing by the empty voids between our words and worlds.
To you, words exist in worlds
And to me worlds live in the existence of words
But you'll only frown and turn away, and accuse me of being philosophical and boring.
Because maybe that's what I am, a cluster of clashing words,
Clashing worlds when I shut my eyes
And clashing sounds like soap water when I just l i s t e n .
In the translucent yellow of this candlelight, the lisp of words soften to words sifting above whispers, and in vain I sketch in my mind the shape of your smi
listlessNothing's on my mind, reallylistless3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or maybe everything is
You keep your life rhythm through those beating drumsticks
Scream chaotic whispers in electric waves
Heart lit up in wildfire by the arsonist crowd,
As the crowd grows thicker
Thinner grows that trust of ours
In the electric energy hanging over our heads in this wild chaos,
I make out the silhouette of your body frame
The beat of the stilettos on the glass floor, casting laughter drowned in wine, moving pictures shouting from smooth clear surfaces.
He kept his rhythm, theories of life, to himself. For there is no space left in the world and in man's mind for thoughts of complexity and philosophical remarks; the world was built on numbers, consumes numbers, and every crook every turn every bolt and every nail was a number
They said, here's something abstract,
It's worth ten houses, this painting of listless strokes
And they gave you white paper
[For your breathtaking brush strokes, your abstruse words ]
But the whitewashed walls
LightToday my sister touchedLight4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the morning rays creeping through
the window and smiled because
It was God
Fallingon broken wings i fallFalling4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my sins drag me down
i try to stay high
but something brings me down
i am a wounded bird
unable to take flight
i can't be the angel
under the moonlight
the pain i endure
grows worse everyday
there is no one around
to help me on my way
sick and broken
i lay on my wings
and think to myself
what has become of me?
ExpectationsThe pressure keeps me going,Expectations3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yet holds me back.
The thought isn't comforting
It feels like an attack.
The sort that keeps me up at night;
Why my fingernails are short.
Like a dark and looming blight;
A disheartening exhort.
Better, better, better!
The expectation is quite blunt.
Never, never, never...
Exactly what they want.
I'm not the person I want to be,
Due to expectations.
Under the eyes that never see
My pain is their creation.
DiscoverWhat is the purpose of this experience?Discover4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With them always, even beyond death
For them, all emotion is shared
To give it our all, regardless of what other tell us?
For her, he will break a promise
With her, he might become the greatest
To love someone unconditionally despite their faults,
For him, she'll put her life and love on the line
With him, all she wants is happiness and peace
Or their crimes?
For him, she would have walked a dark path
With him, she only wants love
To get revenge on another's misdeeds?
For her, he'll hesitate, if only for a moment
With her, he'd be able to see the light of love again
To defy destiny?
For her, he might fight an army single-handedly
With her, he'd be happy
Or to create it?
For him, she'd get stronger, just in case he needed protection
With him, she'd be more than the orphan girl with an obsession with pointy things
To rekindle dying flames?
For her, he'd try ignite a youthful flame in her so
AllegroAllegroAllegro4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Always moving, progressing,
Deemed stupid, pointless,
Dissmissed, we're voiceless,
A new age, it's 'great',
More war, more hate,
Important lessons, still untaught,
Governmental lies, all bought,
Liquor bottles, cheap placebos,
Money thrown, to dark casinos,
Always moving, progressing,
Room 802I never met the person in Rm. 802Room 8025 years ago in Other More Like This
It broke my heart when they called code blue
Doctors come running down the hall
They barely knew him at all
His family was visiting from far away
They were here when he went Home that day
A poor soul only 74 years of age
Just becomes the turning of a page
His wife, sister and daughter in the hall crying
The doctors and nurses in his room trying
He became unresponsive and they couldn't bring him back
A pulse and a heartbeat was what they lacked
I saw the familiar face of his daughter and wife
So full of hope hanging on to his life
He was doing okay this morning
It just came on without any warning
I wish I knew the man in Room 802
I wanted to tell him God Bless You
Definition Of My TearsAnd my tears are not just some transparent, warm liquid that fall from my eyes. They mean so much more then that.Definition Of My Tears4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
They speak, they burn and they plead when my tongue is tangled in pain or resentment and can not twist itself into comprehendable words.
They often save me from blurting something I may regret or save me embarassment before I can think clearly. Does that not count for anything according to you?
What do your tears do? or do you not spew them when we chastise and curse each other. Do you not have any blame?
I weep to be soft , so when your words hit, they sting, and I learn and grow.
They fall into a cup. My cup of wisdom, that I drink from and take in in hopes to learn and better myself.
I am always thirsty.
ScienceGod made our worlds logicalScience5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's why we can't comprehend
Eternity or the broken hold on time
Nor can we understand that
We can't explain everything
And that makes it even
More precious that the few
Have the strength to be un-logical
And have faith
The pain of RainThe rain falls on meThe pain of Rain4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with a thousand pounds of pressure
i can't take the strain
my knees begin to buckle
i try to keep my strength
but to no avail
this heavy burden shall soon prevail
i shall fall and be crushed
i can't handle this weight on my own
if only there was someone
so i was not alone
to split this burden would save my life
ive asked you once
but ill make it twice
please come save me
and stand in this rain
and together we both
shall hold the worlds pain.
RestrainEach piece ofRestrain5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
duck tape you put
on my mouth
Won't stop my
Who Am I? Who Am I?Who Am I?6 years ago in Other More Like This
All day long I sit inside
Behind a computer screen I hide
Not knowing who I'm talking to
Other than a name that says who
You only know what I intend to share
Not anything very personal, do I dare
Am I black,yellow,red or white
What is my age, my weight, my height
Are my eyes blue, hazel, brown or green
Am I nice or am I mean
Do I have excellent manners
Am I a homemaker or a planner
Am I rich or am I poor
Do I own a roof and a floor
Am I married or do I like kids
Do I tell too much or keep it hid
Who Am I, I'd like to know
What can typed words and descriptions show
Do I live somewhere hot or cold
Am I young or am I old
Do I cuss or am I prude
Am I pleasant or am I rude
Do I like girls or do I like guys
Or do I keep it in disguise
Do I like cats or do I like dogs
Maybe turtles or even frogs
China, Canada, United States
In the country or behin
Ordinary Momentslife doesn't have to be perfectOrdinary Moments4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to be perfectly wonderful
I treasure the twists and turns
that life continues to take
I sway and breathe with ease
for gravity will take its place
unfolding the truth
the sun doesn't cry
without a single tear
from moments like this
I won't dare fall shy
within each unique day
I become part of the world
finding valuable possibilities
even in the most ordinary moments
search forever.we search for beauty,search forever.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because we believe we are not beautiful.
we search for perfection,
because we believe that we are not perfect.
we search for another,
because we believe that we are alone.
we search for ourself,
because we believe we have lost sight.
we search for truth,
because we believe truth can be blinding.
we search for belief,
because we do not know what is right.
we search for acceptance,
because we believe we are not accepted.
but you are