More Than We Could Hope To BeMore Than We Could Hope To Be6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
More Than We Could Hope To Be
If I could make you
A unique shade all your own,
I would paint you across the sky
And no body of water
Would be able to resist
I would bottle you up,
And fill page upon page
With your wondrous pigment.
With you I could publish volume
Of epic fantasy.
I could slay
And liberate vast kingdoms,
Plunged into hardship
By some tyrannic villain
Far too overpowering for the people
To free themselves from.
With you I could even reach
Into the sky
And pull down the moon.
Yet for all the magnificent things
What happens when I run out
Would it be so wrong of me
To save a few drops
If I could make you
Into a song,
Some lucid lullaby or majestic melody,
I would sing the world to sleep.
I would be your devoted minstrel,
Singing your song of love and sadness
From the highest peak
So that the wind could carry
Your tenacious tune
To every corner of the Earth.
With you I could even dive
The Darkest Place You'll GoThe Darkest Place You'll Go8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Darkest Place You'll Ever Go
The darkest place you'll ever go
Is the only place I really know.
I used to sit there on summer nights,
And watch the fireflies glow.
I'd watch them dance their firefly dance
Until their lights went out.
The darkest place you've ever been
Lies somewhere deep beneath my skin.
I can't help but wonder just where it stops
And where I begin.
I'd sit there on those dark summer nights,
And wonder what tomorrow will bring.
The darkest place you'll ever hide
Is in the shadows by my side.
If you stay there I'll keep you safe,
And in your heart confide.
Confide in you all those secret times
Of summer nights and fireflies.
Yet, the darkest thing you'll ever do
Is lock me away inside of you.
And leave me there until the day
That we can start anew.
When I can dance once more with the fireflies
Until my light goes out.
Copyright © 2007 Jarred Lee
Darkness Looms a Misty SilenceDarkness Looms a Misty Silence10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They pound at me
Taunting me to do what cannot be said
The unthinkable thought that infests my head
"existing like a bullet in my mind"
The color dims..
Everything is silent..
Only fragments of the picture is revealed
Sound is barely auditable through the silhouette curtain that
Opaquely paints the image crimson red
The narrow channel now chokes the shell in its desolate chamber
The brink of time is now limited, becoming my fate and burden
….pain has become my stronghold
Through this hell I seek the nothingness that bleeds through my open mind!!!
Needles dance like fire before my eyes!!!
Everything stops and everything goes only for me to find…………
Cold misguided abandoned emptiness….
Staring at me through the eyes of defeat
…my dry thirsty lips can taste the moisture inside them
Cannibalistic insects gather to feast on the undesirable lowly
…but they are interrupted only by a breeze i
JOURNAL DA II - mariage homo, lave plus blancExplorons aujourd'hui la question qui occupe plus la société française que les millions de chômeurs, les déserts médicaux et la visite d'un néo-fasciste sur la tombe du général de Gaulle : le mariage joyeux, dit aussi mariage gai. Je ne comprends pas pourquoi autant de gens gueulent contre le mariage gai, en général, c'est plutôt festif, un mariage.JOURNAL DA II - mariage homo, lave plus blanc2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Examinons le point de vue des contradicteurs, ceux qui aiment le mariage triste. En gros :
"Le mariage est le fondement de la société, dont le but est de s'assurer de la continuité par la procréation. Il nécessite donc la présence d'un homme et d'une femme."
Alors, "fondement", oui, pourquoi pas ; mais c'est osé pour la nuit de noces tout de même. Et les préliminaires ? Ah, ce sont les fiançailles, suis-je bête. Donc, il y aura des fiançailles, comme la tradition l'exige. Bon, voyons ça. Mon fils pourra légalement se marier dans 9 ans. Imaginons qu'il devienne joyeux, malgré son père nihiliste. Bon. Imaginons, le v'
PHOTOGRAPHIE DES GOUFFRES / PHOTOGRAPHIC CHASMSPHOTOGRAPHIE DES GOUFFRES / PHOTOGRAPHIC CHASMS2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Je cheminais paisible
le reste de mes os rongés et poussiéreux
« le soleil s'est glissé », disais-tu,
« dans l'interstice au creux des catacombes » ;
- il n'y a pas de place dans le cur des squelettes.
Tu te tenais derrière, l'argument dans la serrure. Au loin, le portail
remballait ses abîmes vérolés de graviers si petits
qu'ils en oubliaient d'être ternes.
Nous avions négligé l'épaisseur de la lumière.
I walked, hushed
a bag of bones, gnawed and dusty
"The sun has slipped away", you said,
"in between the crevices, deep in the catacombs;"
there is no room in the heart of skeletons.
You stood behind, the argument locked. In the distance, the portal
its depths recoiling, variolous
with pebbles so small they failed to be dull.
We undervalued the thickness of light.
Frantz, september 2012
Delicately deformedAll deformities consist of illusionsDelicately deformed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the veil slips away
All pales in constraint
And now ..
The disposable birth of reason
A view in terms of perception
A pause worthy of stagnation
A sigh of release
Determines the confrontation of perseverance
Midnight SuspensionDevour me, moonlight, within yourMidnight Suspension2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tuck me safely within shady craters,
so my eyes may then halt their steady gaze of
longing, so focused that you sometimes
smear with dribbled darkness.
Let me fly from the inside,
my toes burying themselves in light and lunar dust,
twirling as you spin your radiance below.
Grant me absentmindedness,
towards my worriesmyself.
Just rip me from my soul,
so I, too, may know the sensation of silent
Burying SeptemberIf you were a person, then I'mBurying September2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
something you've forgotten; something inadvertently lost,
discarded on damp, cobblestone walkways where tattered
beggars are just lingering sympathies.
I think I now can relate to unintended loners,
the ones more enforced than observed
Lost within themselves, as I remain lost in darkness;
They without company, and I without you.
If those like you are people too,
then they are all virtual, resembling you with acute precision;
your glow, your warmth, your light,
all which bring about feelings of belonging, and correctness
Yet I find myself abutted to clinking cans lacking of change,
huddled within people-filled corners
beneath tender aches of darkness.
Forever searchingstudying, passerby upon passerby,
eyes half blind to hopeful light;
they've adjusted to comfort of night,
and shady withdrawal.
Maybe we're no longer yours to claim.
Maybe you've given us up,
like ash to the wind.
Adult ServicesX caressesAdult Services4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
For every X
Where X is
a floor sweeper
For every x
Why the troops
Why the temple
Why the tension
Why the torture
X caresses Y
Where Y is a
Within this set
Of X caressing Y
exists the subset
Of Y caresses X
Rage Against The MachineRévoltes intérieures et fureurs avortéesRage Against The Machine2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Aversion pour le faux, l'injuste et le mépris
Gigantesque dégoût d'une société anonyme
Etrangeté de l'oubli des consciences endormies
Arrêter, arrêter, tout peut encore s'inverser
Garder l'espoir, encore et toujours, envers et contre tout
Aller de l'avant, aller encore mais vers où?
Isoler la source du mal, mais comment la détruire?
Nier qu'elle existe, peut-être tout déconstuire
Seuls quelquefois contre le monde entier
Tenir, tenir, ne plus jamais lâcher.
Théoriser à l'infini et ne jamais rien faire
Hésiter encore jusqu'à ce qu'il soit bien trop tard
Eviter le regard de ceux qui sont déjà perdus.
Mentir encore pour éviter la honte
Avouer les fautes infimes pour enterrer les crimes
Romantic LullabyHush now darling,Romantic Lullaby3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't be angry,
Just come to me and I will heal you.
I will touch you sweetly,
As you let all your anger out blissfully,
Come and lay with me.
Let me feel your fast beating heart,
Let me hear your quick breath,
As you hold me tight,
I will whisper sweet words to you,
To make you not worry,
" I am forever yours, you had me fully when you took me,
I belong only to you.
Now sleep my dearest."
Just lay your head on my chest and feel my heart beating for you,
Feel my arms around you,
Feel the warmth of my body for you,
Now sleep in blissful pleasure.
QUATRAIN AMOUREUXQuatrain amoureux.QUATRAIN AMOUREUX2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Voici des nappes bleues débordant de fleurs blanches,
Quelques vins de vermeil aux vertus d'amour pur ;
Oh que ta robe claire roule sur tes deux hanches
Et me laisse hébété dans tes bras de blé mûr.
Frantz, août 2012
Hand of GodWe all find our destinyHand of God2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If we choose to be in the hand of God
We serve our purpose
With joy and happiness to accompany us
If we choose to go through it with tender hearts
We could live a life without despair, destruction, and devastation
If we choose to see the good and bad
We could all see the right path
If we choose to be in tuned with the spiritual of within and among us
We create the path we walk on
With the help from Fate
But our destiny is written in stone
And it we choose so,
Our destiny is the light at the end of the path
If you choose to see it
If you choose to be in the hand of God.
BreatheSeek hidden placeBreathe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in this landscape
of noise; seek
moment of stillness
in these stories
Breathe in. Receive
what is most
embrace the gift,
which life is
Breathe out. Release
inside; loose the
bindings, all you
can bear no longer
to hold within.
Set course toward
the melody that
haunts you, weaving
vision of all
you are meant
Not WithoutI've done my evil.Not Without2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I've done my good.
I know you don't have much faith,
but I am not giving up,
not without you.
I am not leaving this world.
Not without your heart.
Because that is my key to heaven.
And there is no heaven,
not without you.
Love is like fatelove does not discriminateLove is like fate1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
love does not care of age
love is not simple
just like fate love is blind.
love cannot see
love cannot hear
love cannot feel
as I feel.
love is nothing to the touch
love is gone with the wind
like a feather
yours for only a second.
love does not despair
love does not seek solitude
love does not bleed out
love does not care
as I do for you.
love comes to everyone
love lets everyone feel
love lets us know what it is like to be hallow
yet makes my heart endlessly beat for you.
love floats away
only for you to realize how important it was.
love come in many ways
love has a strange way of coming back
when you least expect it
when you finally relearned how to live again
when it comes back you realized how empty you lived
how my heart only kept beating
to call you back
because love is like fate.
DesireIn the silence and darkness of my despair.Desire3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel this desire building up within me.
My heart beats faster.
This desire flows strongly in my veins.
This longing is unfamiliar,
Yet known too well.
My thoughts filled with this craving.
My heart longs for it.
My hands reach for it.
I feel my legs giving away.
All of my strength is gone.
I am weak to this want.
This desire is making it hard to breath.
The feeling of this desire dances among my lips.
Unable to think or understand.
All I know is you are my dearest desire.
ProdaneA silent look of recognitionProdane3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As all that is left
Remains to be seen
As silence forms denial
Will you remember to forget me
As I pass on through to the otherside
Faces inward to escape itself
To push through to another
No longer relevant
As I dissolve myself
To become only you.
How an Artist FeelsHow an Artist Feels2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lifting up the dress of the world and looking under her saturated Gorgy exterior I wonder to myself if this planet is devoid of life. I breathe in a breath of what I think is fresh air. Her girth is torturous; her depth is full of kindness. I look out over the water that looks like a desert covered in blue dust and it reminds me of a song lost in my memory . "If there's one thing in my life that's missing
it's the time that I spend alone. Sailing on the cool and bright clear water. There's lots of those friendly people. They're showing me ways to go. But I never want to lose their inspiration" I forget how most of the song goes but my favorite part goes something like this " The albatross and the whales they are my brothers. And it's kind of a special feeling. When you're out on the sea alone. Staring at the full moon like a lover"
I know it's kind of trippy how things can turn flaccid in a bli
The GallowsThe gallows harkenedThe Gallows2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Somber tones, companied by morose faces;
marching step after step to meet death's call
sapphire-jeweled skies masquerade
setting space afire, snow-white clouds drifting
through the flames
the golden sun spun its silk, weaving robust heat
siphoned smiles taken from the royal treasures
regurgitated onto faces, framed by dazzling jewels
hand-given by majestic, greedy nobles
bribes expressed the desires of the wealthy
one by one the marked climbed
nine stairs, five harrowing steps, one stool
a single jump, one noose, one final kick
the bodies slid
a hidden mercy within the gallows
a single cracked neck
given gracefully by guards
cut short tedious asphyxiations
The gallows harkened
LiesThis life is so empty,Lies3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When it is easier to lie,
Than to tell the truth.
In this world now,
We are born and breed in the art of deception,
That we are masters in seeing and telling lies,
That we fail to be able to see the truth,
Let alone speak of such a thing.
We are blind to our faith,
We are only the black shadows,
Trying to find who we are,
Underneath our thick skin.
We shed our skin,
If we do not fit for others pleasure,
We throw away our life as though it was nothing,
We then grow new skin to cover our past,
We morph our ourselves to be pleasing to the judging eyes around.
We only live to please,
We only to serve,
We only live to feed our host,
We only live to become as blissful as our lies.
PretendingHe holds my heart with claws.Pretending3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Within that hold my heart rips,
And I feel trapped.
To please him is far out of my reach,
Even though I dance like a fool for him.
He just is just locked up inside,
With a distant look on his features,
Not even noticing me.
Leaving me in the cold,
I try to stay strong, but my happiness is fading.
I finally found warmth,
Then he took it away,
With his bitter cold touch.
My beliefs are within his lies,
That my secrets are safe with him, and he would rid my fears.
Only to hid his.
I will pretend that his lies are true,
Because the memories of the past is my poison,
That I am killing myself with.
And now my trapped heart is bleeding tears.
lonelinessAll alone in her gloomy brick cell,loneliness2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she realizes the years passed.
She cries in pain of loneliness.
and no one care.
Not even the man she met
through the hole in the bricks.
She wouldn't have known much if it wasn't for him.
And know she knows pain and loneliness.
Her tears fall swiftly,
as she detaches herself from the world.
She slowly detaches from life.
she find a hidden knife
and cuts her tender skin.
as the crimson blood flows
onto her white dress.
Sitting unsympathetic to her open wound.
In the darkness she is comforted.
For she doesn't see the light shinning through the hole,
and isn't awake to her wants and imagination.
The darkness heals her from her pain.
Now she has nothing to give to her pain,
for her pain has became her.
And now she feels no more.
In her hollow state, she cries solemnly.
She can no longer take this emptiness she is suffering in.
She cuts her deli