The Secret Of Fall راز پاییزThe Secret Of Fall5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
با همه ی رازها؛
سرخ و زرد و قهوه ای،
نغمه و آوازها...
رفت و مانده یک نگاه
بر لبه ی پرتگاه
دلهره ی زندگی،
غرش قلب زمین،
جوشش روح دریا،
سرخی قلب من و
Can't Let You Go EpilogueFINALCan't Let You Go EpilogueFINAL5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Seven years passed.
Well, I'll just explain. Me and Adam are now 35 and happy, Adam's still the Glambert and I'm still his trusty bassist, along with everyone else in the band. Monte has two kids who are 8 years old, Atticus and Beatrix. And the craziest news?
We adopted Vix, Moon and Diamond!
Apparently they lied about having parents... they were orphans. They are all 19 years old and happy, now, though. Diamond has a boyfriend named Tim, and they are more than in love. I keep telling her to turn at least 20 before she thinks about marrying him, and we all laugh about it. She's grown from a small, short little girl to a beautiful, almost as tall as Vix and Moon woman, with shining black hair and gorgeous eyes. Vix only grew taller, and is only one inch under Moon. She right now has a boyfriend named Nick, and he is a good guy. Her hair... she copied my hairstyle, not surprised? Except the colors are different; she has fire orange in the back, and black in the front with a ru
Dear best friendTo my dearest friend,Dear best friend5 years ago in Letters More Like This
You are more than the best friend in the world. You are like my sister. Unique, fun, beautiful, loving, and such an incredible inner soul. You give me something each day to think about, laugh about, cry about. I'm so happy we could re-connect. It's exactly what I needed.
I love you. Don't ever change.
MelancholySadness is contagious,Melancholy4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like an illness, it's outrageous.
starting in the heart,
is where it all falls apart,
spreading to your brain,
your body then feels slain,
you fall to the ground,
lifeless without a sound.
Sadness is outrageous,
like an illness, it's contagious
Dead's EndEveryone I know is gone.Dead's End5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And there is no one.
There's no one to believe in.
There's no one I can trust.
I'm all alone; liable to rust.
I never felt so empty.
I never felt so clear.
This shit will end soon,
right now, right here.
GramaticiMă priveşti de zile în şir. Te uiţi cu gelozie la virgulele care stau lângă mine. Abia aştepţi ca una din ele să plece pentru a-i lua locul.Gramatici4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Îmi spui că o să ne stea bine împreună. Că o să creăm fel şi fel de epitete şi inversiuni. Visezi. Eu pot să-mi creez proprile-mi figuri de stil. Eu sunt şi substantiv şi adjectiv în acelaşi timp, pe când tu îmi poţi fi doar adjectiv... Dar eu nu am nevoie de alte verbe, numerale sau pronume. Le-am acceptat de multe ori înainte şi am alcătuit metafore minunate împreună, dar apoi s-au plictisit. Eram banală. Şi au plecat luând cu ele tot înţelesul meu. Aşa că îmi pare rău, sunt propria-mi metaforă acum.
Şi nu, te rog, nu începe cu analiza gramaticală. Eu sunt altfel decât celelalte substantive. Substantiv comun, simpl
Hommage a Jacques BrelHommage a Jacques Brel4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hommage à Jacques Brel.
Ce soir il neige à plein ciel dans mon loin pays
Et j'entends encore de toi ce chant qui dit :
¨Il neige il neige sur Liège
Et tant tourne la neige entre le ciel et Liège
Qu'on ne sait plus s'il neige s'il neige sur Liège
Ou si c'est Liège qui neige vers le ciel
Ce soir ce soir il neige sur mes rêves et sur Liège
Que le fleuve transperce sans bruit ¨
C'était hier encore, c'était un 33 tours,
Un grand vinyle noir et lisse tout autour
Et la hâte de le doucement déballer,
Descendre l'aiguille sur le disque placé.
Et puis laisser ta voix rauque nous emporter
Dans ta poésie de la vie toute étalée.
Remonter avec toi Jacques au pays d'hier,
Ce pays de l'enfance, de terre et d
Noi doi. Tu. Eu.Nu există noiNoi doi. Tu. Eu.6 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
doar un tu
şi un eu
pe două rânduri
Nu există noi
doar un tu şi un eu
Nu există noi
doar un tu acum
şi un eu
Nu există noi
doar un tu real
şi un eu în oglindă-
o imagine a ce-am fost
şi ce-aş fi putut să fiu.
Nu există noi
doar un tu pământean
şi un eu
cu aripi frânte
Nu există noi
doar un tu mereu departe
şi un eu
aici, acum, în oglindă,
Nu există noi
doar un tu nepăsător
şi un eu cu inimi frânte.
Nu există noi
doar un tu jucător,
un tu actor
un eu retras şi închis
Nu există noi,
doar un tu gol
şi un eu prea plin
de ploi, de eternitate, de scoici, de mări, de sori şi de tine.
Nu există noi.</i>
Satisfactions SmileThis bed has known of sleep before,Satisfactions Smile6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but not this tiring.
these walls have heard secrets pass,
but none this revealing.
and that fire in your eyes has known satisfaction before,
but not like this.
As passions blindness takes hold with closed eyes and curious lips.
my hands look to rescue your skin from the tyranny of your clothing,
as all your strength is focused on pulling me in closer.
Now all the while we busy each others wanting lips with kisses that taste of seductions sweetness.
and every movement of our hands force cool chills to work their way down our spines
finally we restore passions sight.... but just for a moment.
and with in that moment our eyes look through passions haze
and see pleasures pouting lips, waiting for release.
Now with no words, just feeling
we give the bed reason to stare
and the walls something to scream about
as that fire in your eyes lights up the room
passion and pleasure meet wantings release and satisfactions smile.
Ceata.Rupt,Ceata.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
de-o mangaiere fina,
pe-o fata spalata,
de apa sarata.
cand lin m-atinge apa
unei mari involburate.
Imi deschid un ochi,
si-apoi altu'. Si-mi pare
fata din vis,
in fata ochilor,
Imi intinde-o mana
sa ma ridic.
O vad si simt
-n acelasi timp,
spre ea-mi-ndrept privirea-ncet
insa, eu-ntind o mana, dar
nu reusesc. N-o ajung
si-ntr-un final reusesc,
mana sa i-o prind,
la pieptu-mi s-o aduc,
Iar timpul sta-n loc.
Eu, deloc nu ma mai misc.
E greu, emotiile ma coplesesc,
sa te-mpotrivesti destinului, e greu
ba chiar imposibil
Incet, mana-i-mi scapa
si drumu-mi dau
fara sa vreau,
iar nisipul ud, spalat
calm si consternat
sub a veacurilor constante.
Intins, o lume confuza
m-asteapta. A visurilor lume?
whispersWe are all broken, but some of us are still breaking.whispers4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Painting it Red.I forgot how to smile.Painting it Red.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I breathe in, the cigarette light
Smoke hits my face and with it
And I hope you get hit by a bus.
Two choices - left, right,
you forget to look left again.
Cause she's just sooo right for you.
You run across and the light, it's
You hit the ground.
And I? I laugh.
And I am all that's left.
Arranged Marriage Ch. 18Arranged Marriage Ch. 184 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CHAPTER 18: Punishment!
Skyler wakes up from her sleep, a little sad it had to end. She was rudely awaked by her cell phone. Her monster of a mother calling. Skyler waits for it to get her mom's message, even though she knows what it is going to be about. Skyler picks herself out of Liz's bed, Liz still sleeping soundly, and goes to the bathroom to use Liz's extra toothbrush she keeps for Skyler in case she sleeps over at the last minute.
She cleans her face and looks herself in the mirror. A total mess. Her face looks worn out and tired. She puts her glasses back on before she slips out of Liz's house and back home. I'm gonna get it now . . . she sighs.
When she enters her house, her mom is already waiting right there. "Morning mom."
"Where the hell have you been!? And jail!? Again?" she snarls. "I thought you were done with that phase. I thought I taught you better
Execution CommentaryA haiku.Execution Commentary5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
No one knows the cause
Perhaps mushrooms are to blame
But Matt just lost it
Winter DreamsWinter Dreams5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A little wizened man
caught lightning on his tongue
and put it in jars
with copper keys
and let it sing
in branches green
the winter night
and keep the dark at bay.
And his fragile fingers
hooked dragonflies on threads
and placed them on stones
with spinning spoons
and let them dance
on river beds
the winter chill
and keep the warm of day
His bony ancient hands
grew fiddle ferns in pots
and caught their scent
like new found books
and hid those notes
on rooftop slates
the winter's tide
and keep the cold away.
His gentle tiny thumbs
made puzzle dolls from leaves
and dressed their charms
with soft moss shoes
and tucked them in
the children's beds
the winter's blues
and deepest shades of grey.
And when at las
There's Always a StoryThere is always a story,There's Always a Story4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That is there to be told by each and of all us.
Just waiting to be told,
It just needs to be revealed.
There is always a story that has something important to say.
There's always that one that has something good to say.
But there is always the one that contains just the opposite,
And has nothing but bad to say.
There's the one by you,
That shows that what you say is true.
The one by you that says it's a lie.
The one by you that holds it all back.
All of us got something that we don't want the world to know.
Something that we are afraid to say.
Those who deny it are either just lying or can't accept or admit it.
Deep within us, there's that secret no one can know.
Absolutely no one.
But all of us also have something we do want the world to know.
Something we feel that we should just say to the everyone,
Just so they know the truth.
But we can't always bring ourselves to do it,
Out of pure and simple fear.
Hear that story!
Feel the raw power and em
Still, as in heavenIn a bottomless mind, we search for wordsStill, as in heaven6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words that will carry us from our soul,
That being, that entity that has all the fear unknown
So much of our breath is giving to survive ourselves,
The words we find are repressing,
All the memories we fail to block out.
There is no sign of progress.
No love in faiths demand,
Only poison in vial, to drink from
All the regrets we have to care;
So take me under just one step
Just to see my eyes roll back into my head
I have no thoughts to be replaced -what is empty now
Will forever bleed in poison vein.
Still; as in heaven.
Shepherds Gray I,II,IIII have to destroy the wickedShepherds Gray I,II,III6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The beast that has marked my threshold of pain
The anger he wants me to write, is so ungodly
All the sorrow surrounding this shepherd is gray
I dont feel Ill ever know the reasons why
Why all has been mistreated in such a way.
All my instincts are to dwell,
And let my emotions slip before the depression
Before the wind outside has calmed to rain.
And still; youd believe your senses
If all you thought had reason to follow.
Imagine that path is gone and deserted
That sense to reason has no purpose to follow
Because you have no faith in man anymore.
I cannot be the God in me forever,
I cannot be the keeper of sheep before Christ in blood.
I do not know if I believe there is an answer,
I do not know if I believe in GOD
But I do know
That there is something deep inside my heart,
When I refuse it,
When I act as though, Ive never been born.
Theres a sharpness running through,
And I feel as though a river is rushing over my wound