I Had to LeaveI'm trying to apologize for the damage I've done.I Had to Leave4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm trying to apologize for the man I've become.
Because I stand with my feet in a bloody mess,
I'm undeserving of your sweet forgiveness.
You wonder if I take pleasure in this savage game,
Or if I play for any possible gain.
But I promise, all I wanted was for you to be happy.
Some of my sweetest memories are of you laughing.
You wanted to find out why I was leaving.
You wanted to find out if my promises ever had meaning.
I always said what you wanted to hear,
Just to make you want to stay near.
Whether I felt that way or not is a mystery to ponder,
That is, if you care now that "we" are no longer.
Now there is only one thing left for me to say,
And that's that I hope you find a man that'll stay.
I hope that he will actually earn your love.
A Delicate ThingA Delicate Thing5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It rose from the water there, a delicate thing.
Its corroded walls of red and brown,
thin as paper, clung to patchworks of paint.
It rose in the air now, a delicate thing.
It wept the river in streams of reddish brown,
a sea of waterfalls, as clear as fog.
It hugged the earth now, a delicate thing.
Its face still smiles muted and round,
to spite its fate, that crisp death.
It bends and breaks now, a delicate thing.
It is pregnant with white and blue,
matured long ago, that harsh death.
It floated away from there, a delicate thing.
Its body bruised with red and brown,
a violent end, a delicate thing.
But its face still smiles,
muted and round.
Against HungerRed tears fallAgainst Hunger6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for the pride of us all,
red dawn breaks
as fear awakes.
Why can't we see
the suffering we cause,
why can't we feel
the biting of our jaws.
foe and friend,
and become what you pretend.
the living is easya tin man, white sheep rolled in dustthe living is easy4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
wears a grin, swisher sweets clinging
to his lip. he swirls seagrams 7 in a cracked
lowball, painting the side of my grandmother's
house with one eye closed & the other
laughing. he cannot speak the language
so i stare at him instead, his penny
loafers, his peeling skin, his snowy hair.
so i stare at his photograph on
the fireplace, wondering how anyone
who loved my great grandmother so well
could have died before i was born.
Dear little sister...dear little sister,Dear little sister...7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just thought that you should know.
i smoke weed regularly
and i'd smoke cigarettes
(not for the nicotine)
just to have something
to do with my hands
but i'm afraid
that i may need
my lungs someday,
so i steal notebooks
from Wal-Mart and
the local dollar store
and write instead.
i get drunk on occasion
(my favourite drink is a Fuzzy Navel)
and i swear like a sailor.
i've tried drugs,
but i'm not hooked on any.
i have three tattoos
and two piercings,
and i like sex.
i don't go to church,
and i won't just blindly believe
in anything but love
(and maybe myself)
i just want you to know...
...i'm finally happy.
i'm proud of myself.
i like myself.
and it's taken me
a long time
to find this place.
wish you were here.
Everybody CheatsThey played pokerEverybody Cheats5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
At three in the morning
With a royal straight flush
While she held
A hand of five aces
SHINee-Lucifer parodyChickiferSHINee-Lucifer parody5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Even if I try
to not eat you, I can't find a way to resist you
I'm trapped by your scent, which I can't even deny
If it was love, if you weren't food, don't do this to me
Her whisper is the Chickifer...
*If you tie me down and trap me
Then my endless appetite is also tied down
Your taste is also tied down
It can't get any better
Freely empty yourself and come to me
I'll eat you only, I'll completely eat you only
Your undeniable smell is the Chickifer
Your undeniable taste is the Chickifer
When I approach you
On your shiny white plate
Say the reason you were made is for me
When I first saw you, I stopped for a short time
As if someone was tightly seizing my empty stomach, not letting go(Still)
You took all, all, all, all, all, all of my heart just like that
You make my stomach ache when you're not here
Chickenholic, robotronic, chickenholic, robotronic
Those lovely lunches I shared with you
You look towards the same places I do
When I feel that my stomac
A secret wish sometimes while I'm going about my day,A secret wish5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
it pounces into my head and heart
and holds on with claws so sharp
it hurts more to shake it away
than it does to let it stay.
Could you say the same?
I think of our past
because the only alternative
is to scream and cry
Did you feel that pain?
all I could do
was stay on the telephone
but I couldnt even do that
because you wanted to be left alone
What did your mind contain?
you used to talk
about your past
and it made me feel
like I was holding
an angel in my hands
Why did you never try to explain?
I still have you in my phone
and pray and pray
for the call that wil
words that don't connecti am writing apologies on napkinswords that don't connect6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and love letters on park benches.
(i am defacing public property
and all of the clean surfaces of my heart)
my fingers are cold (like ice, like yours,
like saturday nights) in my pockets
and my palms are itchy and empty
with sweat, or nostalgia.
and this is not a poem
and this is not a letter
and this is not a story
and this is not enough.
Arachnid LoveTraveling over sticks and stonesArachnid Love4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A wayward lover is coming home
The wind whistles and harshly blows
But even that can't drown out the sound
Never to emerge again
A spider entered his lady's den
Thoraces were hanging everywhere
Her abdomen loomed--white and bare
Afraid, he took the thread to seek, and
Nature told him what to speak
Awed eyes sparkled in recognition, and she
Embraced him in a quick decision
Languid love followed repetition
Evening came and the moon looked down
At arachnid lovers together bound
Glared at he who lay so still
Leered at she who made the kill...But his dead
Eyes stared back, happy and filled
Traveling over sticks and stones
The wayward lover has come on home
The wind whistles and harshly blows
But even that can't drown out the sound...of arachnid love.
noodleI'll be your noodlenoodle7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
and you'll boil me alive,
to make me softer
Morning - for Carl SandburgThe morning eruptsMorning - for Carl Sandburg5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on little cat feet
A flick of the tail
a breath exhaled
too fast at the end of a leap
placed on lid's soft fan of lash
breath whirring, throaty, warm
eyes still closed
A stunning velvet attack
innocent lids unwarned
warm sheets no safe haven
The morning erupts
me..eyes drained of life..lips losing their color..this is me..me..4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
hands and body getting thinner..this is my choice..
i enter the shadows all alone..the dark cold hand grabs..
it takes me and tell me the truth..im alone..
i look at myself..such a sad soul..
my black hair..my black nails..
my numbmness in my mouth..
the pain in my chest..
the less beating in my heart..
i try speaking...
but the only thing that speaks is my tears..
my eyes red..my eyes a light caramel color..
when u look at my lips their red..
when u touch me with even the lightest..
i feel no love..just cold...
i can see my veins now..my heart..
it only yearns for the sweet fire..
everyone hurts me..
i know i've made a mistake..
i know im a worthless soul..
my hands shake..my heart aches..
i can just taste sweet death..
my time will be soon..
...sooner then u think..
..this is it..
...show me my death
Hogwarts' Halls InsteadRight now I am in chemistry, I just want to escapeHogwarts' Halls Instead6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
So maybe now, I might pretend
Im in Potions class with Snape
But now its time for English, I suppose that is alright
Ill give Trelawney this random crap
And call it a dream I had last night
History just bores me, Im only learning dates
I guess the subjects not that bad
Its just my teachers with the fates
A netball hits me in the face, oh crap, its Dobbys bludger
I search around at such a lightning pace
I need to find the snitch because Im the seeker
I look in at people I consider loons
Theyve chosen to do Latin
Who would want to do Ancient Runes?
Im off to get some food, pumpkin juice and all
Its quite the trek from Mandeville tower
To the huge great hall
Everyday I walk around, Im lost inside my head.
Rather than my boring school,
Im wandering round Hogwarts halls instead
Poema: Pequenas Cosas Que Me Hacen DudarPoema: Pequenas Cosas Que Me Hacen Dudar4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
La lluvia que pinta las ventanas
con pequeñas gotas de agua.
El sonido estridente
de un trueno lejano
golpeando el suelo insistente.
Todo es tan incoloro,
tan triste y deprimente.
Debí saberlo antes,
la verdad que se escondía
detrás de esas palabras,
no pude ver la realidad en todas tus mentiras.
Pero ahora lo sé,
tú te has ido y no volverás...
Y no sé,
que será de mí,
si tú no estás.