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What WasI cried myself to sleep last nightWhat Was1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
At the thought of what we used to be.
Now as I stare out the window,
I see our love strangled up on a tree.
You used to make me smile,
You used to protect me from my fears.
Now everyday is a screaming match,
You are the cause of all my tears.
Our smiles turned into anger,
Our laughs into screams.
And to think our love was so strong,
It was the center to all my dreams.
Now you don't understand me,
You are out for number one.
I've held on for as long as I could,
And now with tears in my eyes I know I'm done.
This relationship was not
Supposed to be about just you.
If it wasn't for our son I
Autumn TeaIt sounds like the reticent ruffling of leavesAutumn Tea1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
colored orange like a plump pumpkin of September
and painted the shades of a red, crisp apple.
It feels like the feathery touch of tall, dry grass
that have turned yellow in the days of summer.
It tastes like bitter-mellow herbs and crushed leaves
partnered with a dulcet elixir downed in white;
leading to a serene height of tranquility in the languid sun.
Contemplating IgnoranceSometimes I speak with heartsContemplating Ignorance1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But what else can I say?
Sometimes all I have
Is my overbearing feelings
I wear my heart on my sleeve
like a true masochist
Because more times than not
It gets caught on bullshit
It unravels slowly
Painfully
Like a sweater
What once kept me warm
Now leaves me in shivers
You'd think I'd tuck it away
You would think I'd be smart
But my hopeless soul
Keeps hoping for more
Keeps expecting better
Keeps praying for change
But the benefit of the doubt
Only benefits me pain
I keep swearing them off
Cursing my mistakes
But in the end I'll be back here
again...and again
Sometimes I hate the God tha
Riddle for the CuriousIt is what we seek and can't seem to find.Riddle for the Curious1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's mysterious and it seems like a lie.
It's the structure of what is found,
and what isn't, we come to in mounds.
It's wide and complex,
it can be used as a hex.
Can you guess how it fends?
It's doing it now, despite your mends.
It hides as easily as a tree
whose thrashing branches fly free
caused by the ever-flowing gust
of all our ever-present musts.
Do you see it being shy there?
You must search for it in care.
Only Because You CareYou tell me not to tell him about certain things,Only Because You Care1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You don't want his scrutiny,
But I thought you didn't care.
I remember calling you excitedly,
Ruining your perfectly good mood,
When I told you they tied the knot,
Your muffled sobs as you disconnected,
And you tell me you don't care
After I talk to him,
You ask me what he said,
And then you roll your eyes at my answer
Why should it interest you?
I thought you didn't care.
You search for his new marriage lines,
Giving me the excuse,
That maybe I would want to be there while they exchange rings,
Say their vows,
But I roll my eyes because I know,
That it is only because you car
4. Dark4. Dark2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
khkk...
I live like I love, and love like I live.
The cold liquid shadow, with arms like a squid,
Creeps up my arm, my shoulders and back,
Lukewarm and living, the sentient black.
I hold on to my dignity like it's a treasure
when I am immersed in absolute pleasure.
I make not a sound, there are others around,
but quietly seethe, undyingly aroused.
The chest that contains a bounty of gold
that unless ingested, is not much to behold
Pulls at my body with frightening force
In response, I simply let nature run its course.
Unmistakable is the glint in my eyes
should I ever catch sight of an expensive prize
I want it, I want it, my heart starts
66. Trapswhen madness takes more than its toll66. Traps2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the slicing maw of the darkness opens its ugly forceps
you are felt with only one choice
and you'd rather spit in the monster's eye than take that chance
the river never ceases and the children cry
as their parents skulls float across to them
and you are the only one who could have stopped this carnage
but that is how selfish you are
they ate
the avalanche
and you threw
the first stone
and they all laughed
at your false start
and as we put on our coats
you cried
and then we all said
nevermind
and we hopped back on the ship
it emergedIt emerged; urged, spurred on;it emerged2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
mustered itself from its mothballed existence:From the denizens of despair and dusty shelves where it had spent the last three years, living only as a rattle; the sound of wood-on-wood; a set of calcified fingers prying at the gap in the pinegrain. Its voice was just a rasp; a death-rattle; a seditious whisper; easy to ignore; to drown out underneath your whitewashed neighbourhood life: sub-suburban, like the hum of pipes and rivets beneath bitumen streets.
It emerged; from submergement;
transforming from a feeble rattle; to a knock; to an earthquake in the furniture. Till the forks began to vibrate in th
ClaireThe chill night air surrounded my thoughts as I walked home that night. My house was hidden in the woods, and even harder to find in the night. That day, I was rejected many times. My friends ditched me for more popular people, the boy I had a crush on was dating another girl, and I had found out even my cat ran away.Claire2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I let the tears fall. I was so sick of being so nice, always helping people without a thing in return. My friends always had me doing homework, and pushed all of their boy problems on me, but never once picked up my midnight phone calls. My crush, he was saved seven times. Seven times I stuck with him over the phone, praying I
I Love My BestieI Love My Bestie2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I love my bestie, i love my bestie I love my bestie, i love my bestie OOOOH
well this new hit for radio
just another jam for the dancefloor
i really get it in if you didn't know
i gotta whole new thing goin on
break bread if you want to
cause leaving you is what i wont do
i been in love with you completley
and ain't nobody else out there for me (for me)
(bridge)
a couple shots of patron
but i aint drinkin all alone
i got my brother with me
up in the V.I.P
everything we do B.I.G
and ima keep it real till i D.I.E
okay (okay)
lets
the game - a storyIt is said that it is not from without that an empire crumbles, but within. Each system contains the seeds of its ultimate destruction. And the universe, it is said, wants to play.the game - a story2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Play like children play; spirit, some say, is inherently spirited. Life is vivid; and amusement the common denominator of philosophers, labourers, children, lovers, poets, anarchs, autarchs, , monarchs, technocrats, bureaucrats, fisherman, leaders, followers. The twisted symmetry of easy complexities, tricks and tripwires in collective conciousness, is never to fade. Play is natural, they say. Simple. And it is such that The Game was a simple one.
As easy as on
Spanish Roulette"Daveth!" The young man looked up at hearing his name barked. It was Soren, who was leaning against the doorway into the living room. "I have a job for you." Daveth grinned at him, leaping up off of the couch.Spanish Roulette2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He then paused; Soren normally didn't come tell him about jobs himself. "What job?" He asked curiously.
"You just have to stand around and look angry," Soren replied, turning and walking away. Daveth jogged to catch up to the man. "And put on your suit. The nice one we bought you."
"The black one? Like yours?"
Soren nodded as they went up the stairs. "We'll be leaving in a few minutes," he told Daveth, leaning against the railing on
The Victory of the ShopohlicOh speak to me Muse, and inspireThe Victory of the Shopohlic2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My mind with your New Born fire!
To tell the tale of a mighty clash
Of people who battle with their cash
For the greatest gift of technology,
It's a fight for the new iPad you see.
There was a struggle to be first in line,
To buy the iPad first would be divine.
Many souls braved it through the night,
Grasping their Tim Hortons coffee tight.
But in the rear stood one shopaholic,
She knew this line was something diabolic!
And when the time came for the store to open,
People shot through the doors like a cannon!
And as they stampeded, tackled and ran,
A mischievous Sprite tripped the first man.
A
for the last time, again.You left me incomplete;for the last time, again.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Unfininsed. An imperfect cadence
A glass half-full of nothing,
Letting me trace your outline
With absent fingers
And make your heart into a murmur
That distracted from the beat
Beneath your blood.
Our conversation
Would linger like your scent,
Long after your embrace
Had faded and the night had
Dulled its luster; that
Tangible closeness would remain,
Leaving me dangling like a puppet
Clothes torn and strings tangled
Waiting for you to move me
For the last time, again.
I Am Finally FreeSweet breath like lilac's violet embraceI Am Finally Free2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
drifts over me and settles light, like dust
and I can taste the verdant of the grass
while sleeping softly here; alone and calm.
Remember not those times of strife and chill;
those lonely, cold and frosty forest trails
that led me down the path of discontent
and winding, left me lost and briny-eyed.
My enemies who bid me all ill will
cannot see what I have in place of them;
a comforting and beautiful, warm light
that dances with me all throughout the eve.
This light, it is my treasure and my pride;
my friends and saviors all around me stand,
protecting me and giving me the strength
to se
Sirenium Rain Shiv wasn't a particularly generous man. Even to his friends, while he would always pay for his part of whatever they were doing, Shiv just wasn't the kind of man to leap at the chance of covering for a friend. He didn't spend much on himself either, but it wasn't out of some idea of saving money; no, it was just because no one needed the money.Sirenium Rain2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But something hurt a little too much when he saw someone out on the streets. That was the one thing he could be called generous in. Anyone was welcome to stay with him. That was why he talked to the woman just sitting in the mud outside the inn. She was an odd sight; looking rather like a wraith, h
one year latershe isone year later2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
caught in clouds
a message-in-a-bottle,
a mirage, a mindfield
of trepaditious questions -
seeking clarity, or gravity,
or the axes of the earth.
she is quicksilver.
forest fire. liquid potential,
that hums and stirs and brews
and bruises, spilling at the edges;
dripping such sweet melodies
that when her downpour passes,
and her squalls have blown over;
one year later, all that's left
is music, gentle murmurs,
and songs dropped like tears
from the eye of her storm.
-Conflicting Inner Thoughts-Why do I feel like there's nothing I can say to you anymore?-Conflicting Inner Thoughts-2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
We used to be the best of friends, close and friendly with each other.
Now, I feel like there's a large gap in distance between us, one far too big for me to reach out and call for you.
Is it that I'm afraid of being rebuffed, or am I just making things up?
We used to like all the same things and it helped our friendship,
But now I feel like there are so many things I just don't understand.
These people that you befriend -
I know they're going to hurt you, but I'm too scared to interject your happiness.
The things that you like -
I just don't understand them...
Should I tr
Love is unstoppableBlazing love is hotter than fire.Love is unstoppable2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Love can melt the sun.
Love is the mightest of all.
It's the strongest one.
Love is the quickest. Love is light.
Love is faster than gravity and sound.
Love is all-powerful. Love is unstoppable.
Love can save and destroy everyone of us.
Love wisely and be strong.
There's no need to lust for any one.
all.girlall.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i wish i could argue
with the one who taught you
not to believe in time,
that years were an illusion
and age was a lie
i wish i could ask her how
days became hours,
how blood meant affection
and how water was supposed to
wash you clean
i want to know how
love was being held
with your wrists
above your head
how force became consent
and by what sleight of hand
you traded her guilt
for your innocence...
DreamingYou go ahead and play the innocent one againDreaming3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Infront of the audiance that doesn't seem to notice the story holes you don't cover up
While all my seats stay empty
I went out of my way to do everything for you
And you don't bother even acknoledging I'm there
My memories so weak
I covince myself its all a dream
I'll wake up and you'll be lying to next to me
Like it was suppose to be
But all that I've done is catching up on me
I see that this can never be
But I don't know if I can let go
This dream can't end
I can't end up fooled by you again
But I can't live in the fog forever
There has to be another way
Until then I'll just have
The ArtistOn a train to the Louvre on a fall day,The Artist3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Rode a man with a peculiar way.
Colourful and mismatched clothes he did wear,
A rainbow cap over his messy hair.
A pencil and old sketchbook in his hand,
His hair tied back in a green rubber band.
He owned no laptop, iPod nor cellphone,
Though he had an old camera of his own.
Never tasted meat since age eleven,
But nursed hurt animals since age seven.
He sang and strummed his guitar for money,
On the beach boardwalk where it is sunny.
His eyes sparkled blue like the summer sky,
He smiled at people, though he is shy.
He rarely drove places, but liked to walk,
Passing faces inspired him, no
She Is.She is the wind through the willowsShe Is.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The water in the rivers
The crisp night air
She is the white limestone cliffs
The fields of flowers
The red dust on the plains
She is the stars at night
The moon
The sun
She is the single lantern in the darkness
The smoke
The fire
She is the one I miss the most.
FallingYou know you're aloneFalling3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When you let your tears run
No stamina to wipe them away yourself
And no one to call
You know you're alone
When you have nobody to see you
Fall
Broken pieces lying on the floor
Broken pieces nipping at my core
Like glace
I break
Got swept away
The murderers bloody hand sliding down the wall
An empty corpse left in there hands
Always a reason to cry
Always something I can't let die
When the excuse is just so…
Stupid?
But I still cry
I know it doesn't even
Upset me?
And I still cry
I know I'm alone
Not sure how far I have left to go
Not sure when I will finally have my
Fall
Sta.sh
