The DollYou were treating me like I am not a human being,The Doll4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were acting as if I have got no feelings,
I was blind, I wasn't seeing.
As if I was your doll,
Not even your favourite one.
What do you expect me to do?
You need to realise, I'm gone!
You played by it,
You even hit!
You hit it,
You broke it,
Whenever you felt like it doesn't fit.
And when you wanted to, you would fix it,
With no words, when you just sit.
You sit next to it,
And treat it anyways.
It just wanted you to talk to it,
Even a little tiny bit.
You are the one to blame,
You are the one who walked away,
Whenever I came.
I am sorry,
I can no more be your messed up life's frame.
Your doll is not plastic,
It can NOT be recycled.
I just want you to know,
I used to believe we were meant to be.
But I can no more show,
My buried feelings.
Your doll is not plastic,
It can NOT be recycled.
It can't keep looking fantastic,
Like the first time you picked it.
I want you to remember these words of mine,
I did anything for you,
I just want
Seven DemonsSeven Demons10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Deep in the heart
of the frozen cold stands a figure,
knee deep in snow.
The vastness of frigidness
bites down like fangs, and the figure
has nowhere to go.
The enemies close in
and the figure stands tall, still breathing
but defenseless, and cold.
His feet are fixed down
to the ice of the ground, but despite this
his stature is bold.
Wrapped in wind
his cloak holds no heat, and quickly
all fears converge,
for out of the lightness
as ghosts of the past
the seven dark figures emerge.
All of them creep in
like snakes of the fallen, footless
but still inching in.
Then a turn of the tide
from the strength deep inside, brings power
to fight with this sin.
With a sword like a cross
he stares at the seven, circling
to look at them all.
To himself thinks his heart
with no brokenness there, "Now these
seven demons will fall"
Weapons in hand
seven sins take their stance, and with weapon in hand
he takes his.
The seven are soulless
and lifeless and cold, but sometimes
so too he is.
Harry Potter AnalysisThe wonderful world of Harry Potter has touched countless lives upon its release. It contains many colorful elements from magic and fantasy to fighting bald snake people with little wooden sticks. Yet at the same time, despite touching so many countless lives, the ever-popular series has not been without its fair share of criticism, a large portion of which may not have been completely unfounded. Harry Potter has been said to promote more than a few more shady practices. It wouldn't hurt to explore and prod some of them in scholarly analysis.Harry Potter Analysis4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Let us take, for example, the most prevalent example in the HP wizarding world. Wands. Harry Potter and friends often use their wands to solve problems and, more often than not, create quite a few of them. HP, Ron, and Draco are constantly seen "whipping them out" and "waving them around," despite the fact many teachers advise most of the Hogwarts students against doing so. This could function as a sort of subliminal nod to boyhood fasc
YKYWTMNW-Part 1YKYWTMNW-Part 19 years ago in Humor More Like This
You know you watch too much Naruto when...
#1. You call people Geji Mayu.
#2. You consider wearing spandex
#3. You draw Kisame-kun chibis all over your binder.
#4. You consider "Ryuusei" as you and your bf's (or gf) love song.
#5. When you start thinking Orochimaru is sexy
#6. You call people ero-senin.
#7. You buy shuriken earrings because you can't get real ones
#8. You relate to Gai-sensei...
#9. You try to make your hair look like Temari's
#10. You talk like Shikamaru and admire clouds
#11. You want to put a dog on your head or in your jacket
#12. Your mouth shines whenever you smile.
#13. When you're excited about something you always puts two fists up in the air and yell "LET'S GO!"
#14. You imitate other people and tell them you secretly have a sharingan
#15. You refuse to eat shark fin soup
#16. You (somehow) tell the other person what he or she is thinking and say "I'm a genius after all."
#17. You try growing your eye-brows. Or you shave your eyes brows
Bloody MaryBloody Mary quite contrary,Bloody Mary7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Through Mirror world she does tary,
Knife in hand with crimson lace,
Torn assunder a beautiful face,
Through the night hear her howl,
Shredding flesh with maddened scowl,
The life of another taken through night,
While silently she takes flight,
Bloody Mary come to me,
For your torment I can see,
Burried alive or for False Crime burned,
Now the tables are forever turned,
Take me into Looking Glass Land,
Take your prey by the hand,
And lend your knife unto me,
So that Those who torment will surely see,
A fragmented remnent of bloody me..
Bloody Mary I summon thee
Until Next SummerUntil Next Summer6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I miss you
Even though you're just a friend
I miss you so so much
My broken heart still won't mend
I can't help but think of you
Most of the damn day
I wish that I could see you
But you're so far away
When you were here
My life was just so bright
Now you're gone back home
And my life has much less light
When you had to go
When we said goodbye
When I watched you walk away
It made me want to cry
I told you I couldn't say
If I would ever love you
I know your heart broke
But that broke my heart too
I don't know what I feel for you
I'd like to say that we're just friends
But you took with you a piece of my heart
So my broken heart won't bend
I'm still the nobody I was last summer
Singing the same old tune
But looking back to back then
I wish I had been immune
I know I'll have to wait
For our next rendezvous
So until next summer
I'll keep missing you
Ever have a day...Ever have a day...10 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Ever have a day where your perception of the world completely lacks coherence? When all the people, all their hustle and bustle sound like the over-amped volume of someone else's walkman on the bus?
Everyone and everything melds in and out of clarity, like someone turned off the normal flux of reality… or switched life to one of the snowy channels? Even when someone you know interrupts your aimless journey through the faceless, diluted massed, you only recognize them as though some distant, recurring dream? Like a memory half-formed, which you respond to in a voice not your own, when the auto-play button is switched on inside your head? Your head…detached, yet anchored despite itself to the rest of you, inevitably, but drifting further away from your shore of consciousness than it's ever been… It's an orange buoy, a dot on a foggy horizon of slow, uneven waters… tussled in the lazy automatisms of reality's fuzzy wavelengths. Everything's faded, pointless, yet ongoing, like a carnival r
Passing ChangePassing Change6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There was a time when you saw through simplicitys static struggle
there was a time when our complexities seemed so simple
but as with all stages of time...it passes
there was a time when this smile was not just for the publics pleasure,
but for yours as I was lost in your eyes.
and there was once a day where my charisma was not lost to contrasts company,
but put on stage for your eyes only
I once held you close and saw I was not alone,
and twice thought that my future may not be so bleak,
but as with all stages of time...things change
there may come a day that I do not feel so alone,
a time that allows me to let go of these unreasonable tears
and there may come a stage that will allow my eyes to rest and not burn with every memory
I hold my breath, always waiting on your soul
so I can finally whisper to you a question
but I fear there is not enough of me left to save...
will you save me from the safety of my silence?
will you whisper to me of a mornings full moo
Mixed FeelingsI love you, I really do.Mixed Feelings5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But somewhere inside of me I no longer wish to love or be loved.
Why? It's because I'm selfish and I only care about myself.
I've realized it's all part of life but ...
I no longer want to experience THAT part of life anymore.
I don't want to be hurt.
But my heart doesn't understand what my brain wants.
It just wants to love you up. Even though it kills me on the inside.
And the funny thing is ...
I'm letting it do whatever it wants.
I'm letting it love,
I'm letting it be hurt,
I'm letting it to feel again.
Love hurts but sometimes it's a good hurt.
Why am I letting my heart do all the talking for my brain?
It's because I love you, I really do.
loveyour smile melts my soullove8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you hold me i fele like all the horrors of the world cant touch me
your kiss warms my body in the coldest of winters
passion flows threw you like a rushing river
cancer and scorpio are not mix
the stars forbid us
our parents forbid us
our love will prevale
hold me to night
and nothing else matters
SuicideHow do you do it?Suicide4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You get to decide
You can use a knife or gun
But either way your life is done
You can cut your wrist
How could you resist?
You could set yourself on fire
Do what your heart desires
I tell people that I'm swell
But I really fell like I'm going through hell
Why do I feel this way?
It's hard for me to say
What am I to do?
Do I start over brand new?
What happened to the strong me?
Where could she be?
Should people committ suicide?
It's up to you to decide for you
Take It OffTake It OffTake It Off7 years ago in Humor More Like This
Just take it off. Take it off all the way
Your beautiful pair has been working all day
It's one of the best things man discovered
I think you look much prettier when it's uncovered
They're big, they're beautiful, the best I've seen
I think they're even better than the queens
It's getting dark out, so hurry up, let's have fun
And you know that it's harder when you have yours on
I can stare at them all day, and tell me, who would not?
You're giving me everything, the best thing you got
I've seen lots of others, but I'm gonna bet
You'll never find something like yours not even on the Internet
So just please take it off so everyone will see
It can be easier for you, more fun for me
I don't even know why the other girls try
So what if yours can sometimes get dry
Did yours get broken, well that could be fixed
Just go to the doctor and you're out of that mix
Although afterwards your eyes, like heck, would be blinking
I was talking about your contact lenses; what were you
A Sad DayPlease don't let him bring you downA Sad Day9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don't want to watch you waste away
I wish I could run to your arms
And promise you a better day
I want you to surrender
The awful games you play
Just for once in your life
I wish you'd ask me to stay
I watch you from my window
As you give into his demand
I know you just want to be "cool"
And you think I don't understand
But as the days fly past
And I wait for your call
I start to think you don't care
Because I'm nothing at all
Then I get depressed
And slowly wither away
I can think of nothing else
Except that one day
When you told me I was yours
And you loved me true
Now I look in the mirror
And know I'm nothing to you
Forbidden love Do you say her name and sometimes see my face?Forbidden love10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
At night, when you think of your love for her...
do i sometimes creep into place?
I made a mistake.
Did something i shouldn't.
But i felt your heart.
A saddened passion deep inside.
Somewhere, you know...
Somewhere we share a secret.
Once upon a time,
we were secret lovers.
Sharing pieces of our true souls.
No one could know, no one could understand.
You were my true prince.
And, hopefully, i was what you were looking for.
Now our fairytale has ended.
Reality is here.
But, the stars and the moon, they know.
They wait for us to find one another beneath their eyes.
Someday we will.
We'll make them smile.
Maybe they'll even cry down upon our faces as we fall in love by their light.
Remember, RememberOne hundred and nineteen years laterRemember, Remember6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Five dark, chilly days into November and as many since theyd come and burned Feathers, Wesley woke abruptly in the middle of the night to find his deceased pet perched on the windowsill beside his bed, watching him.
He didnt need the bitter clutch of the icy air to tell him he wasnt dreaming. The clock had gone seventeen soft ticks past five-eleven in the morning and it was still dark in his tiny room, but the scene was as real as the nightmares that patrolled the streets and as stark as innocence lost.
Wesley hadnt been able to protect him.
No animals, one of the rough men in dark cloaks reminded harshly during the troops nightly search of the village. He grabbed Feathers and held him carelessly upside-down by one lean leg, the birds distressed squawks jarring in the horrified silence of the kitchen. Wesley opened his mouth to protest, but his mothers fingers dug into his shoulder.
A poemOnce bitten and you are twice shy,A poem7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I've been bitten many times, yet not shy,
If to bother me you take the trouble,
I shall beat you down to rubble,
To harm me, a gun you may have bought
But you, I can kill with just a thought,
I wil be taking over the world,
I wil be seeing you mauled,
As I walk the earth trembles,
As I speak the clouds rumble,
Its as sure as the wind and tide,
Your only hope is to run and hide,
You may be a star,
But I am a SUPERSTAR!
© Swaroop R 2007
My early attempt at poetry,
September 17 2007
DONT DARE COPY
Good Boyfriend VS True LoveA good boyfriend will ask to borrow your money,Good Boyfriend VS True Love7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your true love will steal your eftpos card when you're not looking (he knows your PIN of course).
A good boyfriend will put on the "perfect guy" act around your parents,
Your true love will call them mum and dad, then try to move in.
A good boyfriend will kiss you in front of his mates,
Your true love will kiss you in front of your parents.
A good boyfriend will stay on the phone with you all night,
Your true love will be there beside you watching you sleep.
A good boyfriend will tell you you're pretty,
Your true love will take your makeup off you because you're already beautiful without it.
A good boyfriend will buy you presents,
Your true love will steal your stuff.
A good boyfriend will stop when you beg him to,
Your true love will keep teasing you just so he can redeem himself later.
A good boyfriend will tell you you don't need to diet because you're fine how you are,
Your true love will force you to eat.
A good boyfriend will keep a
LostI'm so sorryLost10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But i can't take it anymore
love me, hate me..
My eyes are filled with tears
and my heart is drenched in ice
there's one thing that makes me feel
aside from yor voice
and as i drag the blade
across my now painless wrist
somewere deep inside
im hoping you'll notice
Realize im bleeding
That you'll come save me..
But i know..
You'll never pull me back up
You'll shove me back farther
wish i could see your eyes one last time
Pray to something that your heart weren't empty
My love is meaningless to you
i gave everyting to you
I should have known..
Maye when im gone
You'll realize what you tossed aside
when im gone
you'll love me then
Rocking in my shadows
I can't banish the thougt of you..
You are my salvation..
You are my demise.
I gave it all away
Idont want it back
You've finally broken me baby..
I havent the stength to walk away
To dry my veins..
My release is in the blood
can you feel it?
Chicken Banana TheoryChicken Banana Theory8 years ago in Humor More Like This
Chicken Banana Theory
A man walks down the street and encounters another man. This other man believes he is a chicken, and promptly approaches the first man to inform him of this amid a series of chicken-noises. The first man acknowledges this, and hurries past.
Later, the first man is walking back along this same path and encounters the same man, though this time, the other man no longer believes that he is a chicken, but rather a banana.
This is an illogical transition– one cannot logically explain it by tracking the events that led to this mental transfiguration from chicken to banana. You cannot, for example, say that the man woke up thinking he was a chicken, had coffee, went to work, stood by the copier, and suddenly decided at that moment to become a banana. It does not follow any course of logic– it is the realm of insanity.
Consider then the deeper reasons for transition from chicken to banana. Did the man first believe he was a chicken to fulfill some need, then change his st
death eternal love everlastingProloguedeath eternal love everlasting7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
My name is Kathryn Jocelyn Deolenos . I am now eighteen years old once I was an ugly scrawny little girl, today I am a tall young beautiful woman with deep green eyes and dark brown almost black hair.
Now I finally am waking on the last day of my life my black hair swaying in the mist. I dont complain about what has happened to me. I wish that I could see him again. If there was something that I could do to bring him back I would have loved to join him in his disappearance. But I couldnt I had to uphold the tradition and do as Darren told me to do. He told me that once a year at the exact moment Colin left my world I would have to slice my hand open and watch the blood flow down onto the first place I saw him.
A white tomb stone was the last and first placed that I had laid eyes on him. on the tombstone there were engraved the words remember me forever and always Once those words meant somethi
Sweet SongSweet Song7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I remember the sweet songs
My cousins were all at my side
Singing the songs of Mother Dolphin
And Father Blue.
I remember chasing the sun
So happily through the waves of time
We knew we could catch it
If we soared high enough.
Rippling tides across our backs
One with the sea
All life, from crawlers to sharp-teeth
Were together in the sweet song.
Never was there silence,
Always there was song
Music within us,
And melody all around.
I remember the shining rain from the world above
It drew painful blood
A rain of death
My heart was cold with terror
Frantic fingers plunging against freezing webs.
My cries were drowned out
By the red chaos that choked the sea,
And my cousin's screams that were cut short
As they were swallowed by the Deep.
I sobbed with fear and despair,
Cold webs snaring and cutting,
Calling hopelessly for them to come back.
I remember the deafening silence
The empty water
As I was taken away,
Numb as death.
The world todayThere are hundreds of fatal diseases.The world today4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Homeless people that in winter freezes.
Kids are selling crack, heroine, and cocaine.
The murder rate is insane.
Mothers are killing their children.
People are committing all kinds of sin.
Politicians seem to only lie and cheat.
They never seem to go down in defeat.
We have the right to self-expression.
But if you know too much, you better run.
We have the right to pursue happiness,
But don't lose your job or you will be a mess.
We go to war to make peace.
We have all kinds of treaties.
Family tends to be single parent.
Quality time seems never spent.
Kids are being forced to grow up way too fast.
Their childhood will never last.
They get into gangs in order to have "family",
But they just don't see
What they are doing to their lives.
They never seem to strive
To finish their goals
And they become fools
Without an education
They are only out to have fun
IM DREAMIN RIGHT NOWIm dreamin right nowIM DREAMIN RIGHT NOW7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
so Im sorry if I get off track for a while
but I eventually make it back
and continue my story
with a little twist at the end
ya you know I do it like that
I know it sounds a little whorie
Jumpin around from story to story
But I gotta get my words out
And this is the only way I know how
I was livin in a dream world
Where nothing goes wrong
When really bullets where being hurled all around
Right out front of my house
Left and right all the time
In the middle of the night
I was only nine
So I had no idea
What was goin on just out side
Now Im about 16
And Ive seen many of my friends die right beside me
N Im thinking damn why is this my daily society
Is this what its supposed to be
Why are we
laughin at our miseries
And say ya Ive got bulletproof angels all around me
Its a sunny day and everything is all good
Nothing is goin on in the hood
So You start relaxin
Kickin back on the block
NightmareNightmare10 years ago in Open More Like This
Sometimes I find myself wondering...why do I feel so comfortable in the dark? I feel I can say or do anything...I feel...at home.
But then my thoughts and dreams run amock, and I start imagining things invading my home. My ever comfortable darkness. How insane it drives me, Leave! You do not belong here! I am safe here...the only thing that lurks to harm me is my own endless imagination for horrors.
But finally...once I've made them all leave...I can feel you. I can feel your warm embrace around me. My eyes water, trickling down my face. Why can't I see you? Who are you?
I feel...you must be an angel. Or maybe God himself holding me...his bleeding child...
I've fallen so far and for so long...how could he be holding me? I must be bleeding quite horribly...
I feel my soul emptying out as my tears maximize, don't leave! I need just a little more of your love...and I'll be ok...Safe...saved. From all my nightmares! Nightmares which haunt me night after night!
In the darkness...I see all a