StrangerI know the hardest part about meStranger4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Is feeling what i feel.
But why do you keep trying?
You don't understand me.
I'm different from everyone,
More of a stranger,
Walking in your presence,
And I know you're uneasy
About this look in my eyes.
So, why do you keep looking?
Because when the rain starts falling
It all starts crashing down
Life will run us into the ground.
Just take a look at who you are.
For FranklynYou make me think sometimesFor Franklyn3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Of other times, imaginary times
Times that I shouldn't dream, shouldn't see
Times that I open my eyes and see ahead of me
So when I think, there's a broken mirror, shattered but still reflecting
The droplets of blood that tainted it, when my fist pushed against it
And I'm breathing like I'm dying, because I become blind for a second
Because my mind goes against me, and murmurs questions I reckon, like:
How should someone else give a shit if we can't even give a shit about our own lives?
How come we take for granted and never appreciate until we can't live without it anymore?
How come we never notice that we had what we've always wished for?
How come I like to think that I'm perfect when I'm not?
How come I go crazy when I'm criticized or when I'm wrong?
How should a person ask for something when they fuck up what they get?
How do you apologize when you fuck up and in deep shit?
So many fucking questions, I hate it when you make me think
But the questio
InfectionsUtter paranoia.Infections4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Paradoxical, instinctual hatred.
Kill the listeners,
Beat the speakers.
Let the blood run black.
May He help you,
But only through his plagues.
Crawling below my skin,
Running through my hair,
Corpse after corpse rises.
I cannot make them fall.
Offer me your hand,
And I'll turn it gray.
Infect you with my infestation.
Feel the warm pulse,
One LoveOne glance.One Love3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Those little butterflies in my stomach?
They're all taking flight.
My skin, so forgotten without you near?
Tingles at the affections of your hand.
All those nightmares, all those tears?
And my heart, the one I never let anyone hold?
Is all yours...
The CreatureI feel it,The Creature4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Crawling beneath my skin
Suffer slowly it tells me
Drawing a mental picture in my head
Darling this wont last long,
Burning into my mind like a fixated song
Yearning to me,
Like some type of creature
As I lay down,
Not making a sound
Love of my LifeLove of my Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've had that one love
Who would sooth my worries,
Make the pain disappear,
Have me feel as if the world was still and quiet.
With it, there was no one else around,
Just me and it in my little corner of the world.
Always there for me,
Through the tears,
My one and only true friend
That I know would never,
Who wipes the tears from my eyes,
And comforts me,
Reminding me everything would be okay,
There for me every part of my life,
My music is the IV drip in my arm that keeps me going,
Keeps me alive,
Even when it looks as if the world around me
Is falling apart, bit by bit.
Who knows what would become of me?
Saves my soul, my heart,
From the pain inside.
It has always been my rescuer,
There for me every step of the way,
It has been my best friend,
And has always been the love of my life.
RoteSome kind ofRote4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has powdered the room
In an old-time,
The sun filters through
A blushing keyhole
I shift through
Where the light
Does not reach.
I watch a Golden
Shrine play out
It's sepia theatre,
Behind a closed door
With a jewelled heart
For a handle.
You wont' find
But I can tell you:
It yawns a mandarin-black,
Closing in on a dusty alter,
Littered with dried up
AkaKuro: Hear Me Out, Please?AkaKuro: Hear Me Out, Please?8 months ago in Romance More Like This
Seirin - Rakuzan: 7:00 pm
No matter how many times Akashi Seijuro re-read the signboard posted outside, the fact that he had come this far to challenge him would not change. It never will. Seijuro sat on the far end of the locker room, lips pressed together in a fine line and arms crossed over the other. Draped on his shoulders, was the proud Rakuzan jacket. Nobody dared make a sound as they entered the locker room and found him in this state.
Tetsuya is a mere opponent, he is nothing more, nothing less.
He is not, you should know by now.
I must achieve victory. I shall not accept loss.
You are merely placing imaginary pressure onto your shoulders, being perfect does not reflect on what you have achieved.
Petty emotions such as love and camaraderie are useless, they hinder one's self from im
cordiform dent in the pavementthe only h e a r tcordiform dent in the pavement5 years ago in Typographical More Like This
i've ever broken
was my own
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥it fell from my hands and onto the sidewalk
it even cracked the concrete
Stuck in the MomentTheres no laughter anymore.Stuck in the Moment5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Not in this house. Not in 4 years.
Faded squares line the walls and there are no dirty soccer shoes by the back door.
Instead theyre in a box in the shed though she gave the bike and [most of] his clothes to the city mission.
His picture sits alone atop the piano he whined about playing.
His room is now the craft room though on the east wall hangs a shelf.
Momma calls it her memory shelf but whenever I dare to look that way I swear its a shrine.
He would have been 17 this year but tragedy keeps him forever 13.
She clutches the tattered blanket he hadnt used in years and weeps when Kenny Chesney comes on the radio.
I moved out 14 months ago.
I miss him too, Momma, but I cant do this anymore.
I cant live here.
I cant be here anymore.
Especially when I can still feel him in the halls because you won't let him go.
i'm not your wintergirl.you're looking for thei'm not your wintergirl.5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
seasons in this silence since
we've gotten too cold.
tell me not toif i could give you half of what i wanted totell me not to5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i'd give you orion's belt or the little dipper
you'd be too humble to accept his immaculate
i'd pluck the stars from the skys
and ignore the pain as they burned through my fingertips
i'd pluck the stars from the skys
and ignore the pain as my heart slipped through my ribcage
but i can't find the stars, or my heart
if i could tell you half of what i wanted to
i'd need to make up words to describe our relationship
more than maybe lovers or friends
ambiguity took over as our lips met
brushed grazed touched caress
smashed crashed scraped grind
and you're telling me
'maybe i shouldn't have kissed you'
'i just want you to be okay
as long as you're okay'
'i like someone else, too
i'll tell you who she is, if you want'
[at least, not delibrately]
i would tell you but
but i can't find the rhyme, or the reason
if i could show you half as much as i wanted
Where Lie LiesLove be not proud; for those who might call thee divineWhere Lie Lies5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or lovely are not so. Will you ever offer
Your light to the worthiest? You enjoy to shine
Where poison and mud are melting. Foolish miser!
Rewarding ignorance, arising cowardice,
- You deceiver! You're nothing but the hugest lie
To the gods. I am not longing to roll your dice
Anymore. Weakness and fear, fetters and noose die!
Are not for me. I'm not like you, common human:
My fate will note be bound to one simple orphan.
For to embrace the world in its whole purity,
Your heart has to be true and your eyes to peer through
The mists of human kind. Do not be mislead, though :
I love you more than your love now, I'm truly free!
To Dance With My Love Forever You are so beautiful.To Dance With My Love Forever6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I could watch you for hours.
The way you move, both elegant and seductive,
drawing me in like a needy lover.
Scribbled OutScribbled Out6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've been scribbled out ~ lost it all in the fight ~
at one point I even forgot what I was fighting for.
But I do know this: they are all gone. I am not sure if I just misplaced my pencil or someone else won my words ~ as if they are stapled to some random wall with a pretty blue ribbon and I am left with an honorable mention plaque made from Paper Mache.
Or maybe it is me that is scribbled out. Someone has taken their dulled pencil in fist and rubbed the paper raw, rubbed it right through until all that is left is a huge hole and the desk is covered with a thick layer of lead.
Is that all I am? lead on plywood? Someone's stick figure to delete at their whim?
I dont know.
Its been one of those days weeks years
She promises it will get better.
Or she would if she knew how to word it without coming across cliché.
Either way I understand. That part at least. The rest well Im going to see if I can find a new pencil and
Just a StainLove drips from my wristJust a Stain5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
staining the cedar floor with my goodbye note.
Passion tightens at my throat.
My cry for help echoes uselessly in the empty barn.
I choke on sweet promises and force them down with a glass of self guilt.
I'd give it all if you'd just say you love me.
I jump into the lie of needed.
HitmanShe made love a hit listHitman5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Checking off each line as each shot is fired.
That would be my falling, not hers.
Then there's entrapping, heartache, pain, doubt, betrayal, anger, more pain.
What she doesn't realize is that she's not my first. She won't be my last.
I've been hit before and know how to pick up (most of) the pieces.
Sure I'll leave some behind but I've got scars to fill in the blanks.
I just hope someone finds those fragments so that they'll learn.
So that they'll not be next on her already bloodied hit list.
RetributionThou shalt be overcome by gatherers of light,Retribution5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Innocent harbingers of mankind's redemption.
Thou shalt see your demise, trapped in your searing sight
And become aware of your proper extinction.
Smells of smouldering flesh fills your lungs, and your eyes,
Blinded by dust, cant's see the Death, reaping your child,
Unforgivable sins keeping sharpening scythes.
Taken away from you, beauties are going wild.
You killed them by yourself! Do you think we befool?
We are but reflections of your own wicked soul
And we just carry out your most secreted thoughts.
Do your think it's unfair? You disserve so much more!
Stealing wives of the braves, and spitting on candour!
Oh! Mere average human! Thou shalt pay for your faults!
Land BarrenBarren lands on which I stand.Land Barren5 years ago in Open More Like This
Where bleeding hearts and
have long since run dry,
numbed by time and over exposure.
I am as sterile as the waterless land I stand upon.
Nasty TruthDear You,Nasty Truth5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am appalled.
You took me down and thrust me out, pitched far with the rest of the unwanted garbage.
In my anger, words escape me.
I know there are more decorative descriptions of being cast out but all that comes to mind is your hurtful unrepentant arrogance.
There were a billions ways to let me go but throwing me forcibly to the curb while performing an elaborate victory dance was both tactless and cruel.
I hate you.
I gave you everything yet still I was not good enough.
Obviously I was less than that.
You gleaned the best parts, threaded me along then tossed me aside like a deflated orange.
The worst part, unfortunately, is yet to come.
I need to crawl out of this shameful plastic bin, clean myself off and learn how to continue on. I must find a way to expunge you from my life and my mind. The latter will be the hardest. You are all I ever knew and now I know nothing but the deep staining shadows of what you left. I cannot