Time to Drink UpTime to Drink Up3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rachel and her boyfriend, Firingwall, were sitting down on the couch, watching a little TV. She was resting her head on his right shoulder and leaning against him, happy as can be. He, on the other hand, was focusing more on the TV than her. She sighed contently and said, "Isn't it nice to have a day off?"
"Definitely," he said staring ahead, "Especially now that my summer class on Friday finally ended."
She frowned and inched closer, pressing her chest against his arm, "You know why don't we turn on Netflix and find ourselves a romantic movie? Something sweet."
"I am happy watching this," he said flatly.
'Ugh,' she thought, 'Of all the guys in America to be in love with, it had to be the guy who isn't affected with boobs are pressed against his arm.'
At that moment, the show they were watching cut to the commercials. The first commercial popped on and it showed an anthro horse cowgirl riding on top of a glass bottle of green juice
Short-LivedShort-Lived.Short-Lived2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has it got to take a sudden death of a loved one.
For us to realise how fickle and unpredictable life is.
Despite our best efforts to delude and cowardly run.
We may share our lives with others but we are destined to be divided.
Life and death are both a part of a mutual consented sum.
Money will come and go but we all know what the fixed price is.
So although you may think the worst is yet to come.
No matter the occasion whether it be
GuidanceGuidance.Guidance2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My father once told me that life is supposed to be a struggle
And that everyone has their own specific type of hustle.
Whether it be working in an office or stacking products on a shelf.
Naturally we all share the same aim of accumulating wealth.
He also told me that nothing is promised in this life time.
When you least expect it the man upstairs will throw you a life line.
Something or someone that will give you a reason to continue.
Awaken the hidden belief and talent that law dormant within you.
He then told me that happiness and success are short lived.
In time your name will both appear and disappear from life's shortlist.
At some point you will feel like the whole world is against you.
No matter what you do some people will just always resent you.
Accept their venomously kind words but never take them to heart.
The show must go on and no one else but you can play your part.
Lastly he said that you must find a balance between work and leisure
Because those priceless mome
Singing From the Same Hymn.Singing From the Same Hymn.Singing From the Same Hymn.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
They’ll never know
And we won’t hold it against them.
It’s not like they owe
It to us to make us feel like men
And women that are destined for greater things.
They have a higher purpose and calling.
It is they who have a bigger say in the world we live in.
Yes our lives may be predictable and boring.
But we have all in some way earned our positions.
In this life there are followers and then there are leaders,
And it’s the leaders that make those cut throat decisions.
Just like in school, you have the underachievers and the divas.
They have abilities and talents that are deemed useful
And it doesn’t matter whether they are dishonest or truthful.
Because we will still look and depend on them regardless
And the routines we enact everyday are ordinary and far less
Interesting, glamorous or meaningful.
That’s why we need them to be on a pedestal.
They can never know what its like,
To be so close to the lime light.
Waiting to se
The RealityRealityThe Reality2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Will we ever realise
That in real life
The amount of real lies
Someone Else.Someone Else.Someone Else.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I wish I had a...
A heart that is malleable.
A mind that isn’t practical
And a life that is fanciful.
I wish I had a...
Tranquil touch that never hurts.
A mouth that thinks before it spurts
And a body that is control of its nerves.
I wish I had...
Feet that are confident and able walk fast.
Hopeful hands that have a firm but soft grasp
And an ass that can rebound after every task.
I wish I had a smile that is permanent.
I wish I had eyes that were not so observant.
I wish I had the mass to withstand any disturbance.
Sometimes I wish I could be a completely different person.
A Pure Love ExchangeA Pure Love ExchangeA Pure Love Exchange2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
She leers at me with her cerulean apertures.
The faintest uncongealed tear materialized.
Biting her chromatic nails recently manicured,
Her attempted dirty look at me becomes sanitized.
The awkward moment persists,
My mouth opens but the sounds are suspended.
Her essence is impossible to resist.
This is not what she expected.
My feelings for her are undeniable.
She has chosen me as her worthy consort
But she questions whether I am reliable.
In this instance I am not swift with a retort.
Forced to reveal my fragility,
I postpone our wantonly gaze.
Cigarettes and floral scents invade the vicinity.
My mind is secured in a vacant daze.
My hand reaches for hers desperately,
Her hand wraps round my tactile index finger.
I whisper in her ear adulate words relentlessly.
A fountain descends of which I unintentionally triggered.
I embrace her entire anatomy,
My lips converge with her forehead.
She looks up at me emphatically.
She has finally been courted.
Good MorningGood Morning.Good Morning2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I have a distressing tendency of waking up too early.
The sun escaping from the blinds always begins to stir me.
Just as I begin to behave sullen and surly, her presence averts me.
I turn to my side to see the vein in her left arm pump overtly.
She's completely immersed by the covers.
I have to resist temptation not to hold and hug her.
Her body suddenly moves with a spontaneous shudder.
Her mouth moves but not a word or sound does she utter.
I stare at her intently and push her stray hairs behind her ear.
Realising that loosing this woman will be my most dreadful fear.
Her eyes momentarily open just to make sure that I am near.
I was born alone in this world but I live my life in a pair.
She has no idea that I watch her while she sleeps.
Or that I tingle when her newly painted toes brush against my feet.
I often think what my life would be like if me and her didn't meet.
Would she even look twice if we crossed paths in the street.
Her hands move against the pillow as if
L.O.V.E.L.O.V.E.L.O.V.E.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It swallows you whole,
Exceeds your control.
Apprehends your soul,
Until it has taken its toll.
It’s an overwhelming feeling.
That is made to be appealing
And you can’t help revealing,
The doubts you are concealing.
It’s an undefined dimple
And a well known jingle.
But only when you are single
Does it all seem so simple.
It is one of life’s many gifts,
That empowers and uplifts
And can lead you adrift.
Should you miss your shift.
It is impossible to describe it.
It is impossible to fight it.
Because once it is ignited
And once you have tried it.
It will take your independence.
You will become used to its presence.
You will become addicted to its essence
And include it at the end of your every sentence.
It exists even in the hearts of its haters.
It is a taste even they will savour
And although its duration wavers.
There will never be a feeling that is greater.
Everything I have said and more.
I am merely repeating what you already know.
Week to Weak.Week to Weak.Week to Weak.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Why is it the week days go so slow?
But yet the weekends are over in an instant.
I have gotten so used to being constantly on the go,
That every part of my life has become routinely consistent.
Whenever I have a time slot that is vacantly free,
I feel as if I should be developing or preparing for something else.
I always feel as if there is somewhere else that I was meant to be.
I never take full advantage of the short intervals I have to myself.
I’ve had enough of the early mornings and the constant yawning.
Dreaming of over sleeping and then opening my eyes all of a sudden.
Even the usual serene sounds of the birds chirping have become haunting.
Every morning I wake up to my annoying alarm and tap the snooze button.
I work, wait and anticipate for the week to end.
Making hopeful plans to catch up with some old friends.
And before you know it Monday has dawned once again.
I wish the weekends had more days imbedded in-between them.
InsignificantInsignificant.Insignificant2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the souls of my feet connect with the pavement slabs.
My eyes become lost in to the dark vastness of the skies.
Suddenly my problems decrease in value and size.
I realise how insignificant I am in comparison.
How expendable and replaceable I am.
I don't matter
How much matter
InjusticeInjustice.Injustice2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Gallivanting on the high street with my peers.
Thinking there is nothing in this world that I have to fear.
Contemplating an appropriate place where we should eat.
I then leant down to re adjust the laces on my feet.
Suddenly a legion of faces loom towards our direction.
Not assuming that we were victims of their brutal inspection.
They approach me in a violent and threatening manner.
My heart clamours and my mouth begins to stammer.
They bombarded me with belittling and derogatory terms
And asked me where I was from as if it any of their concern.
I answered truthfully and tried to mask my anxiety.
I attempted to walk away but I knew this outcome was unlikely.
They began to rustle my garments and salivate on my trainers.
My tongue apprehensively toys with my red coloured retainer.
They patted me down and inquired whether I had money or a phone.
I refused their wandering hands, pleading them to leave me alone.
I tried to reason with them, tell them I meant no
They SayThey Say.They Say2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They say there is always a silver lining.
But right now my future looks bleak.
They say the sky is the limit.
But my vision is blocked by a mountain peak
They say life is a game.
But I was never any good at hide and seek.
They say were all different.
But does that mean that were all unique.
They say everyone wants to win.
But I have no desire to compete.
They say there are plenty more fish in the sea.
But they didn't say whether the water's shallow or deep.
They say everyone is searching for the same answer.
But I have'nt got it in me to cheat.
They say I'm too negative.
But I know this also comes hand in hand with defeat.
They say a healthy mind is a healthy body.
But I'm not to obsessed with my physique.
They say some situations you must face, face to face.
But sometimes I am not willing to turn the other cheek.
They told me some day I'd be someone great.
But I know that's a promise they cant keep.
They say sometimes shit just happens.
But I've recently discovere
Absence.Absence.Absence.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate the thought of coming home to an empty room.
It is a scenario my mind is not able to consume.
Even though I know you will be back soon.
I still have to wait for your return,
In order for my life to resume.
Living a Lie.Living a Lie.Living a Lie.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You say things you don't mean when you're angry.
You call me a waste of space and that you can't stand me.
When the dust settles you say you don't mean it.
You say I should know better than to believe it.
As usual I foolishly upkeep your illusive hold on me.
I allow you to mute my thoughts and take control of me.
You promise and reassure me that it will never happen again.
That this is the last time and you will put it all to an end.
But I know promises only comfort fools,
Who readily allow others to pull the wool
Over our eyes because it is easier to swallow the lies.
Can it be a mistake if it happens more than twice?
Despite my preaching I can never take my own advice.
I've realised that this aggression is a part of you
And because I can never dare to part from you.
I have to believe the love you have for me is true.
Sometimes you have to take a lie not for what it is
But for the truth and reality it suspends.
Withdraw your vengeful tongue and revert it into a kiss.
Nonet Four MaturityMaturityNonet Four Maturity2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As I grow older I start to see.
This life for what it really is.
Death is unpredictable.
Success is not assured.
Pleasure is short lived.
Pain is promised.
Am I Worthy?Am I Worthy?Am I Worthy?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe I don't deserve all the views and the comments.
Maybe there are better writers out there that deserve acknowledgment.
Maybe I am not worthy of any recognition and attention.
Personally I don't think my work is even worth mentioning.
Maybe my words wont amount to anything substantial.
Maybe I wont make it in terms of a financial,
Atonement but can we just think for one moment
That maybe I write to express my thoughts on a page.
To release all the feelings held hostage in this mortal cage.
Maybe others can relate and reciprocate my words.
And to you this notion may seem insulting and absurd.
But all these favourites and feed back gives me an added purpose.
And for that split second when reading them, I feel like I actually deserve this.
That my whole hearted words are not dispensable and worthless.
That maybe I can actually make something of myself.
Give the people something real to purchase from life's obscure shelf.
Give my parents the life that they so justly
Awkward TensionAwkward TensionAwkward Tension2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Confined there is no way forward,
And no escape route to look towards.
Forced and fake conversations.
A Step Too FarA Step Too Far.A Step Too Far2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She just couldn't take it anymore.
She threw her purse and her child's lunch box on to the floor
Of the fourth storey of the local car parking complex.
The lord only knows what will possibly happen next.
She begins tugging on her hair furiously in agitation.
Talking to herself having an in depth conversation.
Pacing up and down and aggressively talking in tongues.
Labelling herself as an unfit lover and mother to her husband and son.
Tears begin to cascade from her face violently.
She didn't tell her husband about her woes instead she chose to silently
Keep it to herself and let it eat her up inside.
But eventually she ran out of places to hide.
Her phone begins to ring but she chose to ignore it.
A picture of her husband and son appears but she wishes she never saw it.
A small crowd begins to formulate beneath her.
Familiar voices shouting and screaming trying to keep her
From edging any closer to the edge.
But her toes continued to embrace the unstable ledge.
The Dance FloorThe Dance floor.The Dance Floor2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Children frolicking in their innocence.
Discovering a thousands ways to use a balloon.
Energy levels remaining at its ultimate capacity.
Oblivious to the rigorous reality that surrounds them.
The adults consuming alcohol in abundance.
Laughter and smiles overwhelm colourful tiled flooring.
Multiple feet respond to the melodious beats broadcasted.
Fully aware of the blunt reality that surrounds them.
As I look back and observe this serene scene.
I try and decipher what life actually means.
The complex simplicity that overtakes this vicinity
The duplicity that is evident within this ordinary activity.
At one point I was basking in my guiltless certitude
Learning and developing through my youthful aptitude.
Now I am knowledgeable of all what this world has to offer.
I understand the struggle and discomfort that apprehended my mother.
The same melody continues in the background.
But my ears are in tune to a completely different sound.
I'm heavily reliant on alcohol to have
Good Bye FriendGood ByeGood Bye Friend2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Bags packed hastily on an un made bed.
Inactive blue tack firmly attached to the walls.
Earthly possessions compiled regrettably.
Unfortunate circumstances have been confirmed.
Your chariot has arrived to take you away.
The hardest part is yet to come.
I know our connection will weaken.
No matter how hard we try to cling on.
Change is something we cannot avoid.
Memories are all we have to hold on to.
Realities rewind button has been disabled.
This game can never be won.
Humour temporarily dilutes the situation.
Silence is the only language spoken.
Eyes exchange compromising glances.
Half hearted commitments announced.
Things will never be the same.
This equations amounts to a complicated sum.
As you stand In the door way about to exit.
Life's bank has withdrawn all the quality time we invested.
Hopeful plans for the future proclaimed.
Of which a fixed date can never be named.
I will miss you more than you ever know.
I've finally accepted the fact that you must go.
The Heart-Breaking SituationThe Situation.The Heart-Breaking Situation2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She visits the store every Saturday.
Her children rampantly destroy the aisles,
She struggles to maintain control.
Judgemental eyes question her parental prowess.
Her hair untidily secured by thinning beige band.
Her fingernails are notable jagged and ink like.
She devotedly monitors her offspring,
Her shoulders overburdened from the load.
She continuously checks her phone for a message,
That she knows will never come.
He wakes up downheartedly,
Ignoring the several missed calls on his phone.
His neck covered in purple blemishes.
A young female wearing his striped shirt turns over,
He nudges her hand of his exposed chest.
He reaches for his pack of cigarettes and a wrinkled photo.
Looks up the magnolia pasted ceiling,
Puffs out a shroud of fumes to hide his liquefied eyes.
Finally acknowledging his flashing mobile.
Begins to dial a number he knows he will never call.
Why does he do it?
She just can't figure out.
It went from kisses from the lips.
To the mouth being manip