Soulless PoetWill you look this way again?Soulless Poet3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If only those who read my work knew
How loveless and soulless I am
They would toss it in disgust
Like the fliers of New York City
I am ready to ignite
But for what?
A bottle rocket
Ready to shoot fire and shards of glass
Aimed at the innocent responsible party
But there is no cause
No damsel to fight for
You know I would fight for her
If I knew who she was
My chest is a hearth of fire
An oven for my heart
Solid as clay
perfectly molded in the shape of nothing
Useless as the day it was cloned
I have no whimsical grandfather to look after
How I long for a story or two
About how he straddled his .38's under his plaid shirt
How he was taller than most
But won't admit hes taller than me
Out of a shrewd sense of humility
He was gone before I could breathe
And yet I hear him in my dreams
Telling me to accept who I see
I hear those lonely people now
Their voice is mine
And mine theirs
I have friends and they stick up for me
They say one day my epic st
I'm Not Graceful.They only know you as her.I'm Not Graceful.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not her, who entered before.
Dark hair mirrors your ambitions.
And either are quite the same way.
But any other way would be wrong.
I’m drunk in the sun, again.
Drowning the fun.
Not knowing how this ends.
But knowing how this ended.
I tell myself that I knew you.
But that’s a lie.
The truth is that I’m exiled by design.
Memories"In pain I'm dying inside"Memories4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My poem stands tall line by line
This night shall wait for my tide
The sorrow's empty and all mine.
- I'm fine.
This moment we're at,
It will never come back.
It is time to kiss and pat.
Loving still, stalking the pack.
- memories intact.
This memory's lanes are doom.
All the way to the green moon.
The curtain's poisonous boom
Shall reach me soon, soon.
- in the shallow night's gloom.
"But here I stand with time"
My poem lost in every line.
Here alone I try and whine
I try to reach out for a sign
- that you were meant to be mine
yet it's fine
yet it's fine.
BeliefsWhat we believe isn’t always true.Beliefs4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Think it’s helpful.
But that ends up hurting is more.
we sometimes have false beliefs.
Things that can’t be proven true.
Some are dreams, hopes and wishes.
Others are just lies.
HeartlessHeartless3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They call me heartless
And I know, it's true
For I had buried it on the same day
and in the same grave that consumed you
It's just that...
I found it returning to me
for that one moment, after eleven years
When I sat by you today
I LOVE YOU
AND I MISS YOU!
So, please take it back with you
For it was your parting gift
And I have no right to keep it