The Flood_ We are Japan..The water gently lapped against my feet, teasing and silently calling to me.The Flood_ We are Japan..4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's plea a desperate humble cry. A song for the world as it helplessly stands by.
I look out amongst the land searching what was once dry land only to see destruction staring back at me.
A melancholic time for all those underneath.
Searching for the faces of those they dearly love.
I to search all the faces I see. Not searching for a relative but for a signal to breathe.
My breath caught the moment I heard.
My heart broke the moment I saw..
For in my soul I knew.
I dreamed it once before.
Awakening those many days ago once again drowned within my subconscious. The tide leaving a lasting memory yet I shook it off as a minor thing.
If I only knew then.. But who would believe such a thing.
I remember my fear as we raced to land. The sea a fierce predator behind. Rushing upon as a speeding train. Tearing apart the pieces of my mind.
My sister in tow on my heels and my neice in my arms push my pulse into overdrive
I Am A Woman StereotypedI Am A Woman StereotypedI Am A Woman Stereotyped3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am covered as marble
White liquid forming steel
Around my body it tightens
Clinging to every curve of fragile form
I am a woman
Silenced by the stone
Colorless without label
Invisible is my home
I am a woman
Statue they whisper
As the goddesses of old
More beautiful than Aphrodite, a work of art
I am a woman
Choked by the brick
Waters melted thick
Pouring down my throat
Take my place they shout defiling me so
Be what I am...
What they "think" I should be
I am a woman... Stereotyped
Puppet dance Tears pull the strings of the puppets facePuppet dance5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Each drop a cord that puts this puzzle in place.
My wooden jaw turns up in a smile.
My eyes blink rapidly somewhat beguiled.
These little puppet legs and little puppet hands
may be stiff and wooden,
but perform the puppeteers commands.
Who is this master?
The puller of my strings...
The see'r of my soul who makes me do these things
He gives life to every limb.
Tells me when to stay and when to go.
Without my puppeteer's guidance there wouldn't be a show.
Though constantly smiling with my eyes lit up like stars...
my body would remain lifeless
if in my masters hands it were never carved.
The Worth of a RoseThe Worth of a Rose4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is the worth of a rose,
Whose seen too many winters?
Where petals fell and thorns cause splinters...
The seasons change and the loveliness fade.
An age worn flower
That's seen better days.
Tarnished and lifeless its unable to bloom.
Until it regains its color... until it feels worthy.
Vibrant and vivacious
Lovely in its own right.
Enchanting and delicate.
Gorgeous and full of light.
Able to stand strong.
Able to live on.
Able to see its own beauty.
Able to know its own worth...
By: Y. Tonell
Inside These EyesCatch a breathInside These Eyes4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Catch a sigh
Let it out
Look at it
Look at why
Think it through
Just don't cry
Stand on up
Stand on by
Gain some strength
Hands held high
See the end
See the sky
No more wounds
In these eyes
Death of LoveCome one, come all, come all to seeDeath of Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A faded memory.
Let this hellish void replace
A love that stood time and space.
For in those eyes I can see
The steady growth of misery
With a sudden rise of malice and hate
No more love granted in this fate
And as this soul falls from grace
It is welcomed with death's embrace
For the blooming rose it once sought
Now withered and filled with wrought
And love does fall
To its death and the end of it all
I AmWhen you are cryingI Am5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am sobbing
When you ache
I am hurting
When you break inside
I shatter all over
When you reach out
I am holding you
When you are falling
I am lifting you up
I feel your hurt
I know your pain
How it is to stand in the rain
I understand your anger
I know the feeling
I know what it cost
I cry with you
the tears that fall
will not fall alone
I will hold you
when you fall
I will rock you
when you cry
I am here
I am yours
I won't let you go
I won't forget you
I'll be here
The Two OceansI hear a whisper in the air. The flow of salt caressing my senses as I step towards the window.The Two Oceans3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see the water then.. Flowing endlessly, lapping against the bricks. An ocean of dreams.. I feel
at peace. The color a deep shade of blue reminding me of the waters of home. I love and am
loved by the sea as it calls out to me. Another wave crashes upon the bank.. A rich violet massaging
the coral by the shore. It creeps like velvet silk wrapping it's claws around it. Both seas calling to me.
Hauntingly stalking my window to the world. Which should I choose?
Breathe AgainInhaling the sweet oxygen of your breathBreathe Again5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as I emerge from the dark depths
of the past,
of my mind,
Struggling to stay afloat,
scrambling for purchase,
I grab for anything
and you are there,
wrapping me in the warm embrace
and I know I can breathe again.
After all I've donePROMPT: Draw the lineAfter all I've done4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
After all I've done!
I looked down, my heart raced
Tears streaming down my face.
'My dear your teacher called today...
Your once smiling expression replaced.
After all I've done,
you still turn away.
Turning love into hate...
My heart still seeming to break.
Your once gentle eyes,
somehow turn cold and distant.
Such a gentle angel in appearance;
though I know the truth.
I see right through those lovely hues.
Your mouth curve's once again,
but in a malevolent smile... for the truth was out.
I even saw your files.
Disrespect, disruptive, undisciplined little runt.
Foul language, stealing, fighting...
I could be blunt.
To tell you that I'm tired,
and I'm giving you away.
But my heart wouldn't let me,
and you'll beg I let you stay.
Crashing to the floor,
tears gushing now in waves.
My one and only true wish,
is that you would behave.
After all I've done,
you still turn away...
Turning love into hate.
Seeing your wicked face,
my heart continues to break.
Mirror PictureFallen glass and shattered spectrums,Mirror Picture4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fallen dreams and dusty plectrums;
Rotting rainbows most beloved,
Rotting faces soil has covered;
Filthy screams and curled eyelashes,
Filthy hair and pretty gashes;
All these pieces fill the ribcage,
They make up my mind.