Le Ballon NoirNobody knows why its there:Le Ballon Noir8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
if it was left by a deity,
or a couple, or a father who didnt want
a black balloon at the wedding,
they didnt leave a calling card
when they tied it to the lamp-post
for the climbing boy to find.
Once released the balloon attacks
bobbing off his head and arms
as he clings to the ironwork.
The fall is caused by the distraction
rather than the force itself
and breaks a leg -
he mightve cracked his head too
on the way down.
A man selling hot rice
runs to the aid of the folded boy
and sees the balloon drifting skywards,
Loning over dusty hills
towards the grey tenement
it finds a dog to tease, bouncing
off the windowpane as it yaps in alarm.
This rouses a drunk man,
who bursts onto the balcony lurching outwards he grabs for it
misses, grabs for it, misses, grabs for...
The woman carrying bread
encounters her lifeless husband
and her wails are still audible
as the balloon sails across the main
but it also meansIt's mundane,but it also means8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the soda aisle
and my wandering, walking up
then down. I frown to distract.
And buy the soda you love
because you might, you
might be here to have it. Though
with I need a drink.
I don't need a drink.
The same strength, faux-weak
ness that I will always have,
and tell myself I learned from you.
I buy it, afraid I won't like the taste,
or maybe I will and it'll be there
for a few days squishing along inside me.
It's just fucking soda, but it also means
I still love you.
Pond Of StillnessPond Of Stillness10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have you ever met the one whose smile melts all that surrounds you and reality flies higher than the breeze on the wings of a hawk, no even higher? If not then I wish you, oh I wish you
such a magical mystical stroke of luck.
Have you ever met the one whose voice can even in a whispered hush, float over your skin, causing sensations of such warmness you sigh in mere anticipation of their touch?
If not then I wish you fate shall grant that start.
Have you ever looked into the eyes of a stranger, peering in total rapture as you see yourself reflected back in them, feeling the pull to get closer, closer still?
If not then I wish that shall be for you destiny's will.
Have you ever burned with the very lightest of touches of one's finger merely on the top of your arm and find even in that first encounter the one who your heart has always desired?
If not then I shall pray with rapture's complete' powers of ecstasies soon you shall find that sacred fire.
Have you ever as lips close , then com
"The Pen's Master"In the mystic wee hours of the night when mortals sleep in sweetest repose of peace and Mistress Night's Cloak decorates the Heaven's ebony skies with gems of her train as it trails behind in her travel's - it along its seams even glows."The Pen's Master"9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A breeze tip toes through my open window tickling the lace curtains draped round it delivering the message being sent by A Pen's Master - to my ears a caressing awakening flow.
"Awake, awake sweet child" the words came - as gentle as a lullaby - as soothing as the rain - till I finally rose in my bed to view who there stood - in sheer quivering delight my eyes opened wide.
He was tall - hair of spun gold long- his garments of gossamer silks that to the floor ran surely had been ner touched by human hand for they changed color as he approached in long stride.
His cloak was every color of the rainbow - of satin finest made - decorated in real silver, gold and bronze -the implements of his Majestic pride.
Quills, pencils, pens, bottle of inkpot
FieldsFieldsFields6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Youre not moving
Because he moved on
Left those northern dreams
To crash around you
Standing in bare fields
Of a shrugged midwinter
Mistress Darkthe beautiful woman,Mistress Dark11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
under whom so many of us study.
Pleasing is the sensation of self inflicted pain.
No matter the medium;
metal to an arm,
bile breaking a throat,
repetitions of St. Agnes.
Like God she gazes, prideful of that which she has created,
and she says it is good.
We see the twisting grin,
the bust that swells.
Repeat our actions we must
a thousand times.
Until our bodies refuse to flinch,
reveal no pain.
Then we can show her; the mistress to Beelzebub,
we too may master the art of sweet agony.
The Dark Lady will point a chapped finger,
more she will push for
Lady Death gives opiates to the masses;
blinded and willing, in turn the masses
shackle the bodies, naked to the ceiling.
Willing to feel Lady Sting, Lady Scorch.
Longing to die for her,
in both fire and ice.
Revelations would hit her, manifestations.
Lady Masochism will fall silent,
at this precious epiphany,
'there are other masters of her art.'
Acquiescence"Know no fearAcquiescence9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My darling little one
You shall not know
The sting of tears
And the bitterness which grows
With the passing of human years..."
You can have everything
Nothing remains of what used to be
My eternal flame holds no more secrets
I cannot recall when laughter last graced my lips
Lamentation for the incandescent daylight
I remember from my youth
Sears my consciousness
Take what you want
For I can fight no more."
Souli feel like my troubledSoul9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
soul has fleed me
i wish i never had
a soul so my pain
would not be so real
but i know my soul is
there but in hideing
from the cruelness
that is this world
i feel my soul has
fleed me but i know i
it's there somewhere
Living Under Strange TyrannyLiving Under Strange Tyranny10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know you old friend
You come to me in twilight
You are fashioned from flesh and from silk
Yet your grip is wrought iron
I know your gaze well
It chills me to my spine
Yet your soft whisper leaves me flush and burning
You tempt me mock me thrill me and discard me
Your cruel instruction not a lesson learned
But a lesson engraved in my flesh
By your dull blade shall my blood spill
By your taunts and torments I loathe and yearn
The oddest moment of clarity
Stolen by your bitter seduction
The purity of desire misinterpreted as innocence
The wry smile of understanding spreads across my dry cracked lips
I prepare to feed from you
I want to taste the essence of your sweet milk
Yet you withdraw from me
You leave me alone in a dark chamber
Calling out your name (oh tyrant)
Like a scorned lover weeping for what once was
And should never have been
Chess.Take two steps back,Chess.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rewind the time.
I can't move forwards when you are now so far behind.
Shake it off,
it won't go away.
I can't move forwards when you are on my mind again.
Step back again,
I can't move forwards when you are in so much pain.
Caught between this,
and what it was.
I can't move forwards when you are still so captivating.
It wasn't simple,
still isn't today.
I can't move forwards when you are so damn casual.
I can't move,
I can't breathe.
I can't move forwards when you are not by my side.
OnyxI remember the walks we never had under the stars we never saw and the chances to make memories that I missed. I curse myself more and more each day that you're gone. I think of all the times we talked and all that's left for me to say is that I care about you more than anyone else.Onyx9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need you more and more each day, I need you here with me. I swear that one day I will see you, and I'll never leave your side.
I can't help keep thinking of the last time that I saw you, of all the things I left unsaid, of all the late night conversations when I should've been begging you to stay instead of flying away in the morning. Spread your wings and come flying back to me.
Maybe Fate has a different plan for us, a future where we can always be together. Until that day I swear you're in my thoughts and prayers but still
Our Breaking BellOur Breaking Bell10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We were broken, and we were in love,
And after ends, it wasn't enough,
And we had mouths, but we never spoke,
I told you to care, but you told me to choke,
We took it all, and we never looked back,
For after December, we lost the tact,
Holding our faces, but not one another,
This was our life, this was forever,
You hurt me, and you never begged,
I never looked back, and I never said,
"This is enough, we need to stop,"
Because I felt low, and you were on top,
My hands bled, and your back snapped,
I took the pity, and you stayed damned,
We made the lock, we ignored the sign,
I ruined your life, and you ruined mine,
I lost hope, and you lost intrigue,
Foraying the feelings, forgetting the deed,
Our legs dropped, and our heads fell,
And our ears panged, to our broken bell.
SorryI'm sorry for lettingSorry9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You get under my skin
I'm sorry for forgetting
You didn't want in
I'm sorry for being
A leech on your skin
I'm sorry for not seeing
You weren't letting me in
I'm sorry for crying
My tears stained your skin
I'm sorry for dying
When you finally let me in
I'm sorry for living
And for breathing on your skin
I'm sorry for sinning
The lie I was living in
I'm sorry for hurting
Each time you felt my skin
I'm sorry for flirting
After the danger set in
I'm sorry for carving
Lines into my skin
And I'm sorry for starving
I thought you wanted me thin
But most of all I'm sorry
For stealing from your life
For deluding that maybe one day
I would be your wife
The day we failed
Was the day I died
Teachers to the DeadWhile we slept,Teachers to the Dead8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you strapped your arm around
my chest like armor and possession,
like this one belongs to me. Together, we are
teaching the things that haunt us
to lie down in their graves.
Here, like this
your demons say to mine as
they demonstrate the art of behaving.
Together, we secure their
broken bodies and set them into six feet of
(but we do not follow
we cannot go in their stead)
They do not know theyre dead. Its
always a blow when we break the news.
They find themselves jealous of our
human skin and our inhaling
(we are too kind
to show that we are more alive without them
that losing them
Spring?I was cold last night;Spring?8 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
A butterfly looked away.
Your light writes my life...
Queen BeeQueen Bee11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People used to say
That I was scary
But I still feel the same
All worthless to me
Getting no where in a fast car
Thorn in my side.
Normality being accustomed to abnormality
And we wonder why we're different
And we wonder what's the same
Everything but you, I've never changed.
Eating dirt, how's it taste?
Meet the ground, ground to face
You "never did anything"
Which is why you've given me your life
Upside-down staring at a wall
Falling deeply, confined to a trance
Psychotic mind unlocked
Well, here's Johnny.
Why the insistent questioning of answers?
What for are they given again
The wall's moving now
And then you fall.
City LightsAs the city lightsCity Lights8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fade beneath our scarlet wings,
I pluck them from the sky
and add them to the gemstones
adorning my fingers.
They soon lose their lustre,
in a blanket of dark,
as we wing onwards
until these darts of bright
are lost to my tired eyes.
"Desire Rises""Desire Rises"10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Slumber, a sweet repose,
tis but a tool to trick eternity and to try to forget one's woes.
And yet to slumber do both alive and undead both return,
one for the rest required to rise the next day and get on with their lives,
another to rest and rise when their unlife has become less burdensome.
I waited as I slumbered, I hesitated in my awakening, till I heard the sweet call of a voice long time heard, long time gone,
long time returning,
as it wafted through the air of the night, it sang out my name, it called to me, I
I responded, and white silk, sheer - that in which I slumbered was heard to rustle at my frist movements to answer that voice's call.
It was the call of a lover to another,
his name Sirocco, mine Desiree, and that is how he called unto me,
with all of his desires.
So rise I once more to walk this earth,
rise I to walk beside the only one to which I shall ever be bound,
ever be held, ever to be one with in this unlife called eternal night."
Surreal WorldSurreal World4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the world around you feels so surreal
And you can't tell what's fake or for real
So you work your way through, trying to discover
And your memory's lost, so you're trying to recover
Feeling as if all the pages have flown
And wishing if only the world was clear and you'd known
But your brain is filled with plain morning dew
And is leaving you empty as the chilled wind blew
siyahsiyah10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dudaklarından çıkan o garip fısıltıyı ve sıcak nefesini hissediyorum bacaklarımın arasında
O kadar soğuk bir odadayız ki,dışarıda ki kar bile bize ateş gibi geliyor..
Çıplak olmamız soğuğu engelleyemediği gibi,bizi de uzaklaştıramıyor işte!
Nefret ediyorsun benden..benim seni sevdiğim kadar nefret ediyorsun!
Bazen o kadar acımasız oluyorsun ki bacaklarımın yandığını hissediyorum..bana hem tutku hem de acı veriyorsun..iki işi aynı anda yapmak gibi..sen gerçekten mükemmelsin işte!
Bacaklarımı sana doğru uzatmışım..garip şekilli beyaz yatakta..bembeyaz yatakta..kırmızı düşlerinin,tutkularımın,suçlarımızın olduğu yatakta..yatak kadar beyaz olan tenimi,kirli ellerinin iğrençliği bozuyor güzelli
Mort D'eteClosed to the lightsMort D'ete11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of familiar remedy.
Cruel cycle passing.
The invisible weeper casts blue
Inviting the streets to a dance.
Detached eyes contain reflection.
Surrender among the alleyways.
Past the weeper and her clouds
Beyond the roads of dying days.
Diverging fates deny incline.
Succumbing will of wait engage.
One score plus ten and four
Five and Five 'till doubles squared.
Horizons sing on days decline.
When mort d'été passes prime.
take me awayI closed my eyes andtake me away11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I could see for miles
the years went passing
and dreams flooded into my mind
in a rushing wind I found myself screaming
"take me away"
time and space flew away,
in retrospect I could tell
that though enjoying myself in the moment
to stay would mean to forget myself
the world around me began to bleed in pain
while we all were at each other's throats
we bled our own selves dry before we'd lift our hands to help
giving into our own vices while we jumped in screaming
"take us away"
we'd never been here before
and it should've stayed that way
'cause now we're living for ourselves
we don't care about anyone else
I rolled out of bed and began to shudder
as I opened my eyes
I could barely see my hand
darkness had fallen upon this land
and there was one small light
a beam of hope came from withinI