Lilt Hubris But LovinglyLilt Hubris But Lovingly4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I shake the most when I've never felt stiller than a mountain of laundry flattered by the detachment of fastening my jacket before dying feigns the sheets wonder of bed life like before the linen shelf was filed or lightheaded domination died in the drying of people as special as you're making my feeling like a car salesman in a Plato costume we're seeing through and through seeing the bonafide fibers and stupid gold chains of the softest names for real hardness parting reigns so we're black horses waving back to tunnel ending strangers so like life that the translucence is sucking death off our shadow for new grossness's beginning fresh as baby's supernova so murmurous of the purpose poised in my superfluous point of speaking from the peak of Whateverest that I bet nothing ever better than a wet bone to gnaw was never left alone to press bare paw right against the raw stone so I let her know it's a dog feeling patience like panacea is knowing the weather and when to be or not to be al
insoucianceanother time you've looked through my pulseinsouciance3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
deaf to the shrieking of vital failing
only my song has the stealth to slip by you
no vacancy near your balance
and I'm sorry.
elastic reaches and falling short
distance chills my pleas
released all warmth and
the wraith of allure.
your insouciance drips
down my spine. crawling
FracturesMy soul drifted through my eyelashesFractures3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and glittered over an ocean
of buried hope and trials,
to make it to you,
to whisper these words
when you wouldn't let me speak.
My heart ran away,
through my chest
and away, away, to the forest of your arms,
where it always rightfully belonged.
And I lay here,
my breaths leaving my lungs
and tucking away under your skin,
begging, begging, to stay with what
made them whole.
Room Service.i open my eyes to a glaze white roomRoom Service.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and your milky face and
your arm is draped over me,
and i can feel our nude bodies
breathing in the cotton morning.
the fumbling and
just the fumbling, really.
but i remember your weight over me
and those strawberry lips in my ear,
your breath on my lobe like
steam from a hot bath.
there was so much heat and glaze.
glaze in our eyes, which blocked the view.
people are beautiful when they love.
you look like love when you're asleep.
feather girloften, i'm dreamingfeather girl3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
of my hands in your hair like
a halo of skin
cygnus, i love you soi can't pretend your'e a stranger,cygnus, i love you so3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and still say that i love you so.
we are long awaited friends,
taking deep breaths, scorned
as we attract the stars.
winter threatens to take you
away from this hemisphere,
and my heart will burn the moment
the tip of your wing settles
below the broken skyline.
i'll swear my promises to the
compass, somehow i will find you,
and we will collide because
all that truly lies between
you and me, is a lapse in time.
Even If...Even If...Even If...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Should all logic collapse
Ending reality's constraints
And maybe then, just perhaps
We'd be one, no complaints
Should that world come true
The one I only see in sleep
When I could join with you
And together we would keep
Even if that came to pass
My mind would be lost still
The other side of the glass
Still a fear is does instil
I cannot run a relationship
I'll steer it to its death
The waters of companionship
Are well out of my depth
Any union is far too complex
And I'll only make a mistake
Failure's all my mind expects
Only cause you heart to ache
I can't imagine our success
Haunting visions of despair
And a lifetime under duress
Unable to show how I care
It's now slowly making sense
Why I'm not the ideal choice
I Understanding your defence
Looking for a better voice
Someone who can offer support
Guide you through the darkness
The kind and attractive sort
To succeed when I don't impress
Beginning to see it clearly
That it's deeper then my face
Even though it hurts me dearl
butterfly effectbutterfly effect3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
who would have thought this feeling could exist,
my heart aflutter at her batted lash?
what tempest has her love let loose, what mist
has come to pass over my mind? a crash
of breaths like sailors drawn by siren song
have kissed my shores of lung with weary ships.
their bodies pass on through as ghosts along
the rivers of my mind. by this eclipse
of thought, a chaos theory map unfurls,
my crescent lips, to guide the men within
Coffee HouseWords effervese emotions,Coffee House3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
evaporating every ounce of need from the soul,
wafting towards the rafters,
and overlooking the lonely below.
Their hands hold temporary comfort,
while lips burn against fleeting passion found,
of flavored promises,
brewed from hope, blackened and ground.
masks the bitterness here,
in the house of coffee and fears.
a thousand daysthe sky was an endless seaa thousand days3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of grey and white and lost sailors
those who knew no better
who had no one to miss them
i had not seen the sun in days
months, years, decades or lifetimes
bathed myself in cold, murky water
because i was a lost sailor
who knew no better
and had no one to miss me
your skin in the spring light and
brown hands wrapped around mine,
lingering kisses in the dark
and your smile, stretched across
a canvas of hope and second chances
washed away those thousand days;
showed me that the sun is not hidden
i just didn't know where to look
New RoutineHe died before I finished breakfast.New Routine3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My daily routine of black coffee
I cannot forget.
His eyes in that grainy photograph
pierced the center of my conscience,
Like he knew
I had skipped the front page and
went straight for the "Personals"
brandishing a harsh red pen.
The radio was silent
like the nothing in my mind
when I finally saw it
chronologically playing out:
and a single final phrase
I've changed since.
The flavor of remorse never left my mouth.
I only have black coffee now
Eggs make me feel guilty
I never really told him-
"Sorry I didn't love you enough".
32the was the kind of girl323 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that you watched from afar;
striking, but not beautiful.
dangerous, but not scary.
False TrialHe hates this place,False Trial4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To them he is a disgrace.
He looks around,
Then down at the ground.
Not guilty of the crime,
Wrong place, wrong time.
A tear rolls down his face,
This shouldnt be his case.
They shove him in the small room,
There he waits for his doom.
He closes his eyes so he wont see.
He thinks "this shouldnt be me."
He didnt hurt that helpless child,
He was just a witness at the while.
He tryed to save her because she was hurt,
And her blood got stained onto his shirt.
He has to die for a mistake,
He knows he didnt make.
One, two, three he closes his eyes,
Feels the shock, then dies...
Funny,Right?In a strange way,I'm kind of proud. Two months. Two months of wanting to die,two months ofFunny,Right?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
having to lie,and no one suspects a thing. Two months, 59 days, and a certain amount of
hours, minutes, seconds that I won't bother to puzzle out. Who cares, right? Who cares how
long I've been hurting?
No one, obviously. Maybe it's just me, but I find it rather funny. Really.
Incredibly, insanely funny, the way I go about each day dropping subtle hints, giving
them glimpses of the scars all over my arms, let them catch me inflicting harm, walk in
while I'm curled up in the corner, clawing and biting at my arms like a madwoman. And they
still think I'm perfectly fine. Ha! Funny,right?! Right!?
AdieuI walked into your bedroomAdieu3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
longing to see your face
But instead of seeing you
there was a body in your place
your eyes had faded from that beautiful color I once knew
I shook your shoulders
trying to wake you
But there was nothing I could do
A tear fell from my cheek and seeped onto your lips
I knelt down and gave you one last heartfelt kiss
As I got up from your side
and turned around to leave
I turned around once more
hopeing my eyes were being decieved.
It had only been one minute
but I already missed your embrace
so I layed down beside you
and waited for the memory to be erased
If you could die right at that moment
then so could I to
because I cannot live in this world without you.
DrowningI.Drowning3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I've been on edge for weeks, the iron in my veins has been spinning,
rifling the walls, spiraling but not descending,
me, I am
hurricane synapses and tornado mind.
Me, I am
the fool on the precipice
beneath the eroding edges, beneath
me, I am.
cracked, red clay,
empty air, and
I've been on edge for weeks, the iron in my veins has been circling
like vultures, waiting to coat my organs.
Beating, beating, beating on iron walls;
me, I am
a bell now.
juniabandaging your heart,junia3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the weeping of your soft skin
tied closed with poems.
Book CollectionsSame but different,Book Collections4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
each book held something new
though the text never grew.
I have a million books
but only one story,
the ink speaks to me
with the beauty of a heavenly glory.
The rustle of old
with the crinkle of new,
and the pages have yellowed;
it was once a baby,
but you never knew.
The mountains of their beauty
have caved me in,
only asking to be read once again.
After The ShowLook at me, all dressed up for a concertAfter The Show3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My gloves don't match my orange coat.
It's freezing out, not that I really care much
But my boots aren't keeping my feet warm.
I watch the snow as it falls
In the orange glow of a streetlight
And lean on the hood of my car
Staring in awe like a little Koala bear in NYC.
Take a look at me
See how my hair catches snowflakes
My eyes shine in the winter night
And my breath fogs as I hum gently my favorite tune.
Look at me, pristine as the snowfall
Clean and white in all of my thoughts
Innocent in my heart and emotions
While I watch that tiny miracle that comes from snow.
Look at me and remember
All the words I said
All of the things I did
And realize how much you miss it, want it back.
Look at me, see me meet your eyes
And climb into my car hastily and drive away
Because I can't stand seeing you
Holding her hand.
Look at her now and realize
She's not what you want, not anymore.
What you want just drove away
In a Mitsubishi SUV in an orange coat.