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UnknownUnknown9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
She admires the damage in others
Her twisted form of jealousy.
The breaking of a heart
And the touch of a razor blade
The only true pain she has ever known.
Her heart reaches for broken souls
Taking them into her cold embrace
To amend for her sick envy...
Her infatuation
Her melancholy
Her rage.
Her guilt for being ordinary
Knows no bounds.
As she clings to injured hands
Wishing to heal them
But secretly...
Wanting to be like them.
Her reason for which
Is still Unknown.
SingSing2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Sing me a love song
Sing me to sleep
Sing until reality
is better than my dreams
Sing to me quietly
a tender whisper in my ear
Sing a song with meaning
that I will forever hold dear
Sing to me fondly
say you love me with song
Sing to me passionately
it's been far too long
Sing to me bravely
I don't care how you sound
Sing to me softly
and watch my heart pound
Now sing to me darling
Sing with love
Sing until I feel as beautiful
as the brilliant stars above.
BloomBloom2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A gentle smile graced her face.
"I have something for you love." She whispered.
She cupped her hands beneath her breast and stared down at them peacefully.
Before he could grow curious, a brilliant scarlet rose appeared and began to slowly bloom beneath her fingers, it's silky petals a perfect contrast to the thorns that pricked her delicate and scarred fingertips.
A small drop of blood flowed from the tip of her finger to gently land on one of the flower petals, the color of her blood meeting the rose and blending instantly.
She lifted it to her nose to inhale the exquisite aroma.
She smiled before presenting it to her lover standing
HospitalHospital9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I hate hospitals."
"Why's that?"
"They're always trying to hide."
"What do you mean by 'hide'?"
"You smell that?"
"Yea. Smells clean."
"I hate that smell."
"Why?"
"It's too clean. It's like they're trying to hide the fact that people die here."
"Well that's morbid..."
"It's the truth."
"Would you rather it smell like germs and corpses?"
"No. But that's not the point."
"What is your point?"
"It's all just too... pleasant."
"Well yea. Hospitals are meant to help people. They're supposed to be pleasant."
"...You've never had a love one die, have you?"
"...No."
"No one should have to sit and watch the world spin on as if the pe
RapunzelThe way towards the tower covered always by mist, cold, dark, accompanied by hidden whispers and tangled in between the branches of the night trees: an owl taking flight, the tree branches as voracious claws, whiny wolves and beasts… If you passed by sometime, the warm blood that goes through your veins would freeze, the ghosts that you hold inside you, those ones that you have locked up somewhere, would come out to devour you; only the dying yells will stay.Rapunzel2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At the end of the world, there she was, inside, locked up.
The tower hold itself up over the trees, it was lost in between gray clouds and white snow. That turret was i
Dreaming of the Hero...Take me to that secret placeDreaming of the Hero...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that only you know of,
with heroes and magic unknown.
For on your face is written,
a thousand fairy tales, and
songs of mermaids lone.
Your voice rings out, like
the church bells in morning.
Clear and resonant, like
salvation songs in offering.
In your eyes I can catch, a
glimpse of the clear April sky.
They unshackle my soul,
unbound and free to fly.
The blade that you bear,
slays demons of the deep.
Slashing through my darkness,
conquering vices that sleep.
I know you so well, by
the fragrance of your skin;
That lingers on, even in
the absence of your being.
Who are you?
O, where are you
'X' Marks The SpotI am a pirate,'X' Marks The Spot1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
a ghost among the sunken ship
of your treasure trove heart.
Like the last bit of rum in the jug,
I enjoy the way 'fuck' rolls off your tongue,
as if you invented its meaning.
I try to articulate that one syllable,
match your way of speech-
You've never needed to dress your words-
dip them in ink or paint them in poetry
upon the exotic map of my sun-kissed curves.
I have drowned so many times
in the green sea of your eyes
that I am coughing up seaweed
& weak bones.
You tell me not to speak-
that such words sound dirty on my tongue
that my spine is made for beauty
and not for a bounty.
But you, you are a plague
SupernovaSupernova10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You shone bright amongst the darkness
My dying star
Your damaged soul fueling my infatuation.
The memories beneath those eyelids
Burned at your soul
Though you didn't see fit to trust me with them.
With the freezing of your heart
And the flicker of your wrist,
You cast me aside.
Brooding on your own
Plunging us back into the blackest of nights.
But through the darkness
You still saw the moon
A beacon of hope on the bleak horizon.
And as I sat amongst the darkness
Bathed in the lunar eclipse
I realized there was no hope for a dying star.
Mabonthere are dead leavesMabon8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
sprouting from her amber spine,
reaching with child-fingers
to devour the sun.
her skin is freezing,
seeping winter through
november pores.
seeking warmth,
the whiskey tongues
of godless boys
wish to decipher
the atlas of her thighs.
counting the sleepy fireflies
alight in her lungs- there is
wanderlust churning & warming
her frostbitten heartstrings.
swinging pendulum hips,
"I am the tease of autumn flames.
I breathe in mint sunsets,
& gasoline dreams."
Us"Have you ever thought about us?"Us2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Us?"
"Yeah."
"Us as in what?"
"Us as in you and me. What other 'us' is there?"
"There's the us where you're my best friend. Or the us where I have no idea what you mean half the time. There's the us where I doubt if there even is an 'us'. Then there's the us where you drive me crazy. That one's my favorite. In that us, all I want to do is hold you in my arms, and kiss you until you can't think."
A Cyan SightIn front of broken promises and lies,A Cyan Sight2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I choose to look away and close my eyes,
I'm an intruder in my own dreams,
In the end proved to be wrong-all of my beliefs.
In the dark,
I've seen a light,
A bright warm smile,
A cyan sight,
I thought I've found my savior,
But when I tried to take its hand,
It turned into dust,
"-…or was it just out of reach"
In a shadow I've put again my trust?
Falling into hollow,
I've lost my soul,
I got no more a light to follow.
Screaming out my lungs for help,
But there's nobody around to hear,
There's nobody to feel my fear,
Just a cyan sight,
That keeps shining in the dark.
But it's too f
and poetry is our baby.We are old lovers,and poetry is our baby.1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
words and I, finding shelter
through the stroke of pens.
Just a GameJust a Game2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I spent a while
thinking
about what we
could
be
together.
I spent a while
dreaming
about what we
could
perform
together.
I spent a while
wishing
about what we
could
do
together.
I spent a while
back
stepping
when you wanted
to take
a step
forward.
You made me so happy,
I thought it would be different.
You seemed so honest,
I dreamed of what could happen.
You seemed so perfect,
I wish it wasn
Stenciled Smiles on Paper HeartsI don't like to feel this wayStenciled Smiles on Paper Hearts6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
There must be something I can say
Cause I hate just watching you
When I know the pain you're going through
Listen…
You're not alone; I've been where you are
Contemplating where I'll place my next scar
Hiding razor kisses underneath long sleeves
It doesn't make it better; nothing is achieved
Believe me…
All you'll earn are the scars you've got and
The lesson learned is the lesson forgotten
You feel like no one's there, no one cares what you do
Let me put it to you straight: That is never true
I Know…
I was shunned, pushed away many times before
Then I realized it was I who had closed the door
I to
Where the Crows BleedSilhouettes of scarlet whisperWhere the Crows Bleed1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
among the bones..
Forsaken beneath earth and stone, I am
bejeweled in the River's dread
Trees clad in sanguine
salivate in the abyss of sorrow
The perfume of blood seduces the sky
— incantations of the netherworld
Ebon ghosts shimmer in falling ash,
where love decays evermore
I undress in the lust of darkness; my soul
bequeathed to oblivion seeds the wind
with poisoned tongue flickering
Upon banks of obsidian I gaze
haunted in a tempest of necromancy
I render my ache in shadow-fire,
— deep in the dark flow
Behold! The River Acheron!
In the syrup of dreams
crimson fields burn in my e
Sapphire CastlesLavished in celestial streams of rich azure,Sapphire Castles1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
her voice weaves thru star-systems with song
Depthless eyes fabled in mystery furnish worlds,
as conquests of time fold into silence...
She is the mystique of the cosmos — 'elixir immortale,
embalming the wilderness of dreams
O'er a thousand skies captive in the fever of her ocean;
my breath anchors, where a life-time of souls drown
in brushed whispers of candle flame
Kingdoms of passion unveil in ethereal tides,
as the sun traces her finger tips over my skin
Burning in Pleiadian mythology — I reach into vistas
of indigo towards the lips of a Goddess
Unto sapphire castles I s
William,If I am nothing but an actorWilliam,7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
on a stage in this dust town
of rose torn bones and washed up
stars, why is it that the galaxy sculpted
crescent moons in my palms
ache?
astrological.i. On some nights,astrological.6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
street lights guide
this lonely heart
to her lonely bed.
ii. In this universe of twilight skin
& mismatched bones,
I wonder just how many poems sleep
beneath the inkwell of her eyes.
iii. My body is a house of stars,
and her palms are black holes
sucking ( me ) into their vortex of
nothing.
iv. She says, "Please—my moon,
please—give these bones a reason
to stay."
& I am whispering lovelies
into the sanctuary of her heartbeats.
v. "Goddess temple,
sunset eyes, &
my windowpane love-
Let us eat the stars
t
Closed mouthed,I tried to devour myself in my sleep,Closed mouthed,1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
all tight lipped and tongueless—
hours after you left me
with only an unbeating heart
keeping me company.
Callused fingers made me shiver,
but never managed to make me burn.
Instead, they left me feeling cold—
a frostbitten liar with a snake for a tongue.
An unnamed poetic.
I'm dreaming of red skies
and dragons of old—
I'm begging, and I'm begging,
and I'm begging—Please—warm me up.
Set fire to these bones—
Give me a real reason to scream.
Because, there rests an old poet
in the farthest reaches of my soul
and she longs to fight this fire with flames.
[
If We Would Only LoveIf We Would Only Love As HE Wants Us ToIf We Would Only Love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our Spirits Would Soar Our Souls Renew
Then Mankind Would See A Better Life
Void Of Evil Greed And Strife
The World Would Be A Beautiful Place To Live
If We Would Only Learn To Give
Instead We Take And Desire Of Things
Not Blessed By HIM Who Love Did Bring
HE Came And Said My Brother Man
Accept This Gift From The Golden Lamb
Some Did Listen To The Words HE Said
Others Did Laugh And Turned Their Head
As They Nailed HIM To A Cross Of Wood
Still HE Blessed Them As Only HE Could
The Years Have Passed Since That Holy Day
When HE Walked The Earth Taking Sin Away
If We Would Only Love As HE Wan
The River Acheron(a movement of blood - destiny)The River Acheron1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is a place where life ends and love begins..
It is the river where lovers meet
~ A river forged in deepest scarlet.
Lost in the silence of blackened candles,
clad in silhouettes of poison — I seek love
In the song of a ravaged dawn I hath drowned
Deep in the flesh of the underworld I bathe in
the nectar of requiem
O' father, caress my untamed wounds with
your dread, lest I wander among angels
Dark'n dreary the river's sorrow, as shadows
spill from mine eyes unto gardens of ebony
— where my ache forever sails in portraits
of scarlet & decayed dreams
Dearest love,
Un
Counting Sheep1, 2, 3, 4Counting Sheep9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Counting white balls of fluff
in a large area covered in spring green and dots of pink and yellow
going over the fence
What a boring fence...
maybe if it had barbed wire
and it was painted bright purple!
23, 24, 25, 26
They're still going
over the pointy purple fence
their wool moving slightly in the breeze
This breeze does nothing
how about some strong wind
yeah and...rain
maybe lightning and thunder too
39, 40, 41, 42
I'm surprised the little creatures haven't blown away yet
soaked fur and still jumping
sheep really don't belong out in the rain
So to put them out of their misery
they can be giant frogs
giant
Her eyes scream fill in the _____.They saidHer eyes scream fill in the _____.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
she has starving
little poet fingers,
& lungs-
filled with
the heroic hearts
of nameless protagonists.
But, she cries
tears of Saturn
on too-little-sleep nights,
& coffee ringed mornings.
They call her vanilla.
Innocence,
much too ripe to fall
with freckles on her
wander(lust)
shoulder-blades
singing connect-the-dot
blues.
FeverI like pretending I mean something to the ghostsFever9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
who wreak havoc on my bones-
impaling these masochistic butterfly wings
on railroad spikes
between heartbeats and bedsheets,
immortalized.
I got a heart in New Orleans,
palms engraving names like
Juliet, Alexandria, & Christine
on the seats of greyhound buses.
& I'm offering up 102 degrees of skin to a godless moon
as I breathe in her night scent.
Sta.sh
