Autumn ReverieFalling leaves broke a rhymeAutumn Reverie4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Creating the new song of life
A storm is growing far away
And I'm still here but must leave
The last train is leaving now
Fades beyond the crystal lake
And my heart just goes with it
Leaves just keep falling.
The sound of this train reels inside
Bringing back memories of
Somehow I knew I'll end up as this
In this place I loved so much
That feels empty now, without anyone
A reminder of innocent youth.
Somewhere, beneath the waves
Maybe I'll find the peace
That I've always refused
I dream of you. I remember us.
Years passed me by, people came and left
Some taking parts of me somewhere
But in this night, oh, I still love
And maybe you'll whisper someday
"Come, hold me, love me"
And I will surely come.
Tears of autumn stain this old skin
And heal the wounds of time
I think of all of you
And I take faltering steps
In the rain.
PortelanPorţelanPortelan3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ziua se sparge-ncet în roşu aprins
într-un amurg lăsat greu pe asfaltul încins.
Adieri uscate de văpăi îmi mângâie fruntea
şuierând apatic printre firele de păr ars
şi eu continui să merg printre străini
de-a lungul cultivării întregului meu nonsens.
Şi te simt aproape de mine,
plimbându-ţi mâna printre paginile albe
ascultând şi înţelegând e viaţa mea.
Te văd, dar inima-mi rămâne rece
amorţită pe un pat de sticlă
şi totuşi ceva în ea geme, urlă înecat
rezonând în interiorul unui vis sufocat.
Dar tu mă strângi în braţe, te simt aproape
însă inima mea, porţelan rece, se frânge-n noapte,
tăcută şi fără dureri.
Şi tu mă strângi în continuare în braţe
NimicÎntr-un vis al fericirii supreme, am crezutNimic3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
că pot îmbrățișa lumea-n întregu-i cuprins.
...dar visul a ars, s-a stins, și-a rămas doar cenușă;
din fericire, o amintire, în griuri fade.
Nu mai e nimic, doar o tăcere moartă-
un gol căscat în cea din urmă noapte.
Și-n acest nimic, e prea mult... prea mult... prea mult...
Nimic nu mai cred, nimic nu mai simt
acum, când iarna pare-a cădea duminică.
Larg deschise, brațele fricii făr nume mă cuprind
și acum, întretăiată în nimicuri gri, domnește-absolută.
Tu iubește-mă așa cum sunt – doar pământ.
X-mas storyFulgii de zăpadă cădeau încet spre pământ în acea noapte de 24 decembrie. Orașul de câmpie se trezise la viață, iar pe sub luminile multicolore se perindau oameni încărcați cu fel și fel de pachete, lovindu-se de cei ce se plimbau agale pe sub ninsoarea blândă. Din difuzoarele montate în centru, răzbătea muzica de sezon, distorsionată din cauza volumului dat prea tare.X-mas story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
El se plimba liniștit printre oamenii grăbiți, iar fulgii i se prindeau în părul lung și negru, topindu-se apoi. Cufundat în gânduri, părea a nu lua seamă la forfota din jurul său. De după o mașină, niște adolescenți au încercat să-i cânte un colind, oprindu-l din drumul său spre nicăieri. El trecu printre ei, împingându-i, ținând strâns pumnul în buzunarul cu portofelul, după ce simțise cum e căutat în buzunarul drept de bani. Grupul se luă dup
.:The Chink In The Armor~ GaaraXReader:. Chapter 1.:The Chink In The Armor~ GaaraXReader:. Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You never quite understood why no one ever talked to the little red haired boy and every time he tired to start a friendly conversation they would run away screaming. The little boy with the beautiful eyes who just needed a friend, someone to love him.
"Hey [Y/N]-Chan you wanna play ball with us?" you looked up from the petals of your flower and gave a half hearted smile.
"Yeah I'll play with you guys what are the rules?" the three other kids grinned.
"You see that boy over there the one with ratty teddy?" your eyes narrowed but you nodded none the less. "Well the game is called monster mash you gotta take the ball and hit it over the head and run for your life the one that ides loses! Sounds fun right?" you scowled and shook your head.
"No it doesn't but it does sound mean and stupid!"You crossed your arms over your chest and tried to look as intimidating as a five year old could. There was a moment of silence and the kids gapped at you before laughing,
Bearer's ElegyThere's a pale sun hanging in the skyBearer's Elegy5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A bitter frost and a tear in my eye
Desolated lands, forsaken so long ago
When the ancient mines fell into decay
Lands somewhere far away from home
The blizzard's so cold, it pierces the soul
The ring leads and the brotherhood follows
Through this dark land we march
With no hope in our heart
To a wasteland of ash
Of death and dark fear.
Ghostly riders rise, casting shadows of fear
Haunting lands from the River to the Sea
Scouring for that greatest One
Deafening shrieks pierced the light
Daunting even the strongest hearts
And light itself fades in their wake
We dream of our lands somewhere far away
Our beloved homelands now threatened by this evil
Aiming to make us all his slaves!
The Nazguls rise bringing terror
The fear's too strong, it pierces our soul
A glimmer of hope leads and we follow
Through this dark land we march
With no hope in our heart
To a wasteland of ash
Of death and dark fear.
Day and night I bear the One from ancient ti
VapaieZorii cad grei pe câmpiile pustiiVapaie3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sumbre prevestiri ale pieirii ce va fi
Din depărtate orizonturi, cuprins de roşu aprins
se ridică un soare aprig totul pare-nvins.
Aruncă umbrele ciulinilor şi spinilor
într-un aparent, violent infinit, dar
devin tot mai mici, mai firave.
Cuprinse de-un dans nebun, un vals macabru
dispar încet, pier în crăpăturile solului.
Soarele arde din mijloc de cer deschis.
Între crengi ce spintecă răni în carne
tăiat de ciulini, ars de soare
simte chemarea vidului cosmic, îngheţat etern
o chemare a uitării finale, dar şi a eliberării.
E o moarte mocnită în aerul greu de praf
în crengile spinoase, în ploile de cenuşă,
un înec lent în grele râuri de plumb
o sufocare în adierile dureroase de vânt fierbinte.
Stropi de sânge cad, ridicând praf în aer
ca o iluzie amară a un
Eroica 2012Umbre lungi cad pe mormintele-ngusteEroica 20123 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pline de crăpături, umplute de iederă
ale celor ce-au murit crezând în mai bine
pentru tine și pentru mine.
Huliți au fost, în vremea lor
huliți sunt azi, în vremea celor fără rost...
Iar eroii n-au fost nici băsiști
nici pepedediști, uslinoși, arediști
nici peneliști, nici pedeliști, nici anarhiști.
Eroii au fost, simplu, patrioți.
Patrioți nu doar pe 1 și 21 decembrie,
patrioți și când asta a durut cel mai tare.
Au rămas patrioți și când au murit
ca tu să ai traiul pe care l-ai dorit.
Și e vreme de când nu le-ai vizitat mormintele
e vreme de când nu ți-a mai păsat de ei
e vreme de când te-ai ridicat pe tine
lăudându-i cu voci de ceară pe ei.
De ce ți-ar păsa?
De ce să-ți pese, când abia ești român
pe 1 Decembrie?
Să-ți fie vorbele aurite mormânt închis,
stins amar î
The Mask Of The OceanFar beyond the mountain's shadeThe Mask Of The Ocean3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Below a tantrum of the skies
You gazed upon a yellow moon
You soared above the lake
Praying at a shooting star
Whispers sounding in the night
Your screams fade in the dark of days
You raged just like the sea
These waters tell the story of your life
You're drowning in disguise
And as your tears are blending with the rain
You waited for a sun that never came
Whilst you're wrapped within your satin lies
You look away and pray you never tried
This silence keeps the story in your eyes
You're drowning in disguise
The HourglassThe passage of timeThe Hourglass3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Drains slowly in the hourglass
Did you feel the emptiness?
As you turned upon the storm
An ethereal burden, in celestial spheres
Did you hear but a siren?
As you went forth bereaved
Voice of an angel, heart of a martyr
A lucid dream of memories
Surfaced in still water
A commemorative oasis
A mirage of recreation
"I shall go now, in shifting sands
To feel thou embrace evermore
I shall remember thy always
When I stare right through the glass."
She Was With the StarsThe amber girlShe Was With the Stars2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
was preserved perfectly
and her silky hair and porcelain skin
gleamed like a doll's
But the scientists weren't able to keep
her soul burning
because though she was in the
glass case filled with chemicals and fluids
and they were desperately trying to pump
oxygen into her lungs,
her mind was still up in space
with the stars
So the sun was extinguished
despite the cries and mournful screams
because they had
and the many who looked up
at her light and glory
slowly began to rot away
And so not a single thing was solved
My Nutty Old Aunt Norah!My nutty old Aunt Norah, once knitted me a hat,My Nutty Old Aunt Norah!1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It would have fitted perfectly, had my head been large and flat.
It should have hid my ‘outy’ ears, that Auntie did detest,
But they broke free, almost with glee, and travelled east and west
My nutty old Aunt Norah, once knitted me a jumper:
Three-sleeved and adorned with, a rather drop-stitched ‘Thumper’.
She knew I hated rabbits and thought it was a laugh,
To Disney-decorate this knit and make me look quite daft.
My nutty old Aunt Norah, once knitted me a coat,
Instead of using wool this time, she used hair from a goat.
And every time I wore it, people said I stank,
I felt the shame, but took the blame, tho' Auntie was to thank.
My nutty old Aunt Norah, once knitted me some pants,
And prior to presenting them, smeared them with jam and ants,
I wore them once to show her – did not want to offend,
And fixed a smile, but for a while, ants filed up my rear end!
My nutty old Aunt Norah, once knitted me a shroud!
You Left me in the FallAn evening lengthened, drew in darker, at beginning of the Fall,You Left me in the Fall1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Leaves were sodden; heart felt trodden; saw your suitcase in the hall.
You pushed past me, grabbed the suitcase, and opened up the door.
The cold wind blew, I shivered, standing barefoot on the floor.
Your look was icy, like the floor tiles, it seeped down to my toes,
I was naked, I was weeping; I implored you not to go.
You looked through me, through the door, which led into the night,
Said you wished that I’d said ‘Sorry’ in a way that was less trite.
I heard Autumn’s golden whispers floating through the open door,
They tumbled, as I crumpled, then your voice came as a roar.
And your words fell on my nakedness, as I trembled in the hall,
But you cast your eyes away and would not look at me at all.
My redundant words flew after you, as you then walked away,
My voice muffled in some piles of leaves, urging you to stay,
You kicked aside the leaves and words. Was I heard at all?
As you strode away, n
A Cottage by a Steam Train Track.It was one of those balmy, summer days where everything was still and beautiful, as if painted – and one would dare not breathe lest the perfection was spoiled. The only place that moved was beyond the windows of the train where Henry sat; it flickered by like an old film, yet the sepia tones were replaced with a vivid blur of colour. A pity Henry could not appreciate the scenery as he had nodded off.A Cottage by a Steam Train Track.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
At the end of the line the train stopped and Henry woke up. He could see clouds of steam billowing from the front engine. He looked at his watch – five hours had passed and yet the journey should have taken less than an hour. Steam trains were slower, he supposed and was amazed that this one was still running. Still retro was everywhere now.
He stepped from the carriage and was instantly wrapped in the stillness that had persisted since sunrise. Tall weeds grew at the side of the line and on the platform itself, rising from cracks, as if to all
L'OMBRE X - SHADOW XL'ombre XL'OMBRE X - SHADOW X4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reflets du soir sur l'eau salée
Les vagues avalent ton absence
Evening's reflections on salty water
Waves swallowing your absence
Frantz, 23 january 2012
Cpt. Obvious walks into a barHe drinks.Cpt. Obvious walks into a bar6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
CravingsCravings5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Every time you hold me, even in a small way,
It becomes all I want to feel,
Everything I want to last,
And the only thing in this world I don't want to end.
Sometimes I wonder if you could feel it too..
The way I try to wrap you in my arms,
The way I'm torn between the feelings of wanting more,
And the fear of losing myself in your warmth.
It's like the warmth in your voice when you speak to me,
The warmth in your eyes when you see me smile.
It's like a sense of love I crave to no end,
And something that always makes me hungry for more.
Mother EarthMother Earth, I am your Daughter.Mother Earth7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Teach me your lessons to my willing self
Garb me in your velvet mantle of green
To see growth in all things
To bring forth fertile beauty
Mother Earth, I am your Daughter.
Teach me to find peace in your stillness,
Teach me to push my roots deep,
And my branches up to the skies
Teach me patience,
that in order to see the bloom,
The rose must first bud.
Mother Earth, I am your Daughter.....
And when I am weary of life,....
I shall join your endless cycle within the web of life....
And rest in your green womb.