liquor store woman.liquor store woman9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Under houston summer heat, she wavered
like asphalt (as if she weren't there
at all); in ralston's parking lot, the smoked-down Newports
and malt liquor bottles were hers as we
scorched our feet jumping rope and
the girls sang "miss mary mack" til we
fell on our faces.
Next to the graffiti wall, she slid in
Her cart and her dead, empty face
took cover from the sun while we recklessly
burned through our childhoods.
hatehate11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hatred in your eyes
Hatred in your heart
Hatred consumes everything you are
Why do you hate me?
What have I done?
I'm sure I didn't mean to cause you harm.
I beg for your forgiveness
Yet I'm not sure that I'm worthy of it.
If I hurt you I deserve this burden of regret
I should burn in hell
Live or die with pain.
I cant help but notice
Your life has become pitiless
With all the hate you carry buried deep in
All for me
that's all I can say and truly mean
Yet the Hatred in your eyes and the
Hatred in your heart
will consumes everything you are.
It has begun .
Chronoscape, Chapter OneChronoscape, Chapter One9 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Can a line of events be traced to its origins, only to connect with its end?
Sept 17, 14:15
Apex clouds converged around the azure mountain of ice. The polar ocean rumbled, somewhere beneath, grappling into the iceberg, gnawing away at its foundations.
Grim, fluttering celestial arc released a blinding sphere of light has from the cloudy grasp. Scorching beams of sunlight smashed into the iceberg with relentless fury and the iceberg screeched in fear of their attack as glittering veins of cobalt and silver pulsated upon its surface. The temperature was rising, as the iceberg drifted south, pushed forward by the slashing wind. The iceberg fought against the warm currents till its last breath, but all was hopeless. An unyielding crack started to crawl across its surface, explosions of cold mist whooshing as the iceberg crumbled, expiring away; connecting with the clouds and the ocean.
Oct 4th, 9:12
A tiny, conical drop of water spiraled through the gray and blue mush of fog tha
Boris the ManskinnerBoris the ManskinnerBoris the Manskinner10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When you skin a man you'll find
he peels like ripening fruit.
He will scream when he has nothing
to confess; pay no mind
when you hear him. If
he speaks, his words
do not equal our words.
The ineffable skinning is key.
The cryptography of silence
urges care in the carving. Between
the shoulder blades
and the base of the skull
lies an area of exquisite tenderness.
Here, the skin is a folding
map stretching across the back
each curve a lesson
in the nature of geodesics.
Lay the skull bare.
The face, perhaps now horrific,
is a primal glyph of the
inquisitive nature of man.
"no" or "why" will rise like
the water table in a storm.
The fruit is then ripe,
and a dream reader is called
to decrypt the contours
of the skull. What life was lost
will reveal itself.
I, Boris, can help you.
In Russia it was severe and cold
during the war.
You broke meYou broke me6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How could you break me
I thought you loved me,
you only caused me pain.
Broken in pieces,
smashed because of you.
You have no idea
what you put me through.
I would do anything to have you back,
But, I know now you're gone.
You left me standing here.
Now I'm all alone.
I can't breathe,
You said you'd always be there.
You lied to me,
I thought you cared.
How could you lie!
You were everything to me!
You crushed me into pieces,
But, I was too in love to see.
Now I'm tainted,
And I don't know what to do.
I can't feel anything for anyone,
Other then you.
why do I feel like thiswhy do I feel like this when your so.. far away.why do I feel like this5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So alone and empty it's not easy to say. I wish I
can feel your presence and your warm so close
but yet so far away not able to reach it in time before
it's gone and goes away. I need you to accept me the
way I am and that all I need you to say. To say that you
want me no matter what they say.
Not His For The Taking...He held her in her arms and wouldnt let her go,Not His For The Taking...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She understood him she cared for him like no one else did.
She felt care and a love that made her listen to him and help him
He wanted her he wanted to hold her and tell her how much he loved her,
But she couldnt let things happen she already had a lover
His heart hurt deeply knowing he couldnt have her
He didnt know what to do lost in his own mind he was being tortured.
She wanted to make him happy, to make him smile
But it seemed as if she only made him hurt more and more each day
She was lost, confused uncertain in what to do.
Her heart belonged to someone else and he would always cry at the thought,
He cringed in pain it was just too much for him to take
She promised she would always be there though
She would be his box of confessions,
The little life in his heart always keeping him up
He half smiled at t
life isn't fairlife isn't fair11 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Sometimes I feel
As though I'm dead
I can't do anything
I've reached an end
People hate me
No matter what I do
I don't want to live
My life is crud
Try being me
See how long you last
Think it's easy?
Kiss my ass
Course it's not
Don't be dumb
My life is sad
Never any fun
So leave me here
To rot and die
Happiness is hard to find
It can't be bought
Let me die in peace
No one to care
I don't want to live
Life isn't fair.
Let GoI want you to let go of me, for you to never think of me again. I'm not worth the time or effort, and you are worth too much to waste either.Let Go6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
So don't wait for me, don't ask me to come back, and don't think about it.
I'm already gone.
What I Feel For HerI couldnt help but fall for herWhat I Feel For Her5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I let my stupid heart feel again
It fills me up with such sadness such anger
Cause she says she loves me but we can only be friends
At first I refused to let her go
I dont care if shes with another
I dont care if her answer right now is a no
Im sure it wont be a no forever
Shes really beautiful
I cant believe Ive actually met her
Holding her Im sure would be wonderful
I really wish that we could be together
Shes so far away
But so close to my heart
I sometimes cant stand not hearing from her every day
But every time it only seems like our friendship is falling apart
Should I stop going after her?...
I dont know what to do
Isnt there a chance that one day we can be together?...
I love her I really do
young summerI never want to grow older, no-young summer6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I want to drive until the horizon falls into the ocean,
I want to dance away everything that ever hurt,
I want to fall in love againandagainandagain.
Theres a sort of comfort that rakes across my scalp when the wind blows, and I never want to forget.
I never want to fall asleep, unless
It means waking up at the beginning of a new day every single time I open my eyes.
I want to walk in the rain with soaking shoes,
I want to sing while splashing in all the puddles,
I want to ride this rollercoaster until the city lights go dark.
Because this ride isnt over yet, baby, so throw your hands up and scream.
I never want to be another face in the crowd,
Not when I could be a star or a flashbulb or a fire.
I want to laugh until it hurts without feeling silly,
I want to soak in the starlight on the rooftops,
I want to be so alight with life that it spills over my lashes and runs down my cheeks and I cant stop smiling.
Loving YouI never thought that I could feel something like this towards anyone before,Loving You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You have my heart and I have everything that I could ever ask for.
All I need is to look into your eyes,
Know for sure that our love will pass the skies.
God how I miss you,
How I need you how I love you
I dont want to be away from you a second longer,
I want to hold you kiss you with you I feel stronger.
Ive shed so many tears for you,
But I share much more smiles that show our love is true.
Weve both been hurt and hit with words,
But we both know that at the end our love can go through the worst.
Every time youre in front of me,
My heart goes ahead and skips a beat.
Imagining you isnt enough,
When youre far away I try to hold the tears, try to be tough
Even dreaming about you doesnt work,
In the darkness of my room I slowly lurk.
I need to feel your skin,
Look into your eyes and feel this love from within.
God how youre
Dandelion and RoseDandelion and Rose11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dandelion and Rose
Dandelion grew up fast,
simple yet quite deep,
knowing only that he was out of place
in the field of flowers.
Rose was the best of many,
part of the whole,
knowing only what she was supposed to
in the land of beauty.
perhaps it was luck,
perhaps it was fate
that brought them together-
meanings are lost on the weak
a gorgeous rose.
a meager dandelion.
when they grew together,
precariously dangling over the soft dirt,
they knew nothing but of each other.
rocking in the breeze,
Rose gave Dandelion life,
and Dandelion support to Rose.
they knew nothing of the weather
or whether they even cared;
nothing of the field,
just only that they dared
a beautiful rose.
a worthless dandelion.
it was Rose who first noticed the wind
when it came,
from where she could not tell.
Dandelion failed to observe the gusts,
and slowly Dandelion fell.
with time Rose began to see
the weed within her thorns.
Dandelion knew nothing of the sort.
ImpossibleImpossible7 years ago in Open More Like This
Explain color to a blind man, love to a child,
Ignorance to Eve and evil to angels.
Explain why birds fly freely,
To the imprisoned.
Explain sound in letters;
Music in essays.
Promise to YouI will be the sun in your skyPromise to You10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And I will be the one by your side
I will always be there to get you through
I will be the one who loves you
And I will be the one who comes through
I will always be here for you
Time has flown by
Leaving scars on your life
But know that there is one thing
You can always count on
Being there for your every need
Just call out to me
I will come running
I will vanquish your nightmares
Banish your fears
Heal your sorrows
And carry for you
All of your tears
Honestly I dont mind
For you I would give my life
I promise you
I will share all the good times
Help with the bad times
Shelter you from the rain
This is my promise to you
I will fight of your worries
Take all of your pain
And hide it away
Nothing will hurt you
As long as I am here
And always I will stay
I will be your helping hand
And I will be there to help you stand
I will always be there to get you through
I will be the beat of your songs
I will be there to keep you strong
I will always be here for you
CensoredCensored10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Boy hops, skips, tromps inside,
dirt-water dripping into a sentence
on the linoleum forum beneath:
"The mud is especially good today."
strikes the statement from the record,
appeal to Mop v. Glo denied.
The dissident is thrown into prison (porcelain)
and Mother ensures freedom of speech
is revoked, even behind the ears.
Broken and empty heartBroken and empty heart11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart is broken.
rusted, like old hinges,
from a door never opened.
and dull like and old sword,
that's seen too many battles.
my heart has grown cold,
from lack of fire burning within.
it has grown a shade too dark,
becuase it has never seen the light.
The light of love and compassion,
the fires of longing and hope.
they cannot be found in my heart,
for they never graced it halls.
Broken, shattered, and torn apart.
Not from war waged by love-
oh how that pain doesn't hold a
candle to the greif and angst I feel.
But from the lack of its glorious
and shining presance inside.
From the absence of compassion,
it is filled with dark and woeful longing
for even a breif moment of solace.
Fulfillment through DepravityFulfillment through Depravity11 years ago in Horror More Like This
They call me crazy. I beg to differ. I'm sentenced to die only for their lack of understanding. So, here I sit day after day in this cold, lonely, dark jail-cell. Fed once daily, I'm slowly thinning away, still filled with the lust of my chosen delicacy and the hatred that was bred upon me. I don't know how long I've been here or how long I'll stay. No windows to the outside world are present to accompany me, only one diminutive hole near the top of the door shining in a small beam of light through from the prison corridor. I've grown somewhat accustomed to this new lifestyle of mine however bleak it may be in comparison to the stirring existence of my past.
I was born on August 13, 1974, putting me now at slightly over fifty years old. My mother unfortunately died during labor, leaving my single father to raise me alone. My unstable father was traumatized b
you're so far away.you're so far away.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Youre so far away but so real my dear
I go to sleep to dream and to see you clearly
To quiet my mind and to know that you love me
And in the morning I wake
To the sound of your voice on the phone
But I had just spent the night alone
So for days and days its something repeating
Most of the time Im okay, I swear
Even though my hearts weeping
Especially during those times that are creeping
Around the corner, theyre misleading
I have to stay strong, its unbearably tough
After so many weeks Ive about had enough
But boy its so worth it when we finally touch
I look into your eyes, theyre so green
Who am I kidding, youre only on the screen
This long distance thing is harder than it seems
I scream, I sigh, and I cry
Though I know youre mine, all mine
Its about time you understood these lines
More than words, theyre my thoughts
Bleeding from inside
I cant hide them no more
Wont you come walking through my d
Child of WarChild of War10 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
This is not a tale of tragedy or a lamentation, nor is it a glorification of war or peace, or an accusation of criminal nations who encouraged this war. It is simply a diary -- my life as a child of war, both frightening and exciting, where life was suspended but life went on anyway. A life neither happier nor sadder than that of any other child on the planet, but more unusual perhaps, and sometimes astonishing in how normal it all was to me. Which is why I like to share this piece of writing: I feel it is a unique perspective on this kind of event, as I have strived to keep it void of post-rationalisation and political context to keep it, as purely as possible, an insight into how this was experienced by a kid's mind, and for that I put myself back into my mindset of the time to write it. This shows in the "voice".
I was born in Beirut on September 11th, 1979, in the basement/shelter of the clinic where my mother had gone to give birth. We immediately left for Mu