where god is a butcherwhere god is a butcher6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there is a slaughterhouse
where the hungry men reincarnate
as bulls. a cleaver spattered in red
teases: chase me, chase me now,
caresses a thigh, then thrusts
its tongue like a knife.
he hangs in wet pieces.
the street salivates with rain,
swallows the leaves
that once lined the way.
a boy eyes his flank,
an old man trades silver
for his feet, a girl enters
and passes him by.
if he had lips
or life, he would beg,
daughter, it is i!
but she chews the fat
with the cashier: a new child,
weather, supper plans after
mass for her widowed mother.
she wraps him in the morning
paper, tucks him in her bag.
the butcher tears his apron
as the clouds gnash above.
she rubs salt against his flesh,
kneads wine into his back, stiff
and splayed on a wooden rack.
slipped into warm jaws,
he finally softens:
contented to be
the last meal.
tomorrow, a lamb will be born
HaikuHaiku10 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
A broken heart beats
Like an echo of the dead
A memory gone
Baka no HaikuBaka no Haiku8 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Baka no Haiku or The Complete Moron's Guide to Haiku
I have all these . . . thoughts.
Deep thoughts, you know what I mean?
Chicken . . . or the egg . . .
-Break Down-Take a look beyond my surface,-Break Down-6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Beyond my pretty clothes and my done up hair,
Beyond my gleaming eyes and cheerful smile.
Take a look deep inside of me
And tell me what you see.
Do you see a soul slowly turning dark in color?
Dying and decaying, becoming a black void.
Look at my heart,
See how it's barely staying together?
Trace all the cracks that seep to the core.
One more blow and surely it will shatter.
Linger a second inside of me,
Feel the desperation and my all consuming loneliness.
Feel the tension that has built up inside of me,
Everything is waiting for me to break.
Can you see the flickering light?
That is all the hope I have left
That someone will come and save me.
Will you save me?
Will you take the time to look beyond the surface
And notice how I'm slowly disappearing?
haikui looked at your eyeshaiku9 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
and despite my many doubts
i smiled at your hate
with your head down low
you stand on the street corners
and sell your own soul
every day, night
i think of nothing but you
and of your darkness
i became the beast
and did what i never would:
what you did to me
we used to be so...
until you made the choice to...
until you said that...
Another HaikuSo beautifulAnother Haiku8 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Yet so hurt
An angelic gaze
With a broken heart
Sounds Of Silence - HaikuAshamed of myselfSounds Of Silence - Haiku9 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Punished by sounds of silence
I sit here alone
Spiritomb ReportSpiritomb (the Forbidden Pokémon) is an exceptionally rare Ghost/Dark-type Pokémon found among ancient ruins within the Sinnoh region. Mischievous to the extreme and wicked beyond comprehension, Spiritomb are fascinating creatures that can certainly take a considerable amount of punishment despite the fact they have little in the way of a physical form. They might not be able to do a whole lot of damage or move very fast, but when it comes to taking the brunt of an offensive assault, there are few creatures as resilient and sturdy as these monsters…then again, you’re facing over a hundred opponents at once, so it really isn’t a fair battle to begin with!Spiritomb Report5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
In most cases, Ghost-type Pokémon are comprised of either individual spirits or small congregations of spirits that are simply fused together. If the legends of the Sinnoh region are to be taken as historical fact, then Spiritomb represent the extreme of this feature in that they are made from the fusio
Death HaikuIt's ironic, cuzDeath Haiku7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Death is living, its alive
In our heart and mind.
Haiku 2Fear crawls down your spineHaiku 27 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Dead men's bones call out your name
Hell has come for you
Starry NightBrush strokes caress the pageStarry Night2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Whispering soothing words to her.
Our young artist looks up to the sky
As he translates it to the paper.
The stars swirl and dance for him
And the buildings sway with them.
The twinkling of the stars descend
Precious words to him.
The wind blows strong upon the hill,
Dancing with the trees.
The artist records all that he hears
Along with what he sees.
He looks at it, his masterpiece,
Keeps it against his will
The stars are confident in him
And the night will not be still.
At the time his art is seen as trash,
But the night can see beyond.
One day his paintings will be known.
Of him, art will be fond.
Sorry.I'm sorry for the things I do,Sorry.10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sorry for the things I say.
Sorry that I talked to you,
sorry that I'm this way.
I'm sorry that I trusted you,
and sorry that I lied.
Sorry that I laughed at you,
sorry that I cried.
I'm sorry that I hated you,
I'm sorry I loved you too,
I'm sorry that you broke my heart,
and that it still belongs to you.
KillersDo killers dream of oceans -Killers3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tucked deep in a cocoon,
spooning their wives
nestled deep in the soft chaos
of their arms?
Do they walk their children
to school, coats neatly
buttoned against strangers,
and take their tiny hands
like wounded birds
in their own,
counting red cars
and clutching bouquets of
daisies for the teacher?
Can they cook chicken soup
like their grandmothers did -
fistfuls of parsley and thyme
to soothe the iron pot,
stirring carrots and potatoes
with the first shift
of autumn's silver maple?
Do they make sandcastles
and leave their footprints
in the middle of July
and count the starfish
that nudge and wink in
the tidepools, their mottled
fingers pointing east?
Or have they only debris -
a life skewed and stretched
beyond human and the
sudden drop of pressure,
a lost companion,
dreading what wells up
from the surface and
sucks them underneath?
Little Gods and Radio PersonalitiesFearful little gods sleep fitfullyLittle Gods and Radio Personalities4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Monkey brained, reptilian cold
Commanding armies of propagandists
They with black belts in bullshit
Their nightmares emerge
Swimming through mythic seas
Born of human mothers and light
Critical thought, the nemesis of monsters
Misogynistic haters will devour each other
In their quest to control and suppress
These posers, these faux religious leaders
Are truly as sick as their secrets
Metagross ReportMetagross (the Iron Leg Pokémon) is an exceptionally rare Steel/Psychic-type Pokémon found among mountainous terrain and forested areas within the Unova region as well as the Sinnoh region on rare occasions. Immensely powerful and utterly devastating on the battlefield, Metagross are physical nightmares capable of reducing most other opponents to dust with their tremendous power and monstrous Meteor Mash attack. If you're unlucky enough to have to fight one of these beasts, make sure that you bring the best special attacks you can muster; if you try to attack with any sort of physical attacks, the only thing you'll get for your efforts is a star-studded punch guaranteed to sending you flying to the stars!Metagross Report5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Much as Metang are made from two Beldum, Metagross are made when either a single Metang obtains enough energy to replicate itself and fuse the copies or when two Metang manually fuse together. This grants Metagross a total of four individual brains linked together by synchro
HaikuLife's a CatalystHaiku11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm a Chameleon
Dear You...Dear Little River, wash me away.Dear You...2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Take away the debts that I have to pay.
Cleanse my soul with your gentle water.
Cool me off when the drama gets hotter.
Dear Mister Sun, dry up my tears.
Shine your light and chase away my fears.
Warm up my heart when I am cold-hearted.
Keep my skies sunny even when I've departed.
Dear Old Friend, don't break, just bend.
I know there'll be trouble, but don't let us end.
The sun will help guide us and the river will nourish us,
And then our part will be simply to trust.
Tyranitar ReportTyranitar (the Armor Pokémon) is an exceptionally rare Rock/Dark-type Pokémon found among caverns and mountainous terrain within the Johto, Unova and Kalos regions as well as parts of the Sevii Islands and the Sinnoh region on rare occasions. Utterly devastating in battle and more powerful than most trainers can actually handle, Tyranitar are monstrous creatures that will give little thought to destroying anything that gets in their way, even if it may be an entire mountain. Unless you have a tremendous type advantage against these beasts, you might as well give up the battle before it gets underway, as these creatures will show no care whatsoever towards the safety of others as they rip apart you Pokémon and everything else they feel like crushing!Tyranitar Report5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Once the organism inside of Pupitar finally reaches the point of physical maturity, the shell covering its body bursts apart as the adult Tyranitar body expands to its full size. In their adult form, Tyranitar possess tremend
The Lone WolfThe Lone wolfThe Lone Wolf9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He bounds through the forest
Searching for companionship
Moonlight glinting in his eyes
Howling with the anger in his heart
A lone vagabond
Wandering the world alone
Glaring at the hateful stars
Howling at the laughing moon
Stops and listens
The souls of those past
Join him in his search
Forever guiding him
Never leaving his side
Haiku 1Darkness reigned todayHaiku 17 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Yet the light inside my soul
Will never grow dim
Secrets Are Best Hidden (read description) David liked secrets. Not necessarily gossip, but just things that he wouldn't have known about people or just secrets in general. Any secret did him well; secret passages, secret places in games... you name it, he'll like it. Though, there was one secret that he knew and wanted; a book that his sister kept in her room. He wasn't so sure if it was a diary or something else, but he saw it with her a couple of times. He wanted to sneak into her room and get it, but he was afraid of getting caught and facing such consequences from his sister and parents. He will get the book, eventually.Secrets Are Best Hidden (read description)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His sister had a performance at school and her parents were going to go watch her. However, they gave David a choice of whether or not if he wanted to go.
His mom called from downstairs, "David, are you going to come with us to watch your sister's show?"
He opened his mouth, about to automatically blurt out 'yes', but then he thought, "This would be an exc
Human MarionetteHuman Marionette5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With all the strings attached
With you jerking the wires
Making all of us dance,
I don't want to be your puppet
I don't want to be your slave
You issue our your orders
You expect us to obey
But i will resist
I will refuse with all my heart
I have nothing to lose
I will resist
I will refuse
I know who you are
I even know your name
you're the devil and you bring me down
I'm getting sick of this game
I will cut these ropes
that keep you in command
where will now stand
or will you now fall
now that you're out of control?
Words I Could Never SayI can write the thingsWords I Could Never Say6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I could never say
The words I would never dare to speak
Of your eternal beauty
And the greatness you inspire in me
Yet there never seems a time to say
Just how lovely you are
When I look in your eyes
My courage breaks
And the words just fade away
Onto the paper
Words I could never say