mordre le tempsIl est temps de...mordre le temps6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Mordre le temps,
Mordre la vie à pleine dent,
De casser le sablier,
Pour un à un ingurgiter,
Tout ces grains de sable scintillant...
Il est temps de...
Mordre la poussière,
Mordre la pierre,
De casser l'anneau,
Pour un à un récupérer,
Les mille et un carats de ce diamant...
Il est temps de...
Mordre mon adversaire,
Mordre la terre entière,
De casser mon image,
Pour un à un savourer,
Les joies amère de ce carnage sanglant...
Il est temps d'être une étoile
Il est temps de léver le voile
Il est temps d'être moi-même...
Puppet MasterMy sin, it brings me down againPuppet Master8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My life, so full of pain and strife
My love, something I'll never reach
My thought, Something you cannot teach
Now or Never, it's my time to decide
In life the wave on which we ride
Can't stop this mountain moving on
Every thought of mine is gone
Wish there was more to life then this
Just more then to merely exist
The Dance for the puppet master is on
We have less brain then brawn
Winter Blues HaikusIWinter Blues Haikus9 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Drunken snowflake dance,
stagger around the street light.
Someone call a cab
The cold air's biting
not like a crocodile
more like a puppy
Carve the silver lake
with graceful figure 8's
humble ice skater
Sub Zero wind chill-
snot freezes inside nostrils
hot air can't escape
Wave your arms and legs
give birth to a snow angel
then watch it ascend
Droopy carrot nose-
Melted snowmen have no pride.
The sun's a killer.
Goose bumps are moguls
and I will ski your body-
Lonely lost mitten
resting by the curb in snow
hanging from the roof,
Icicles are winter's teeth
Come tooth fairy, come.
Bisexual PrejudiceDo not judge me because of my sexuality.Bisexual Prejudice6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who cares if I'm a bisexual?
you think it makes you feel better by judging me?
you think you already know everything about me
because I told you I am bisexual?
My sexuality doesn't determine who I really am.
It is not everything about me
It just a part of who I am
There's so much more in me that you don't know
I'm an artist,
a manga addict,
I'm also a brother,
a loving son,
a good friend,
and a caring lover.
and I love Harry Potter.
so don't judge me because I am bisexual.
It's not everything about me.
you might not even know...
I can be a killer.
So be careful.
slutslut12 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Scrape apart desire
Lure the burning pain
Use misuse abuse my body
Time and time again
Say bye to decency
Let it run away
Understand the shame and pain
Take my soul today
Seduce me so easily
Lies are nice tonight
Uglify my thoughts and pride
Tell me it's alright.
Sign away my body
Love all the control
Undermine til i cant operate
Turn my mind on hold
Scratch out my sorrow
Like the running blood
Utilize my strength and heart
Tear away from love
Your Not AloneYour words make me smileYour Not Alone8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your eloquence and style
Are designed to bring cheer
Every time you call me dear
I can't let you be sad for long
You're a great person and strong
Your heart and mind are unmatched
All your fear and doubt are dispatched
You must rise above your sadness
Keep on reaching for the bliss
Remember that people like me exist
Even when the bad memories persist
I will always be your friend
I will always have time to lend
For a person as nice as you
I hope you see that I care too
Please Question My MentalityCrack says the bones in your bodyPlease Question My Mentality6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Moan comes the sound from your lips
Agony loves to pardon you many gifts
Cry whispers the ghosts in your ears
Scream I say with a brilliant smile
Join me in my asylum of catastrophe
I'm Not OkayI told you everything is fine butI'm Not Okay6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in reality, I wanna crawl into a hole and die
because I'm not that copybook persona you want to see.
I take all your words to heart and
your honey words make me grow weary and my
false face nearly shatters into pieces as I slowly fade away.
I feel your expectations for me to
excel far beyond my frail beliefs and glorify you
because you're under the impression you were always there for me.
I told you everything is fine but
in reality, I wanna shred my face to pieces as I
sink onto the floor and scream and sing myself to sleep with empty words.
I wish I was sorry that I'm but
a shadow of the person you always wanted me to be
and that I'm not the slightest bit okay with your moronic fantasy.
TogethernessIt's a dream to hear those wordsTogetherness7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Flowing so easily from your lips
Once you told me this was an impossibility
But look at you now
Look at us
Watch the starlight
Coming in at the fading of twilight
Let's dance to our heartbeat synced melody
The beauty of this child-like romance
But with the intensity of adults lifetime
I'm sorry......I broke your windowI'm sorry...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when reality came crashing through.
I got sick of waiting for the weather,
although I'd take your rain cloud any day.
Like water breaking through a dam
my words flowed forward.
Desperately trying to reach you
they lost their meaning along the way.
I kept my emotions bottled up too long
and they lost their flavor.
It was love that I wanted to taste with you.
Now I scrape it from my bleeding tongue.
Maybe it was just infatuation
rather than devotion.
But regardless of what is most believed,
I was tired of being pushed away.
More than anything right now
...I met you.
Cold BloodedOnce I met this woman and she was so coldCold Blooded9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It was apparent she was use to being in control
as we passed it came as no surprised
when she staired back at me firmly in the eye
as out glances met my Mack Lessons immediately began to engage
at that moment I knew this wild animal had never been caged
with a cold female certainty she abused and disrespected every man
I shook my head knowing these tricks had let Miss Exotic get out of hand
she was using her beauty to bring these guys to their knees
with false promises of pleasure she gained whatever she pleased
All night guys were falling prey to her delicious games
by the end of the night very few men still remained
who hadn't been lured by those lips that phat azz and those insatiable eyes
standing in the distance I peeped game watching what transpired
soon this chick even had the nerve to make her way in my direction
subtly I watched her movement from the mirrors reflection
as she stood there looking fierce but stylishly quaint
To Whom It May ConcernYou address the press,To Whom It May Concern6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Preach the issues
You place your people in a box,
To the ones whose trust you've stolen.
You wage war against the world.
You candy coat your cold blooded culling,
Make the people praise your prowess.
You cater to critics,
Proving points to problems they approach.
You say that we'll see change,
Yet we witness it only for the worse.
So now a word from the wise.
Take a bow.
Gaze upon the masked masses
Waiting for your promises yet unfulfilled.
We the people of the United States,
In order to form a more perfect union
Desperation's EndDarkest nights I search, but no answers can be found.Desperation's End7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Questions I ask, but no reply is heard.
This beast, the likes of which I never encountered,
Numbing pain, but still a shadow ripping at my soul.
Why does sorrow escape me, and to where has Emotion flown?
These things I do not know, but will one day learn.
Without hope or doubt,
Fear or courage,
What am I but an empty shell?
I do not hate,
Yet I do not love.
I lust for these things.
I long to feel these sensation, but alas...
I walk as a zombie in this cold, dark world.
When will they see my sufferings,
The things that make me who I am?
Who will cast a warm light on this cold, dead soul?
For now I shall stay lost.
For now I will find no way out.
My life blood shall pour from my body into that fathomless pit called Humanity.
Alone and lost I may be, but I must try,
Try to find a companion,
My hope to feel the slightest of sensations will only end in pain.
But I think to myself...
At Desperation's End,
Pain is wel
Alphabet SoupAlphabet soup poured into myAlphabet Soup5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bowl, each letter consumed in such a way that I may
Destructive words, too painful to say.
Emotional words, my secret
Feelings. Words of
Gratefulness never fully expressed
I try. But
Just spelling these words isn't enough when I
Know that these words are
Longing to spill out from my bowl, from my
Mouth, to jump into existence
Our time is lost. It's
Painful to think of all the
Questions never asked, never answered, because I hid here inside my
Room, too afraid to speak, only quietly sipping at this alphabet
Soup as opportunity slips away and I fall victim to
Time. Slowly now, I begin to
Understand. It's time to live, to speak, to
Venture out of the fool's shelter in
Which I hide and to pick up a map,
X marks the spot, and
You and I can run away an
a virtual lifebehind my avatara virtual life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am queen of a wonderful world
I am a female warrior of a strange country
I am a werewolf
in real life
I am a girl who waits for the love
I am a girl who dreams from another life
I am a girl insignificant buried in the mass
Crayon SoulmatesDear Stars,Crayon Soulmates3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have a bone to pick with you. You see, when I was six, I called myself the nowhere girl... and I coloured myself a soulmate. I made him on crumpled sheets, with broken pieces of crayon, on a playground that was too busy wondering whether growing up entailed stealing their mother's cigarettes and their father's dirty magazines (I suppose I was already wise enough to know that growing up meant choosing one of the many ways of breaking yourself in two.)
I hope you remember him, stars...he was important to me (My best friend threw that drawing away on my seventh birthday and told me that someone like me was not supposed to have such dreams.).
He had hair as ebony as deep onyx and a smile that never grew up (Peter Pan would have been proud). He was magic in soul form, and smelled like cinnamon and the earth after it has rained. His eyes rivaled a lions on the best of his youth, his words were story shaped. His skin was an ink coloured canvas of wonder and even in crayon
CircleCircleCircle8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I walked the trails of forest green
While sun was overhead,
And gazed upon a land divine
On which my soul hath fed.
The dazzling beams of light did shine
Through leaves blown in the breeze.
They cleansed my worn and troubled mind,
Which danced among the trees.
I happened on a burbling stream
Reflecting sky beyond.
Twas there I sat upon the path
And mused on Natures bond.
Her time was ripe, Her harvests grown
And swaying in the fields,
As farmers watched and guessed at how
Much bounty She would yield.
I closed my eyes, and letting in
The hidden and unseen,
I felt the warmth of Mothers arms
Enfold me in between.
The falcons cry, the bullfrogs croak,
The mockingbirds appeal;
The sounds of blooms blossoming wide;
All these She did reveal.
She sang to me with voice so sweet
With tune I counted blessed.
No word or sound can I repeat
Good Mother then expressed.
The trails I walked in summer&
To Deprive And BestowTo Deprive And Bestow4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you left brashly with a clouded mind
ripped and tore us both apart
but there was one thing you left behind
you forgot to take your heart
boys who love their grandmothersnever fall in love with a boy who loves his grandmother.boys who love their grandmothers3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
he will be too gentle with your lips,
too sincere when he whispers blessings into your ears
pleading that he doesn't deserve you.
his tongue will not slither between your teeth.
instead, the heat of his mouth will melt your scar tissue
until there is no trace of your travels.
never fall in love with a boy who loves his grandmother.
he knows patience.
you will try to convince him
that it is one of the many virtues
you don't yet possess,
but he will dig through the flesh in your ribcage
until he finds it lodged beneath everything
you're too scared to confess.
he will teach you forgiveness, remind you that you are not a mistake.
he will wipe the trails of tears that always seem to decorate your cheeks
and replace them with rose petals, saying that he chose the color red
to match the passion he knows flows through your veins.
never fall in love with a boy who loves his grandmother.
he will trace the freckles on your skin
Some tongues like yoursSome tongues slipSome tongues like yours6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some tongues lock
Yours does little I'm afraid.
My trapped affections
Are deathly engraved.
Looking back I can view the
And the Dirt.
Some tongues like yours
Have no clue where to dance.
Cry Me RealLet me cry. I'll cry me real.Cry Me Real5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My emotions. This is how I feel.
Don't tell me again. I know.
But even if you are right. The hurt, it will always show.
Don't listen to them. That is what they all say.
But I am not going to try. That game, I will not play.
This is who I am. That I am of sure.
These tears let go my innocence, a sign of being pure.
Don't tell me they don't mean it. For that just is not true.
You probably would cry as well, if they said it to you.
I don't just want to shrug it off. That just would not be right.
I will not stand up to them, but I will not go without a fight.
My tears, they bring me comfort, in a way no words can do.
So please don't try to stop me. It is something unchangeable by you.