Short-LivedShort-Lived.Short-Lived3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has it got to take a sudden death of a loved one.
For us to realise how fickle and unpredictable life is.
Despite our best efforts to delude and cowardly run.
We may share our lives with others but we are destined to be divided.
Life and death are both a part of a mutual consented sum.
Money will come and go but we all know what the fixed price is.
So although you may think the worst is yet to come.
No matter the occasion whether it be
They SayThey Say.They Say4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They say there is always a silver lining.
But right now my future looks bleak.
They say the sky is the limit.
But my vision is blocked by a mountain peak
They say life is a game.
But I was never any good at hide and seek.
They say were all different.
But does that mean that were all unique.
They say everyone wants to win.
But I have no desire to compete.
They say there are plenty more fish in the sea.
But they didn't say whether the water's shallow or deep.
They say everyone is searching for the same answer.
But I have'nt got it in me to cheat.
They say I'm too negative.
But I know this also comes hand in hand with defeat.
They say a healthy mind is a healthy body.
But I'm not to obsessed with my physique.
They say some situations you must face, face to face.
But sometimes I am not willing to turn the other cheek.
They told me some day I'd be someone great.
But I know that's a promise they cant keep.
They say sometimes shit just happens.
But I've recently discovere
My Disconnected RomanceMy Disconnected Romance.My Disconnected Romance4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lately I've been feeling our connection is weakening.
Its like I am not getting the signals your showing me.
Your sending me to many mixed messages
And I cant read all of them.
I gave you some space and oxygen so you can breathe.
But you keep saying I push all the wrong buttons.
You never open up to me anymore.
Maybe I am just being to touchy on the subject.
I just want to screen out your name sometimes.
You keep saying I always put you down abruptly
And I don't pick you up in time.
You don't even accept your own mother in law's calls anymore.
You've blocked everyone out.
Maybe I am not giving your docile, curvaceous frame the attention it needs.
I cant even remember the last time I was able to turn you on.
Perhaps you just don't want me to talk to you.
I remember when you used to take so many pictures of me,
Video and document my every move.
Now all I get is a blank vacant expression.
I refuse to believe our connection is dead.
I can repair it if you give me t
Nonet Two I ThoughtI ThoughtNonet Two I Thought4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I thought you would not ever hurt me.
I guess I was completely wrong.
You promised to protect me,
The end was prolonged.
You said you loved me.
I can't be strong.
Please help me.
Impulsive SpontaneityImpulsive Spontaneity.Impulsive Spontaneity4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Sometimes I have these random thoughts.
To live in the moment and don't care if I get caught.
Act out the first thing that comes to my mind.
And for no one to label me as out of my mind.
Just do something spontaneous like
Reattach my umbilical chord.
Devour a yoghurt with a medieval sword.
Play basket ball with a vegetable.
Explain to my doctor that his handwriting is legible.
Put a goldfish in my washing machine.
Break down in a gum clinic and cause a dramatic scene.
Confess my love to an actual feathery bird.
Raise my hand in an important meeting and not say a word.
Pour a bag of self raising flower on a bunch of small orphans.
Combine and flambé ice cream and baked beans in a sauce pan.
Plug in my Ipod head phones in to a golden delicious apple.
Locate and challenge Morgan Freeman to an official pokemon battle.
Take to the streets as a masked super villain.
Take out a pepperoni and cheese pizza from the oven without a mitten.
Change the language set
Am I Worthy?Am I Worthy?Am I Worthy?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe I don't deserve all the views and the comments.
Maybe there are better writers out there that deserve acknowledgment.
Maybe I am not worthy of any recognition and attention.
Personally I don't think my work is even worth mentioning.
Maybe my words wont amount to anything substantial.
Maybe I wont make it in terms of a financial,
Atonement but can we just think for one moment
That maybe I write to express my thoughts on a page.
To release all the feelings held hostage in this mortal cage.
Maybe others can relate and reciprocate my words.
And to you this notion may seem insulting and absurd.
But all these favourites and feed back gives me an added purpose.
And for that split second when reading them, I feel like I actually deserve this.
That my whole hearted words are not dispensable and worthless.
That maybe I can actually make something of myself.
Give the people something real to purchase from life's obscure shelf.
Give my parents the life that they so justly
TrustTrust.Trust3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Hard to gain.
But easily lost.
The effects will always remain.
Unless we pay the cost.
Instead of abiding by the same