SugarA young girl of the age of fourSugar9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sat silently on the kitchen floor
Eating cookies to her hearts content.
Unaware of any ill intent.
She ate until she could no more,
And quickly moved up off the floor,
She put her vice back in its stash
For her room she quickly dashed.
As she walked through the room,
She heard a voice mutter "doom"
Unsure of it she couldn't see,
What in this world could it be?
But the darkness made her blind,
No trace was there for her to find
So warily she kept on walking,
And silently it continued stalking,
Her heart raced as she peered,
Pace quickened as she steered.
Not stopping for any hesitation,
Kept heading for her destination.
In her room, door slammed shut,
Her imagination cought in a rut,
Of horrors recently conceived,
Monsters so vivid she believed,
Then as the floor boards creeked.
Overcome she quickly peeked.
Nothing seen, nothing moving,
but the danger was ever looming.
But she kept staring,
Struck down by fear,
Horrible images did appea
FearFalse afflictionsFear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
running sharply from your tongue
embracing my aching heart
crushing it to dust
Evidence you created
emerging from your mouth
tears rolling down the valleys of your face
brow furrowed in desperate screaming
Appearing for all the world
as the victim of self satisfaction
your rage making almost truths
from disconnected incidents
Real world affections
rolling out of me and over you
like raindrops in the ocean.
No One KnowsWhen my eyes are closedNo One Knows4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are there to love me
But awake I've found that
I just can not believe
Do you really love me?
I can only hope it
I'm lonely on my own and
I hope that I can cope it
Boys, I really love you
And girls I hate to say
It's hard to fall in love
When no one knows you're gay
SugarYou areSugar4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
AliveYou're hanging by a thread,Alive4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And slipping bit by bit,
This is killing you.
Survive, you say.
Your knot has come undone,
There's nowhere left to run,
There is nothing.
But here you still are.
Is there a chance?
Any hint of light?
No, only dark,
Yet you still fight.
You cannot stop to ask why.
BedriddenBedridden:Bedridden2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I lie, motionless,
A prisoner within my own body.
Yet there lies a subtle clarity;
A moment of understanding, achieved by infirmity.
And though my body is racked with pain,
My conscious mind delves ever deeper into the pool of the soul.
My mind is flooded with a racket of noise.
I am cast into the swirling rip-tide of forbidden knowledge,
Clinging to the flotsam of sanity as a Leviathan roars below.
It swallows me into an acidic whirlpool.
Drowning me deep beneath the bubbling surface of the past.
And there, in the murky depths where my very self begins to rot,
A grinning maw of tongues and fangs, bids me a cold "hello!".
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th June 2013
My Heart Bleeds for YouMy Heart Bleeds for You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm dying, I'm crying but outside my smiling
you don't even know me, you don't even recognize me
Why does the world have to be so cruel to me?
Living in a world that wasn't made for me
Trying to be the best I can be
Finding what's meant to be.
Can't you see the thousand tears that I cry
the heartache that I sigh.
I'm tired of trying
tired of fighting
Was our love a lie?
Was this a game?
a game that you played
You ripped my heart out
My soul died out
nothing left but to cry now.
Why is this happening?
In the world that I live in
This everlasting scheme
Is only beginning.
A head full of anger
held in my chest.
Why did It have to end?
Now I wonder why?
Was it cause of me?
The answers are found
in darkness where light used to be.
WeWe4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On these days, so hot and depressing I think of you.
I don't know you...
You don't know me.
Sometimes I think it will never be, the future that is we.
Then I see leaves, rustling in the gentle breeze.
Flower petals, scattered across the ground.
Blue painted sky, and butterflies that will never die.
And then I remember you are there.
You'll always be there.
I'll find you one day....
And you'll find me.
And we'll paint the future.
05.for eternity I've looked upon05.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
injustice in its prevalence
I long to cup the Acheron
and sin to gain benevolence
with Michael's wing beneath my heel
my mouth is death to bigotry
which wrenches closed like screaming steel
to praise the lord of heresy
for retribution's decadence
for the seraphim's righteous denial
in my unyielding vehemence
I'll spit the ash of Sodom's smile
the penalties of lies profound
will reflect against my winter teeth
catholic girls in ashen gowns
will bow beneath my cloven feet
like the bloom of pestilence
like the birth of genocide
my hand demands god's reverence
and snaps the smile of Jesus Christ
Making Choices So here I am again. On the edge of something I'm not sure ofMaking Choices4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know what I'm expected to do
Or am I expected to do anything at all?
I've prolonged this long enough.
I've stretched it out to beyond what I thought possible
And hoped for a new beginning in something that seemed endless.
A new wish, a new dream, just something to cling on to.
Something I've never known before.
And what If I was to fall off this edge.
Just fling my body forward with no cares.
Would it all change for me?
I just want to survive.
I want to drop a thousand feet.
And feel so very alive as the air whipped around me.
A temporary escape with the soft
By UnknownHer hair was up in a ponytailBy Unknown4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her favorite dress tied with a bow
Today was Daddy's Day at school
And she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
If she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
Of why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school,
Eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees,
A dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back,
For everyone to meet
Children squirming impatently,
Anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called,
Each student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
Every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
For a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?"
She heard a boy
Suicidal LoveThere's a hole in my head.Suicidal Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I carve your name on a lead bullet
And hold it up to my temple,
To see how big the hole will be.
This must be obsession.
This wound is your absence;
This ache, the gap where you should be.
Our memories, our us.
And I don't know why I bother caring,
When every time your eyes slide away from me now,
Is a splinter of ice to my heart.
When my heart is torn out every morning.
And all I can think is fantasy conversation with you,
And all I can see is your face next to mine,
And all I can hear is you not speaking to me.
DreamingI want to take you from this placeDreaming4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And put you in a blanket of cotton and lace.
To hide you from all those who have ever uttered a bad word
I just wish to lock you up to keep you safe.
However, I know I can't. (As much As I want to)
You've to stand on your own two feet.
And brave the world by my side
My hand held fast in yours, never releasing grip.
We'll take it all on and visit places we'd once dreamed.
And listen to music we've never heard
And I'll give you gifts from my heart to yours.
For all I wish to do is spend this life with you.
Maybe I sound like I dream to much.
But all my dreams consist of you and I.
Of the here and now and the future I hope of.
If none of this happens, then I will still deem my time well spent.
As at least, it will be spent in your arms and your love.
Blame Hetalia(Sung to the tune of "Blame Canda")Blame Hetalia4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Cons have changed
The fans have gone crazy
They run around the center, trying to find some yaoi.
Should we blame the fangirls?
Or blame the industry?
Or should we blame the series on TV?
No - blame Hetalia!
With all their crazy shipping fans,
And those girly-looking mans
Blame Hetalia - they never stop squeeing,
It's so annoying!
Don't blame me
For my friend Stan,
He saw an episode and now he thinks that he's Prussian.
And my friend Kyle once
Cosplayed as Rock Lee
But now that he's seen it he only does Italy!
Well - blame Hetalia!
It seems that all of them will flip,
If you don't support their ship.
Blame Hetalia - it's only five minutes long anyways.
During World War Two, we know that many folks were killed.
According to this show they all sat on a beach and chilled.
Should we blame their research?
Or ignore history?
Or just say it's just creative licensing?
Hell no - blame Hetalia!
Cross Country QuotesFunny Cross Country Quotes:Cross Country Quotes6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Warm up? Nah, that'll just wear you out.
Just shut up and run.
It's not bragging if you back it up, which is why we never brag.
Cross Country: The worse you are, the more playing time you get!
All aboard, time to take a ride on the pain train.
We bust ours so we can kick yours!
Run like you stole something.
Running won't kill you, you'll pass out first.
Anyone can run 100 meters, it's the next 4900 that count.
If speed kills than I'm a dead man/woman.
Our workouts are a lot longer than our shorts.
Why is everyone chasing me?
It hurts up to a point, then it doesn't get any worse.
This sport would be fun if it wasn't for all the running.
If I knew what I was doing, I wouldn't be here.
We don't stretch, we like to run stiff!
Our shoes have more miles than your cars.
Cross-country - finally a good use for a golf course.
Cross Country: no substitutions, no time outs, and nobody sits the bench.
Running is a mental sport and we're all insane.
Real athletes run othe
Go Forth, LinkKings of that land always say to boys,Go Forth, Link5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That tranquility is all, not war, that brings joy;
Such a point is unfamiliar to a child known as Link,
Who thinks that doom constantly doth shrink.
Obviously, as you know: that kingdom is sound,
Dissimilar to Koridai, which horror doth surround;
Harkinian did insist that his boy go and assist,
To go forth and fight Ganon - fist to fist.
Voyaging across Goronu, and in a shop, Morshu says,
"Lamp oil? Bombs? You want it?" - Link nays;
Such unavailing tools do no good for a saviour,
For much vigor was within him, with origins in Scandinavia.
Two months on, Link had found his goal,
That lair, in which Ganon doth stay - 'twas black as coal;
Our saviour, with a magic book, and Ganon said with a gurn:
"Nooo! Not into that pit! It BURNS!!"
On coming back again to Harkinian's court,
Gwonam was in, sporting an awful big wart;
This man did toast his victory, 'twas a glorious hit,
For this wizard had known it - as it was writ.
Onboard his magic rug, flying th
I just want...To push you against a wallI just want...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And kiss your senses away
Take you to new heights
Of ecstasy, beyond cloud nine
Take your breath away
And keep you begging for more
Be the best person I can be
Show you I mean what I say
Piece your heart back together
And keep it that way
Slide a ring on your finger
And finally be able to call you mine
Carry you away into the sunset
And give you the fairytale ending you want and deserve
But beyond all this
I just want you~
Self-DestructiveI am feeling just a little self-destructive.Self-Destructive1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And I’m confused as to why it is that I live.
I just wish that I could be somewhat constructive
But I still have nothing more that I can give.
I just feel like running, jumping off a tower,
At least then it would be over when I hit
But there is not clean way that I have the power
To end my life and to still get away with it.
I don’t think that if I disappeared tomorrow
Anybody would go out to search for me,
Besides, I’m to busy drowning in my sorrow.
For anyone else to care how I may be.
So if you ever want to know how I am feeling,
Open up my hands and check what you do see,
If the skin is dead and ripped or torn or peeling,
Then you know the wooden man was cruel to me.
Yesterday I made a discovery twisted,
That the razor hurts a lot less then the knife.
As a payment for all the pain I created
I came one step closer to ending my strife
I feel as though I have no one left to talk to,
Because that is what I said that I did n
Is it Getting Warm In Here?Is it getting warm in here?Is it Getting Warm In Here?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I turn and say hi.
I sit and say hey.
I'm sure I'll be fine
This will all be a breeze-
A breeze to cool me.
Why am I sweating?
I am no freak.
I have no fever.
When they say that word-
They must not be referring to me
They must be referring to
That girl we saw yesterday
In the subway-
Kissing another girl.
Can someone turn up the AC?
She's here now.
I'm hotter than ever.
For me- I
The hugs and kisses
On my warm cheeks
And may be short lived.
Can we open a window?
Her hand is held out
The ring on her finger-
Like her eyes.
But theirs don't.
I pull my hair-
My long, curly hair,
into a ponytail
Just to ease the sweat
on the back of my neck.
Is it getting hot in here?
My mascara is running
like my beating heart
There is no reaction
That burns me worse
Yet Another Fallen HostYet Another Fallen Host2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My, what hope lies
in the half empty glass,
trembling by tremor and leer.
At such a long road's end,
does it rise and shatter.
What understanding have you,
of fear, of pestilence,
other than the existence of self.
Imposed, the creation
to be eventually bled out.
Filthy, the very cause
by which the water rises,
boiling with blisters
in the overwhelming sin
of the ever beating sun above.
Freedom, to the acrostic asininity
now found laughing atop the grave...
the grave of past gone by,
decaying with every bite
of a gluttonous sloth with an ancient cause.
That to my eyes, the mass hysteria,
borderline loss of sanity from the commonalty.
Have I lost track or do my eyes deceive,
the horsemen's tracks are of disarray,
and I know not which one has come.
Now, the angels look onward,
gazing with hopeless eyes,
searching for faith in the fallen creation,
who now wither and crawl,
away as they fall, into the Abyss....
Declines, the signs of the end,
the near and far come and go,
as the war seeps t