Is used not only
But also to destroy.
Your skyscrapers can
Fall into a pile of
Bombs and Bullets.
Are you holding the
Gun to my head
To protect others
Or only yourself?
Are painful opinions
Of people deciding justice
On those claiming innocence
Or those tainted by
Having no right
To their own thoughts.
If This Happened....If I had a hammerIf This Happened....6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'd fall on the sky
And break it into millions of pieces
I would hand you the parts with the stars
They shine just as brightly as your eyes
And remind you that you stand out from the rest
I love you, but you don't know
You didn't know.
If I had scissors
I would cut roses for you
Because they do not bleed red
But as clear as your soul
They are beautiful like your lips
And the blood that rushes to your cheeks
When you read this...
When you read this.
And I'll lay upon a thousand stars
With these petals in my hand
Because when I close my eyes
I think of your smile
With every tear I shed
My love for you grows stronger
I will miss you when I'm gone
I'd miss you...
If I found you.
Japanese Culture StereotypeKannichiwa. Watashiwa, Kimiyama Alice desu.Japanese Culture Stereotype5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hello. My name is Alice Kimiyama.
I am a Japanese American.
Emphasis, on a American.
I know, it's hard at first to realize it
I usually get the "Hey, you're Chinese, right?"
You are instantly Chinese since that's the largest Asian country.
It's the almond eyes
And how I must only see half the world when I smile...
It's no use
I can't change the minds
Of 303,824,646 people
Just because I'm asian
Doesn't mean that I
Memorized how many people there are in the United States
I looked it up on CIA World Factbook like a
It does not mean
I'm the smartest kid in your classroom.
I have trouble with all sorts of subjects
Especially the one with
Graphing hexagons and
Constructing nonagons with
Numbers and letters scrambled into
This fusion of complete nonsense...
Just because I'm asian
Does not mean that I
Speak the language fluently
Cook and eat rice everyday
I do not wear a kimono
When I'm at home.
I don't kno
Finding SunshineWhen I touch the glass of the mirror in front of me, I feel the alternative life I would have if I had chosen to go the other way. I can sense the life we would have together. I see the ifs of every situation where I had to choose to go only one way. I look into these big brown eyes and only see a world of hopes crushed and dreams still too far off. When I close them, those crushed hopes and futuristic dreams are held within my own head. I can almost feel you around me. I can feel your embrace; the soft kisses that were never given to me. Now when I turn around, I see the passion of a world I knew we could never have. I saw a world where I gave up everything I believed in. I left my family, friends, ambitions, religion, viewsFinding Sunshine5 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Just so I could be with you because none of those things mattered.
I walk away from my mirror and hide my face from reality. I cannot hide from the regrets of everything I have done. I can only pull my hood up and shield the raindrops that
There's a Dog Who Likes to...There's a dog who likes to follow me and nip me on the bum. It's been going on a while, almost three years I think. At one time I found it to be very much annoying, but now I've come to like the little guy.There's a Dog Who Likes to...7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I don't know who owns him, or where he came from. I know he's a small dog, with brown fur and big eyes. He has to jump up just to reach my bum and bite it. We were introduced one day while I was on my bike, taking a leisurely ride through the town. Surprisingly, the dog came running up beside my bicycle jumping and nipping away. It's this dog who continues to nip at my bottom to this very day.
When the dog first bit me, I yelped with surprise, turning to give him a dirty look (why I thought the dog would stop from a dirty look, I don't know), he just kept nipping. I yelled at the dog, commanding him to heel, stay down or sit, but he continued to persist. Soon after deciding that yelling wouldn't work, I found myself zigzagging on my bike to avoid the dog. He remained persistent, mis
Saving SoulsTo live in peace and joy,Saving Souls8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dreaming equality and kindness,
A world no one can destroy.
This is what the world wants,
But the world won't help.
So let's send the world our response.
The children of God can build our dreams.
Send out peace to everyone's hearts
For our hope is flowing in streams.
We must save the souls of the world.
Build our life on the good things in life.
Life and love are not to be kept in the cold.
The Battle WonI ain't backing downThe Battle Won6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't, not when I'm so far gone
Yes my wounds are burning
But so is the fire within me
Yes my vision is blurring
But I keep my eyes on the prize
I can hear them all around me
The screams torturing my inner being
My animal is showing
So I won't care... I won't care.
I fight for my right
To live and not to die
Freedom is roaring
Like an overbearing thunder
"I will be free, I will be free"
I clench my teeth as I pull on through
Trying to dodge the bullets and bombs--
The crying.. the children crying.
Why can I not save all the children?
They litter the streets
- the dead bodies-
Stuck in the gutters like fallen leaves
The smell of rusty red stings my nose,
But I run into the oncoming fog...
Red paints the walls, the streets, the town;
My clothes, my face, my wounds, my heart
But all I can see, everywhere,
Is black, pitched in its darkest shade.
Well let it hide my aching bones!
Have them seek me out
I'll take 'em down one by one.
FlowerMy lonely flowerFlower8 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Faint light shines through the soft dust
Dark leaves me empty.
Tomorrow, maybe.i.Tomorrow, maybe.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I write prose sometimes.
Prose doesn't have to rhyme.
It doesn't need rhythm.
Just thoughts on a page.
Stumbling on my own meaning.
I forget that I am bleeding.
But it can't hide like poetry can.
it means i can drink my coffee even in the summer.
it means i can climb the tallest tree, despite how they've warned me. promising as i go that I'll come back down someday after i have been all scraped up and learned my lesson.
i don't know even my own intentions.
i am without wings.
i once dared to close my eyes
to step out the door blind.
i could have sworn you were there to catch me
but the bruises on my knees are proof:
this world was meant for people who can see clearly.
pen and paper are the only weapons
i could ever use against you.
and even then, i couldn't bear to hurt you.
instead i write about juvenile things you don't understand
my romantic notions of fingertips and rainstorms and coffee
and i pray you could be impressed with it,
if nothing t
Twenty-SixOn the 26th, I carried 26 cents in my pocket and thought of 26 reasons why I love you.Twenty-Six5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I turned 16, I asked you to kiss me 16 times, one for each year.
The last two had to be the best because the past two years with you had been the best out of all my sixteen.
On the ninth, I only allowed myself to cry nine tears and think of nine reasons that you should still be mine, nine reasons that we belonged together.
I couldn't find the nine breaths of air to say it.
Thirteen people told me it was all going to be okay.
Thirteen people lied.
Five months later I wrote you five letters telling you how much you meant to me and only got five words in return
"Things are better this way."
The 26th came around again and I had no change in my pockets and only half of my 26 reasons to love you. I held twenty pills in my hand and shook countless shivers because it all felt so wrong and the numbers weren't matching up.
The phone rang four times but yours was the one voice I wanted to hear.
It was the