When I'm scared I shootWhen I'm scared I shoot3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He is a jumble of emotions
struggling to form an opinion,
but they don't have enough ammo.
But it's safer that way cause
when I'm scared I shoot.
He never misses a target
with his shotgun,
but he hasn't seen the speed
at which I can take down a mans heart.
We lay together in the window light
but he doesn't weave me romantic lyrics,
and he never gives me foolish promises.
Instead he watches me trace
the lines of his tattoo.
He's not magic, just painfully realistic,
when I'm used to silly boys
who treat relationships
like short romance novels,
then start on a new one
when it's over.
But in his eyes I see
that he has no intention of
putting this book down.
It scares me wildly
and I take aim.
Rotten BetrayalWe were never just normal.Rotten Betrayal2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We were always beautiful,
Tantalizing and shining.
They wanted to be us,
Wanted to have us.
We knew that and used it,
Played with them like puppets.
But in the end,
We had to fall,
And then the appeal faded.
They turned their backs on us,
And we were left to rot in the fetid air.
Where are You Now Dearest Friend?Whilst reading old letters like cold headstones,Where are You Now Dearest Friend?2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Over come with nostalgia of days I had laid to rest,
Found in dark places where no light has shone,
I shrink in fear of memories despite all of my best
Attempts to forget as to find relief
From the things welling up from underneath,
Thoughts of long fights we had over the phone
Our words like darts viciously thrown
Oh what happened to those days
when we each confessed our own
worried not with saving face
And all was truth to be known?
Where are you now Dearest Friend. how distant we've grown
How far from you I feel, here, writing alone
The ultimate origin of the universethe snap, the twist,The ultimate origin of the universe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the bite and a catch,
falling through my dreams I land
and splinter plywood,
my blood runs and picks up little splinters,
my eyes become more and more white...
as my sockets grow darker,
it must be all the smoking I've been doing,
when trying, to balance, on a beam,
the choir hits a minor chord,
and I am again, unsure.
there used to be a fine line, between the unreal and real,
everything is clouded in a foggy verisimilitude,
a faint nostalgia, but still I doubt,
I find my consciousness falling outside my brain for a second,
and for the blink of an eye, I realize I'm objective,
and all of this is meaningless,
but I forgot what I forgot, forgoing the normal route home,
my brain makes extra time taking in the details of the until-then-unobserved,
stored for later use, the miracle of human matrixing
principle among them,
you sweet girl, I almost hate you for it,
I can't go on, knowing you're the one dream
I've managed to smuggle into the
Heartlandtonight I will fallHeartland4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
asleep in the vineyard while
my hair is still damp
from kissing you in
The Rhine: 'I want to
swim down the center of it
and not know if the
water I'm drinking is französisch
I don't write about
you to stop from glorifying you.
the way you laugh
when my hands start shaking.
I tell you how fond I am of empires.
I want you to baptize
me king in the red and white
wines of the coronation fountain.
we don't have a language.
we are a language.
'knight' is a synonym
for 'always drowning'
and when I come to
bed I breathe in wheat
instead of grapes from you.
tonight I will fall
asleep in the vineyard while
my hair is still damp
from kissing you in
to the gentle thrum of
the sparrows under my
Fahrenheit 451Men on fireFahrenheit 4512 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
with dragon tongue
shooting hot and thick
And They turn to blue and black
Which shudder and flutter
And die with ease
Ant a temperature of 451 degrees
They toil not
Nor do they spin
These ignorant armies
Of flaming men
They clash by night
And in the glowing light
Of one million years
Of one million words
One million tears
That float off like birds.
What smells like cinnamon turns to smoke
And guttural children suppress a choke
Their minds are empty, but their mouths are full
But no one listens to empty eyed fools.
But one man alone asked why
and soon this mystery unfurled
Why the pen and paper turned to shy
He grasped the naked shingles of the world.
He picked up and read aloud
One immortal poem from the wisest bard
To a dead and heinous crowd
And consequence came down hard.
It all began with the girl who tasted rain
And ended with the city ablaze
Loss of home wife and friend brought pain
As his thoughts cleared the haze.
He became the b
FURNACEgentle little song,FURNACE2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
flickering little flame,
I need you more, than you,
might ever need me,
burn me up, burn me down.
kill me quickly, lovingly, quietly,
smother me with your silence,
and I will yearn, like a lost moth,
into a fatal flame,
flicker, foster, fumbling ashes,
frozen, forgetful, fuck it,
is my patience wasted?
tell me, my faith is waning,
forever in my hands, is such a handful,
and if this is a test, I've got to hand it to you,
I do not possess fortitude,
I am weak,
do I ask too much of thee?
follow, fake, fallacy,
do you deceive, with your warmth?
a blanket, to choke,
When This Hour EndsWhen this hour endsWhen This Hour Ends2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We shall have come full circle once again
These uphill battles are what we need
So just relax and breathe
To break the myths, to change our perceptions
We shall have come full circle once again
When this hour ends
#strangersyou are pixels on a screen,#strangers2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
meek online, but in real life, your voice screams
"likes posers, pointless arbitrary bullshit, and nice long walks on the beach"
instant transmission, over-evaluated sense of worth,
get a real job, quit the complaints,
shut up, and maybe you might have something, more interesting to say,
no one really knows anyone, we're all strangers trying to cope,
this strange world we live in, where the more acquaintances means
the more acquainted, where over spoken is winning over being well spoken,
I could shove a first grade spelling and grammar book down your throat,
love to see you choke on it, coughing on the hash-tags and hyperlinks,
chain-posts, chain-smoking your brain away,
repost this or maybe you just might die, today,
I erase you, block you, but you multiply,
I'm already the crotchety old man, who thinks the best generation, has already gone by,
uninspired, and uninspiring, repost, repost, create something of your own,
you've the faculty, perhaps the mental
her understatement...the wound of the world,her understatement...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
can't match your sorrow,
from you, I wait,
and in August you die,
although I'll know it then,
I feel it now.
hold, can you hold?
four more months will just slip by,
hold, can you hold, on?
I'll hold darling, to you,
my fastidious purview,
my balanced soul,
starve myself for weeks to fast,
my karma is a knot,
how I'd love a ring on your finger
how I'd love for you to love me
love, please stay your blade some more blood,
love, please stay a while if you could,
I know it hurts, but it hurts me not,
although I don't know it,
I could I could,
All In TimeAn eye for confusion,All In Time2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lost in the grass,
One thing over,
Another has begun,
Walking on roses,
Frightened of reveal,
Sight of an angel,
Mind of a devil,
Ways to replenish,
All who's forgotten,
Today I am dead,
Tomorrow I live,
Earth is my peace,
It's creation my war,
The past is hideous,
The future is beautiful.
The MoonriseThe Moonrise2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm proud to be an outcast
But I'm proud to lead the fight
For though the dark is rising
We will always see the light.
I'm proud to lose my body
But I'm proud to lift my eyes
For though the pain is sharper
We will always break the ties.
I'm proud to sweat and suffer
But I'm proud to stand up tall
For though the others stumble
We will always break their fall.
I'm proud to watch the moonrise
But I'm proud to end the day
For though the season's over
We will always find a way.
A Moment Caught in GoldLiquid sky stretchedA Moment Caught in Gold3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
beyond the world's edge,
grains of gold beneath
bare toes leaving
like the memory
of the sun before
it sinks below,
Captain PoliticCaptain Politic2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ladies and gentlemen, we're limiting our elevation
to what we think we can handle
If you look to your left,
you'll see a billion screaming ideas
and on your right,
there's a shimmering sea of dead pallor
On all sides, a parlor trick
Please exit calmly
Loves WorthSliding into the bathLoves Worth2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But, you'll never get out
'Cause this isn't a story
Of a cry out for help
The start and the middle
Have never been told
Yet this end of life's riddle
Is a tragedy old
A tale of broken hearted
Of the loved and the scorned
A tale of lovers parted
And of resentments seas warmed
See the loved and the lost
Are the same on one page
Because what true love costs
Is your time and your age
Once in love you are doomed
Doomed to end in one flame
Perhaps it can be pruned
But love will never be tamed
It will wrap its vines round you
And pull you far down
So make sure love is true
Before you both drown
So slide into the bath tub
But test waters first
For the true cost of love
You should check the loves worth
IndistinctYou have not a voice, so that you can whisper.Indistinct1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Then how will you your secret tell?
When you say nothing.
Because you cannot.
You have not color, for the daylight to see.
So how may I know of your secret, do tell me?
When there is now nothing to look upon.
Because the light won't let me.
You have not kindness in your inherited temper.
So how can you give away so much?
When all you have is love.
You are of so many riddles.
Who, you cannot manifest,
Though I know, you biggest riddle is empathy.
I WonderI wonder if you wonderI Wonder2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All that we can be
I wonder if you wonder
About just you and me
I wonder what you'd say
If I let you see inside
I wonder what you'd do
If you knew it was all a lie
And I wonder if you'd believe me
If I told you what was true
I wonder if you'd leave me
If you only knew....
"Eros""Eros"3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We deconstructed our bodies and then put ourselves together in different shape.
You were a soft velvet deer and I came out a white wolf.
We dressed in each other's skin and the clothes felt warm but somehow strange...
I remember the next morning... the taste of your breasts remained sweet in my hands.
Your contracting thigh muscle is still the best part of my lips. I can feel its taste every time my tongue wanders outside in search of you.
I kept a few strands from your hair, close to my left ear. They whisper of late summer winds and of love that will never be.
In the distance the cranes have already started to migrate. The cherry trees have blossomed but there is no one here to rejoice in their red perfume.
It's winter again.
HM- Auditions introHM- Auditions intro2 years ago in Settings More Like This
The little girl ran back and forth, crossing the hallway again and again. She didn't looked tired. Too bad we can't say the same for her little cat, Mister, the poor one was lying on a dusty chair, tired of following it's owner. From the corridor came a pretty girl with blond hair and a smiling expression. Ingrid Von Beck she was, one the happiest people you could meet. She approached the girl and bent down to get to her height.
"What are you doing, little Mary?"
"Waiting. But they don't come..." She answered, worried. "Nobody comes!"
"Oh, don't worry." she said, stroking the black hair of the girl. "They'll come, I'm sure they'll come."
A huge smile appeared in the face of the girl and then started jumping happily
"That's great! That's great! I can't wait to see who the participants are!"
The tanned young adult rubbed his face. The sounds of wokers hammering were annoying, many other workers painted background elements and other designed and organized as t
Plasticine PeopleThey straighten their backsPlasticine People2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And welcome the straps
Keep your body still
For the needles and tubes
The saddest part is
It's all done at will
Shut your eyes and relax
You'll be beautiful in no time
Darling, you'll look just like wax
I hope you're happy
When you don't look real anymore
When the old pictures, that really aren't that old at all,
Are like a depressing memory that burns at your core
When they no longer have a place on the wall
Because the person in them is no longer you at all
No one wants to be ugly
No one wants to be old
They'll do whatever it takes
To be perfect
They'll do whatever they're told
Don't you know, fake is the new real
No one has a heart, they only have eyes
I know they can still feel
But truth has been forgotten
Between the layers of silicone and lies
They say it's not fair
'Cause I'm still young
But I know what I believe in
And I know what I don't
She unravels her face
She looks just like her doll
Her childhood dream has come true
As the narcotics do just wha