OneI have a life threatening illnessOne3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Severe and Major
It's threatened my life on more than
A few occasions
Dark nights it lingers over my shoulder
Whispering thoughts into my head
One tragic accident away from death
One slip, one night I feel too...
One cut too deep, One slice too thick,
One pill too many, One jump too far,
One step off a curb, One shot in the dark,
One word too many hanging from your lips
One comment too far, One life lost,
One thin piece of rope, One chair kicked,
One river too deep, One knife too sharp,
One pool of blood too large, One bad day,
One teenager added to a growing statistic,
One family torn apart, One school shocked,
One neighborhood mourning a hidden struggle
It only really takes ONE
Open your eyes.
Reach out One hand,
Say One genuinely kind thing,
Keep One thing in your thoughts,
Tell One person what you've seen
Tell One person how you feel, what you suspect
Open your mouth Once
Save ONE life.
Epitaph for an Old Italian WomanWe walk into the apartment building. The building for old people.Epitaph for an Old Italian Woman2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It smells like old people.
We silently take the elevator to the second floor; her room is 205. Mom has the key, so she opens the door. The apartment is so empty. No little old ladies with white hair and a waggling crooked finger.
There's still newspaper on the floor by the door. Mom and I remove our shoes and put them on the newspaper, lest her ghost throw shoes at us. Or, maybe, hit us with a broom. She never did it to me, but Mom says she used to.
The pantry is full of food; mostly Fig Newtons. We always brought her Italian cookies when we came to visit, but she'd make us eat them while we were there. We would insist they were for her, but what good were cookies without someone to share them with? Italian cookies, Fig Newtons, and tea.
The cookie jar on the counter is full of tea bags. You could never have Italian cookies and Fig Newtons without
Ispirare LimerickIspirareIspirare Limerick4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sinnocently of Chicago
This groups mighty creator
From the windy city
No group is greater
Relinquishing the rights
She has to digress
After work at nights
She has to de-stress
Wants to cut her hair
And someday be a mother
Waiting for a proposal
From her significant other
PomPrint's in Scotland
Mending his plaid kilts
They're all torn and tattered
From wearing his stilts
Don't know what's under there
But when nature calls
You better be careful
Of your dangling belt
Sometimes he's ired
He likes little dogs
But they get so darned tired
From retrieving his logs
Walk past his window
Look through his door
and you will probably catch him
Playing Wild Boar
Dallas is the home
Of our boy ShippD
Not quite a gnome
But still pretty shifty
He knows what he wants
He knows what he likes
Instead of dating the girls
He's home playing with trikes
On his computer - 3D
He' trying to render
A new gas tank
Or a new front fender
PseudoSiren the artist
The female unknown
Who follows the
IllIll3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Written by michael.m
On Wednesday, March 28th 2012
The light is fading
And the eyes are getting weak
Please take me home with you
Then I'll be fine tomorrow
The noises are cracking
And your sound is getting far away
Please stay with me and say that you love me
Then I'll hear none of my misery
The aromas are vile
And the scents are sickening
Please guide me to your flower garden
Then I'll be free to smell freedom
The rats shat on the dinner
And the food turns into poison
Please invite me to you feast
Then I'll rejoice to taste all I want
The skin is rotting
And the flesh will become ashes one day
Please sound your prayers for me
So the Requiem will never happen
And your tear will never fall
Even we will be savedWe turn our eyes awayEven we will be saved1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
As blackness fades to grey
We become what they told us to fear
Slaves of our own minds
Never close never near
We climb into our holes
And make ourselves at home
Open books with so many torn out pages
Walking through fire
Thirsting for truth
In another night of sin
We take on yet another fight
Impossible to win
We are at war inside
White flags in our hands
But hatred paints them bullet black
So we turn our eyes away
On our knees to wash our faces
Once again we pray
That one day even we will be saved
My Serendipitous LoveI survived years of physical and emotional abuse, but it was not without consequences. The incomprehensible trauma I experienced still haunts my dreams and waking thoughts. It has been, and will continue to be, a long and grueling road to overcome my fears. What I have learned and discovered on my constant journey has lessened the pain I will persistently endure.My Serendipitous Love2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
He sent a random hello from a thousand miles away and the wall around my heart began to crumble from that simple word. It was an unexpected chemistry that unlocked my impenetrable heart, a modest reconnection with that ignited the catalyst of my future. He was different, so different. I felt safe as he started rocking my world. It didn’t take long for me to fall for him, hard.
He was an old friend, long dismissed from memory, but never forgotten. An unknown attraction sparked the fires of romance with a mutual and drunken realization. Emotions drove our thoughts and actions, binding us together with the threads of t
HideTo hide who you are from the world is to hide who you are from yourself.Hide3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
ChablonIt seems like whenever I try to go to bed early,Chablon5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wake up choking on the sandman’s
Fairy dust composed of,
Crushed butterfly wings,
And paradoxical statements.
I would think I ate too close to sleeping,
If I had eaten at all so I guess I’ll assume
The acrimony is simply from,
Capturing and eating all the angelfish
Floating through my ceiling
And I should have known better than to eat a delicacy.
Even without me,
This planet will continue to rotate so I will
Revolve my body around the sun until it is,
Off the bed and on the floor
So I can lie there and ponder
Why I am not more.
This ticking is going to shift rapidly,
Like the crown on this horology without meaning
And it seems I should,
Let my body become tangled in these gears
And pulled until
It is torn apart.
It appears far too easy,
Please, understand.Ever since you told me how you feltPlease, understand.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The pain and misery that you’ve held
Everything that you’re going through
I’ve done nothing else but to help
But every time I listen to you
I can’t help but to feel the same
My morals detain me for leaving you
But I wouldn’t be the only one to blame
We Are HumanHumans fear many things. For a species that has taken over the world, numbers upwards of seven billion, one would think we would have nothing to fear. We’re at the top of the food chain…right?We Are Human4 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
And yet we fear.
We’re many sided and have many layers. We’ve created many things, both terrible and great.
Fear is a funny thing. It sneaks up on you. It strains your lungs, thickens the beat of your heart. It sends chills up your spine; it makes it hard to swallow, to think. Fear can make you run. It can make you scream. Fear is a powerful force, hard to tame, hard to ignore.
It can freeze you as a knife comes down, or it can make you lightning fast.
Some fears are simple. The fear of a snake, slithering through the weeds. The fear of a spider, its eight legs treading lightly up your leg. The fear of the dark, pressing all around and hiding that which lurks in its shadows.
There are many fears, fear of life, of death, of l
WordsWords can mean a little,Words3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words can mean a lot.
Sometimes it's what you make of them,
Sometimes they're all you've got.
Words can make a difference,
They can change a person's life.
They can send the world to war,
Or end a victim's strife.
"We are masters of the unsaid words",
Be sure to choose them well.
For cruel words can linger,
They can turn life into hell.
PiecesAnd while we have all been broken,Pieces2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Only some of us have glued the pieces back together.
…But some pieces refuse to fit.
Lunar LoveSeasons flute of coloured tunesLunar Love2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Whispers from the breathless moon
Cushioning the silent cry
Perfumed of endless lullaby
HealingI've been trying such a long long timeHealing3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trying to kill this pain
And after all the wounds I've cut
My scars are finally healing
But what if I'm not?
Encircled 2Encircled 23 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Within a bright sphere
a complete world seems contained,
just for a moment.
This might be a soothsayer's
crystal ball, where trapped light writhes.
now i see the stars.there was a time when inow i see the stars.4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
couldn't catch my breath whenever i
thought about you , (crippled lungs and-
boy, you hit me like an asteroid,
there's a crater on my chest now that I can't ever seem to fill,
oceans of my tears cried on
nights when you couldn't be there to sing me to sleep.
thirty two poemless days after you joined the constellations,
i walked out into the yard and howled to the empty sky,
for a moment i was Gaea, rivers running down my cheeks,
weighted to the ground and
buried in myself, but
where there is no light there are no shadows, and
sometimes, i wonder if i miss me.
yes, yes i do.
i may not see the moon, but
Sticks and StonesSticksSticks and Stones3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your culture discriminates
Against those outside the box;
A threat to your world.
So you must agitate,
Until your ways are met.
Acting with closed minds and hearts
Thinking words have no power.
Words can turn a country
Divide a land
End a war
Perhaps, even, kill a man.
Think before, not after
Words can lead to a disaster.
Losing faithI remember you telling meLosing faith1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I was afraid
Never to lose my faith
But now it's past midnight
And the demons in my head are wide awake
Ripping everything I used to be
Into tiny pieces of scar tissue
Leaden eyelids and broken promises
And I can help but ask myself
What if the light at the end of the tunnel
Is a in fact a train?
Burn My ShadowLocked away...Burn My Shadow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is it possible for a man to go beyond his existence
Behind doors whose wooden bars hold him with in himself
In a constant need to recede further to the inner child
How can it be
Better yet, why to those who do no harm
Feeling nothing, not even the cold air hitting his face
I suppose that I never thought that that man could be me
But it is, and I am
Seeing false gods, seeing people burning
Slowly I leave this world
With more time that passes I wish I could stay
But simultaneously I wish death would come quickly and swiftly
Why and how to people have to live this way
May peace find my way though
And find me it won't
Yet I will fight for it
Just need to give myself a bath in the waters of clarity
To burn my shadows away and uncover my lonely soul
LesbianGod loved the two girls at the end of my street.Lesbian3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everywhere they went, they went together,
hand-in-hand so they didn't get lost,
laughing at everything and nothing
all at once.
He was so proud of them.
They never stole, they never swore,
they brushed their teeth twice a day
and always said their prayers.
It was a gift, said the townspeople,
that two girls as perfect as they were
were born in the same place.
an even greater gift, said they,
that those two were the best of friends.
Long nights spent giggling in rooms with closed doors
was a good thing, back then.
halfway between their houses
and in the middle of the street,
they realized that they loved each other.
A gaze lingered a moment too long,
a heart beat a little too fast...
They kissed for the first time on a park bench,
hidden from the rest of the world.
God doesn't love them anymore.
You've Gone Far EnoughHow many times have you tried, just to put me down,You've Gone Far Enough1 month ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The last time I remember, I was underground.
And even then I rose up, just to challenge the greats.
You might be thinking that your wins are all a part of your fate;
But it's not!
You're a little puppet in the game,
And when you try to take me out, you'll be feeling the strain!
I will be breathing down your neck and it's offense;
No nonsense. I am the Word of Chen, execution commence!
And now you're feeling the pressure, I'll make you suffer;
Your words try to cut me, but you're bleeding your brother!
You don't recognize that I'm the one who paved your way;
And now you're crying, sweating bullets, while you kneel and pray-
I don't find you. You're scared! Your soul is bared,
The only thing that makes us different is the fact that I cared!
But it don't matter now boy! You can laugh and smile,
Because the only thing left is to burn you in a Word of Chen style.
- Chennie, 21st October 2014
QuietThe quiet is soothing.Quiet3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The quiet is killing me.
For the love of god,
For the love of god,
Make some noise.
Dear JulietDear Juliet,Dear Juliet2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trust me he's no Romeo,
Not at all.
But, those glances he gives me, and those smiles he shares,
They have the power to make me happy for the rest of the day.
And his deep eyes,
I could get lost in them forever.
He can speak and get me to genuinely respond,
And almost always with a smile.
The faces he pulls,
His outragous jokes and ideas,
Make me laugh all the same.
Little does he know, his smile's got me hooked,
The kind that shows it could never be fake,
The same kind I give him,
But he never seems to notice.
Oh Juliet, What do I do?
The things this boys says,
The way he acts,
And the how he makes me me laugh,
He's definetly no Romeo.
But then again, I'm no Juliet.