I Love Star WarsI Love Star Wars a parody of I Love this bar by Toby KeithI Love Star Wars9 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
We got Wookies
We got Gungans
Bounty hunters and Humans
We got Twileks
We got Bothans
We got green Rodians
And the droids arent allowed in Cantina bars
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love Star Wars
We got Mynok
We got Zabrak
Mon-Calamari and Sarlaac
And we got small Dugs
We got Ewoks
Neimodians and star pilots
And Corellians brag about their battle scars
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love Star Wars
I love Star Wars
It's my kind of film
Just watchin them Jedi fight
Makes me wanna be just like them
It aint too hard
To learn each part
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love Star Wars
I've seen Protocols
We've got Astromechs
Storm Troopers and Imperial stiff-necks
And we got lovers
Like Han and Leia
I've even seen a chick Hutt with Jabba
And they like to drink their Spice from a big ol jar
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love Star Wars
(Yes I do)
Me: I like Star Trek
The life of a grain of sandShores crumble before the stormThe life of a grain of sand3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The grains of sand shipped away
Another beach they'll form
On this shore they won't stay
Far away they will gather
Maybe together, maybe alone
On which shore doesn't matter
Where away they will be blown
The wind takes the grains
Holds them tight, caries far
Blows them upon new planes
Their resting places they are
Buried by kindred sand
A river cuts through
Where now trees stand
The grain moves to the blue
Again they travel in the sea
Caught up in roaring waves
To where they always flee
Before they sink to graves
All together in one pack
Formed into a sandstone
Very tightly they all stack
Into a deep to us unknown
Deep, deep, pressure and hot
The grains now something new
Their old form they forgot
Into a hard stone they grew
Now to the surface they come
Up they go, mountains form
Again they've felt the sun
Slowly they cool to warm
They cool, they warm, they cool
Slowly they come apart
It's the elements that rule
The time for a new start
The river flows, i
Automatic"Darling"Automatic2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In perfect syncopation with
Glass shattering in my bloodstream
Distance and indifference
Bleeding through the wallpaper
As I bend silver hair clips into geometric nonsense
Your fingerprints indelible on my jawline
"I was never"
The taste of ammunition
"Angry at you."
As raw broken bones
Fractured clear through the marrow.
Library of LifeMemories are just a variety of useless sources,Library of Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sadness is just an old and boring book.
Love is a cheap magazine
With a photo of a beauty queen,
But its articles every day a bit destroy me…
I want to burn it all;
I want my library to fall!
I do not want to see the past,
I want to change my fate fast!
Her image must be smashed,
All knowledge about her must turn to ash,
And my heart will never again clash!
Alas, no matter how hard I try,
Even if everything is gone,
She is still there…
Understanding PainWhen everyone chanted your name that dayUnderstanding Pain2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I understood that to your heart I had no way.
You do not want stop by and read the poems I wrote,
You are famous; you do not recognize my existence.
My writings are obscure; they are used to clear a dry throat,
But I continue against all forces my resistance.
I wish someday you would understand this pain.
You stabbed me with your charming looks,
I can no longer live with the wound from your grace,
The love that hit me that day you cannot find in any books!
Only God can your name from my life erase!
If one day you will this cursed piece read,
Know that I still for you burn,
I know you my love will never need,
But who knows, destiny can turn.
You stopped believing in fariesTo the boy who never grew upYou stopped believing in faries2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and parades around in suits,
Make a wish.
You created smiles dusted with magic
and embedded them in my mind.
Pick a place,
In a world within a world
where imagination infects like laughter.
Hold my hand.
We visit one more time
to remember the dreams that once were.
Return home soon
And She Never Looked Backthe moment my imagination took you prisoner;And She Never Looked Back2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I became a slave to my fantasies
& when reality awoke beside me,
I felt the morning butterflies drip
from my eyes,
I can't go on with
the thought of
pretending you're mine.
I've dressed us in
my daydreams many
but the realism
haunts me as I
& time again.
A common thief stole
but you buried my
had my memories
choke me til'
I stayed because
you knew that
thieves will never
steal your tears,
because someone robbed
them of their heart
Armature ScriptureSometimes my left side tells meArmature Scripture2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that I'm coming on too strong
like a tidal wave of too good of intentions
and my right side wishes that these
waves would do nothing more but turn
into roses or maybe
or things like romance that float singly
in the air and travel to your lips,
slip into your mouth
fall down your throat
and reside in your lungs
only to be evicted when you decide
to let it all draw out in one long
But be careful what you sigh for
because you could easily float away
and I'm just at a love letter's length
waiting at your door step
with a paper and two pens
just in case one runs out of ink,
so take these words and eat them;
I really am willing to write forever
if it meant you would
to taste every single word
for I am nothing but a poet
and soon you'll have met another
but touch me while I'm here
and I'll stay
I'll ask why
this is why I write
to transcend the syllables,
and the similes like metaphoric smiles
Stain RemovalResilient and strong,Stain Removal2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the stubborn
Stain on the wall.
There's not much to do.
In a dome of fire,
The cinder and brick
But still I remain
Upon the fallen rubble,
What did I do?
I will never leave you,
This chemistry inseparable.
To amputate me
Would blister you
I am the stubborn stain
You wish me away
But still I remain,
Beneath your collapsed chest,
A friendly stain.
Beating your unconscious heart.
So what did I do?
Under Arrest For Heart TheftHe'll never hear the misery I hold back &Under Arrest For Heart Theft2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The guilt staining my eyes will
be the dirty little secret
I don't want to hide.
Will he ever realize that I'm drowning
in lust for him?
But I love how I can pretend
I'm just fine,
That this smile can never shatter
because its already stuck to the ground.
Captain Hook has me captured for you
& at last your nicotine lips swim across my
desires, tasting the lies I told to have you.
My heart beat plays hide & seek with us
The thought of you unveiling my obsession
makes stammer it like a machine gun
That mischievous smirk of yours makes
my mind erotically infused.
You, just you make me hate myself for
breathing ,kissing your malnourished
grins in concealed places.
It's sad how I can't be there to kill
& this nightmare finally
But we'll meet in hell where -
not even me will want you.
Why you shouldn't love a poet.We are strange, fickle things.Why you shouldn't love a poet.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our heads contain traffic jams of jumbled up words and mismatched phrases.
Sometimes when it rains we just can't help but stop and stare,
At the millions of forgotten wishes falling down to earth.
They hit the ground with a solid sound,
And we flinch and cringe with all of them.
Our emotions cloud our judgement all too often.
We spend our days and dreams staring at the stars,
Praying to whatever lives above the clouds,
That one day we can catch them in our eyes.
We are flawed.
We are the antithesis to every story.
We are strange, fickle things.
HandsMy hands are small and shakey,Hands2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but the callouses on my palms
tell of strength beyond vision.
have carried broken souls,
all while building walls around my own.
Stones with jagged edges
scarred theses hands.
Little rough looking scars
that burn on contact.
But resentment does not lie in my heart for them.
These little lines of flesh,
show I survived.
These scars are trophies of triumph.
Like tattoos, my hands show where I've been.
When you look at these little hands of mine
do not scrutinize the long, slender fingers
or the way they shake
and the joints pop.
When my palm clasps yours,
feel the callouses.
When my hands are up in surrender,
see the scars.
RumoursInk in his arteries,Rumours2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Printed fictions on his tongue in bitter tastebud braile
He thought he could outrun the echoes
But words have wings and whispers carry
Lies travel at the speed of sound.
A world of words collapses quickly.
Not a writer, just a liar
His house of pages is on fire.
He talks in tongues, twisted, tied,
Tying nooses tighter when he tries to talk.
He talks and talks and talks in circles,
Eventually word gets around.
AbyssI contemplate the things I see,Abyss2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
walking round this world today.
There's so much killing, lying and strife,
I wonder how we'll live another day.
I walk to the park,
and sit right down.
I contemplate this world,
as I watch this town.
And the darkness that lies in us all.
Until the definite fall
Of all hope and love
The ‘creator of all’
Think of it, he is not above
You shall walk past the day
Your smile gone
Clouded with dismay
What world is there to live on?
But I want to see the good
the purity in this life.
I do not want to only know
the killing, dying, pain and strife.
Surely there is good,
I know that to be so.
I have faith that there is a place
above, when we die, we'll go.
Also I believe that there is hell,
for if there is heaven there must be.
Then I realize, there's no one else around,
I am only there, just me.
So who am I talking to?
To the darkness inside you
The creeping doubt in the backs of all our minds
Pathetic to be true
Forever longing for love, defined
descent idescent2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
used to know a girl who wanted nothing more than to fly
but, she would always look down
ankles shackled to the ground.
shoulders weighed down with
fingers too stiff to bend into a fist that could hold on to anything other than the inky
black pen from which silhouettes of crows would flood the pages,
but we all know
how clumsily crows fly.
see, her pen would relentlessly trace crows.
endlessly sketched them in twisted figures,
no matter how many times she would sit and beg it-
but that black ink always turned into sludged venom biting at her fingertips and crawling up
her hands as if it were bridge
and she would cry, 'I just don’t understand
it’s as if
my body will not listen
i am not the one in control
and though i may reside within this prison
this body does not feel like home’
only no one heard her whisper
so she w
VoicesYou've got my voice,Voices3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where I am it's cold,
Cold, cold, bloody cold,
Every digit frozen
Huddled in this lack of shelter.
You're not too bad of course,
Yes I'm only guessing
(But I know for a fact you have more blankets than me right now)
And you've got my voice.
I've got yours,
Speaking in my ear about
But that's not what matters.
What matters is not what is being said
But the fact that you took the call
And kept on it.
Kept me on the phone
Keeping me alive.
CannibalsHeartless,Cannibals2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As they devour
Each and every
Hopes and dreams.
Of what you
They are those
Live in vulnerable
My Path to MadnessI broke my dreams, all over they are scattered!My Path to Madness2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
With their presence no one they have ever flattered.
Life is something given to us without our permission,
I have never understood on this planet my mission.
I remember the time when I was burning with ambition,
But I failed and dropped out from all competitions.
I wish no one was born on that February day in 1997,
Maybe my life would have been close to heaven,
I want to rewind the clock back to the dark 2011.
Yes, there were hard times, but at least love did not burn me,
Against my well-being it did not turn me.
She is tattooed on my mind by cupid himself,
Because of her slowly I am losing myself.
The end really came for me that winter in 2012!
Yes, she did help me come out of an old shelf,
But what was next she never told me,
I am facing destiny with no one to hold me.
I am just a soul wandering in empty space,
I cannot see the way I am going; I am blinded by her grace.
I am guided by the illusions of her face.
This is called madness an
FlyingHear me read it!Flying2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A poem emerges,
a sudden and dazzling spark
blistering the sky with its trail.
It is a paper aeroplane
aflame as it enters your atmosphere.
It begins to burn, to rage -
The lette rs peel of f
a nd d is per s e wi ldly.
These fragments of my words,
my thoughts and hopes;
burn in the nightscape.
They are the stars.
SilenceQuietSilence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is nothing that we can tell each other
We just stand there
staring at each other
We wonder what had happened
We used to have so much to say
we had so much to laugh
but now there is just silence
and we turn around and
...in different directions
Hoping that we'll never meet again
Everything seem said
and it's over, we're done with it
Double NegativeI have never loved you.Double Negative2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I did not love you from that misty
September morning when we met.
I did not love you the first moment
I gazed into those saccharine eyes.
I have never, in fact, loved the roughness
in your soft voice when it says my name.
I have never loved the look on your face
when you smile over your bagel at me.
I don't love the cocoa streaked in your hair
or the way it ruffles its feathers upright
when you fall from your warm bed-nest,
half asleep, vulnerable and shy in the morning.
I do not love you.
I did not love you in that very moment
when your breath snagged against my lip
as it finally brushed yours - no, I did not.
I did not love you the first, second, or last time.
Listen to me carefully, my sweet -
I have never loved you, I will never love you.
I will not love you until my very last breath
and the absences of breath beyond that.
I will never love you for all that makes you
the warm, compassionate fighter in my corner.
I won't accept you for all your innocen
What is love?What is love?What is love?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is it something beyond our grasp
Just as a crafty dove?
Or is it something more,
That reaches into our very core?
Is it the only thing that can give us hope
And gives us the strength not to mope
Or is it something that is oh so fake,
That it can cause us to break?
Maybe it’s a double- edged sword
That can be either good or bad
Depending on who holds the key to our precious cord?
What is love?
hypocritical kiss she wondered if she was a masochist forhypocritical kiss2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
loving this boy who obviously
had better things to do like
he sat in his bedroom with a bottle of
advil and wondered
if he should swallow the entire thing
because hatred breeds hatred-
ever since he was bullied in seventh grade
he'd hated himself, he told
her. he'd figured
since they hated him he ought to hate himself.
sometimes he wished things
had turned out differently and
he and the girl could live
happily ever after.
she wondered if he'd be dead
in the morning
if he was dead right now
so she texted him and told him everything.
he wondered how long the girl
had been a masochist
because anyone who runs a blade
down her hip repeatedly
she knew she needed help
but hearing it from her suicidal boyfriend