Ride in the rainI love to ride in the rain,Ride in the rain4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On my bicycle with greasy chain,
It's a feeling I cannot explain,
Ride on my bike in the rain.
Though the rain floods the street,
The muddy roads are not very neat.
Again, there is the wind to defeat,
It can also cram my feet.
Yet the rain is quite a treat,
It is better than the scorching heat.
The rain cools me down,
Though, I may look like a clown,
It doesn't bring me down,
Cause I love to be the rain soaked clown.
It is like a toiling break,
Often makes me shiver and shake,
Sometimes my health is at stake,
Yet I love to take this break.
I ride on my bike in the rain,
You may think, I am insane,
It is a feeling I cannot explain,
The joy of riding in the rain.
Enter MeEnter Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Enter me at your own risk
While I slide my fingers over your disk
I'll kiss slowly down your neck
As you give my shoulders a peck
Just remember there is no way back
Enter me slowly as our bodies smack
Do not stop but go, go, go as you fingers move down low
For if you move real fast, I will move real slow
Enter me now if you wish
For I will eat off you like a dish
Thus was the night before Soul Eater Christmas...Thus was the night before Christmas,Thus was the night before Soul Eater Christmas...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And all through the house,
Black*Star was yelling,
Disturbing the mouse!
Tsubaki tried all she could.
She gave him a toy,
Even made him a food dish,
But nothing could silence the young boy!
It woke up the partners Soul and Maka.
Maka was the first to try.
But even with a book to his head,
He just passed it by!
Soul tried next.
With his scythe right arm,
He gave the boy a blow to the head,
And he suffered quite a bit of harm.
None the less,
Black*Star continued to yell,
About how Santa wasn't going to come,
Then he stopped when he heard a bell.
In came the jolly man,
Through the door with his big sack,
He told Black*Star to go back to sleep,
Or he wouldn't get his video game pack.
So the boy went to bed,
And all went back to silence at last.
Tired Soul, Maka, and Tsubaki looked at Santa,
Wondering how he was there so fast!
With a red cheeked grin,
Saint Nick pulled down his beard,
And with his hat falling off,
Death The Kid appeared!
Who are you?Who are you?Who are you?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you know how to answer that?
I know I am me.
And nothing more.
Are you kind?
Are you brave?
Are you strong?
Are you noble?
Are you greedy?
Are you a coward?
Are you weak?
Are you selfish?
How do you answer to this?
To be claimed as one of these.
I have been called one.
But not all.
I may not be strong,
but I do what I can.
I may not be selfish,
but I can see the noble.
Can you answer me this?
This one small question.
That no one thinks of themselves,
yet they ask this many times.
Who are you.....
Wait for meWait for me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You pulled my body to yours
Your lips taste like June
And your skin like summer rain
Wait for me,and I'll come-soon.
I want to know your dreams.
The ones on the inside of your eyelids
Those wrapped into the smell of my lashes
And the purple dust I'll always need.
I live for the touch of your fingers.
Then,our bodies start to burn.
I need you close,so close.
Wait for me,and I'll return.
Don't let the snow take our love.
Without your love,there is no me.
Cause I have no ordinary lucks.
And I have no ordinary sins.
You should know I'll always be there.
We left marks on each other's skin.
For us,there is no end.
I'll stand beside you when you leave.
For YouCome rain, do come shineFor You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One day, you shall be mine
And the hurt and tears
Shall turn to smiles and cheers
Let me be your strength
Let me be your shoulder
To keep your pain away, at an arms length
As we grow older
My heart, for you, my love
Give me yours
Safe keeping's my middle name, little dove
It's no chore
I shall keep it hidden and locked away
Just promise you won't take it back someday
My Love to be...
FreakFreak3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Are seen as abominations among humanity
I'm a another stereotype labeled by society
Even though I'm trying my best to just be me
I may not walk the same
But I still have my own path
I have my own footsteps to make
And my own happiness to grasp
You see me how you want to
I am who I am
You have your own narrow point of view
But I am just another human
So many words to be said / So much hate to be meant
Lash out towards the difference / Guilt trip my already-clouded conscience
I am not the one who is typical
I choose to look a different way
You need to look in the mirror
And ask what does a dictator always say?
I don't want to be like anyone else
Divide the bland similarities in between
I need not your help to be myself
Separate the judgments from belief
Will finally see
That I'm not a freak
I'm just unique
A Colourful NightA Colourful Night2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Colourful Night
He was there,
Rain didn't stop him,
Looking at the cafe's door,
Thinking of her.
After hours of walking,
He was there,
At the same time,
If She's inside.
He was thinking of her
All these nights.
He was there,
Rain didn't stop him,
Looking at the cafe's door.
A car was strangely parked
In front of the door,
Like it was blocking the entrance,
Like a barrier he should overcome...
Her face was clear in his mind
And every time
He was thinking
Of that unique night,
His mind, his heart,
Was filled with colours;
He was there,
Rain didn't stop him,
Looking at the cafe's door,
Thinking of her,
If he could live again
A Colourful Night.
SimplicitySimply sittingSimplicity3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I collect pieces of my emotions
I throw them like dice
To see where they will go
With no purpose to exist
I am naked in this mist
And all around is free of me
And the void lurks in
And pours itself into my brain
It evaporates my skin
It envelops my body
When there is nothing to loose
And there is nowhere to go to
I am simply sitting
I am letting it all be
You have a choice.Life. Full of laughter, full of smiles.You have a choice.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Full of love and happiness.
Life. Full of tears, full of bruises.
Choose a path. Ashes or rose petals?
Black or blue eyes.
Loud or soft cries.
Cherish the smiles.
Wipe away the tears.
Because life is too short, to be living in fear.
MistakeTrust is such a delicate thing,Mistake3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like a new bud,
Bursting out of the snow,
Fragile and easily broken.
The winter's wind taunting it so,
The snow about it threatening to encase it within its icy grip,
The bud holds on.
Till the sun's warm rays vanish,
The warmth that gave the bud such shelter and strength,
Ripped away from it,
Leaving it with no hope.
The frozen fingers within the snow reach,
Surrounding the new born bud within its tomb,
And with one flick,
It could break within a million frozen pieces that cannot be mended.
I give you this image to depict how easily trust can be born,
And how it can be shattered.
Take care of the trust you have,
And that is given to you.
You may give it to the wrong person,
Who holds your trust within their own icy grip,
Taunting it with mockery,
And letting it slip through their fingers,
Shattering that fragile part of you.
When we trust,
We are making ourselves vulnerable to someone,
It takes a strong and good person to appreciat
Future YouI would like you to meet someone.Future You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Say hello to
Smiles and laughs.
They are healthy
In love and joy.
Can take on the world,
Sings along to every song,
Is right where they belong;
They just wish that
You knew it would be okay.
Has so much to say,
About how they got
To be this way;
But the main thing is
‘Thank you’ for
Day after day.
Has a life,
And they say;
Everything will be
Can I Call You Tonight?Would it be alright if I called you sometime tonight?Can I Call You Tonight?1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Had an appointment with Apathy but it didn't show
A date with a Cynic's left me feeling overly exposed
to the elements and now I'm just not feeling alright
Please, won't you rescue me
Help calm this punishing sea
The mental storm raging inside of me
Because I can't figure another way out
Without cutting the words completely out
To explain how the unraveling came about
The terror within night creeps up way too fast
as I try to shelter a heart made of stained glass
The minutes crawl by slowly and all I can do is stare
Hoping the shapes behind my eyelids won't reappear
I ought to send another distress signal up sky high
To encourage hate and love to draw up a compromise
Please, won't you evacuate me
From this lonesome island of one
And protect me from the glare of the sun
Because I can't figure any other way out
Without ripping the words completely out
And say why the ghosts still hover about
I'd like to quell this chronic fear's abili
Trip MeTrip meTrip Me1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And make me fall
I don't want
Just a little push
I want to be shoved
Off a cliff, a mountain, a plane
And fall forever and ever
Never to stop falling.
No, I don't
Don't you even
Because if you do
I will hate you
So just let me live falling.
We can fall
Together if you'd like
But I hope
That no matter
What you do
I will continue to plummet
Down into Hell
But I don't mind.
I see you toeing the line
Yet there is someone with you
From all the way down here
I can't tell who they are
It does not matter
Just that they are asking you
To fall with them.
I see hesitation in
Will you jump with them
Or come fall with me
Because like I mentioned
I will forever fall no matter what
It is all up to you.
I can see you leaving
To jump with them
Before you go
Just know that I will never climb back up
Because you just had to trip me
And make me fall in love.
An Actual HomophobeAn actual phobia is a fear,An Actual Homophobe1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
not a hate.
So hopefully this story will illustrate,
the difference between hate, so than you will know,
what it truly means to be a “homophobe”
I'll use an example that doesn't relate,
my mother was traumatized at the tender age of eight,
when she watched a movie adorned with spiders,
now today she cannot stand to have one beside her.
Now back to the point, so we don't lose track.
I'll speak of boy who was the center of an irrational attack.
Where the act that was committed went unreported,
because to tell of what happened meant his pride would be aborted.
The reasoning is irrational, and some may say stupid,
but ever since that day, the boy grew putrid
towards men who advanced onto other men,
because he could never forget what happened when,
he was forced to commit to a brutal act,
and from that very day he still bares the scars on his back.
A feeble example, but it holds some truth,
as I would not have utilized it if it were fully untrue.
Ten Tips for the Miserable1. Change your bed sheets.Ten Tips for the Miserable8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You'll find it easier to sleep,
Without letting the stains of
Dried tears seep
Into your dreams.
2. Bake a cake.
Out of handfuls of nothing
Think of a world
The way you want it.
With each wish
4. Drink peppermint tea.
It's really rather refreshing,
Or maybe that's just me.
Sometimes you just have to let
The poison bleed out,
Or else your soul
6. Have a cuddle.
Be it with a teddy,
Or a pillow,
Or a person -
Just squeeze out
All that negative
7. Have a nap.
Let sleep lock away
That voice in your head,
Until it can think of
Something nice to say.
Rub cream into your toes,
The deep black bags under your eyes -
You'll feel like a brand new you.
9. Talk to someone.
Let it all out.
Scream and shout.
It's okay to ask for help.
10. Love yourself.
I know, I
Don't ForgetSomeday:Don't Forget1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Remember that there was perfection
Disguised as chaos and sighs,
And that you made me happy.
Don’t forget my fingers tracing your skin,
Or the way you swore you could see my whole world
Spinning madly in my eyes.
Don’t forget me bleeding,
And don’t forget
How many times it took
To say goodbye.
Being HumanYou could be anybody.Being Human3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everything has a right to live.
But it all is made of the beholder because it can't be made out of something else.
"People are funny toys for me.
I know how to rule them very well".
An ordinary writing for a fifteen-year-old with a spiky bracelet and black lipstick.
"I may be Another..."
"People are grey mass!"
"Vampires, werewolves, wizards, boom, boom, bobobobobooooooommmmmm..."
Being human is not in fashion now.
Of course, every thought creates a new world somewhere away.
The world has very own ideas, but we can't reveal them.
"What did I do that everyone treats me in such a way?!
I am too soft, I forgive everyone!
I must be stronger than them!"
Being stronger not obligatory means being stubborn and deaf.
Changing the world doesn't mean alien invasions or that.
See it yourself and forgive.
Forgiving is so simple and so hard.
But - simply do it.
It will mean you're a human.
Not a machine made for creating its twins.
"He wanted to be alive?! He didn't
HauntedI see her there withHaunted1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Coal dust carved
Into the icy skin
Under her eyes,
And on her lips
Dance a chorus
Of bitter lies.
A skeletal hand of smoke
Claws at my neck
Until I bleed;
She tells me that the pain
Is just what I need.
And her blood
Zooms in her veins
Like speeding cars.
She looks at me
At what I am.
She’s a snake,
In the guise
Of a lamb.
‘What happened to us?’
Of what I used to be.
‘I may be you,
But you are not me.’
The sun comes up:
Yesterday is gone
But see it this way;
The past is part of the future
But the future isn’t the past.
You choose which bits go,
You choose which bits last.
SexismBoys will be boysSexism4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Girls shall be ladies
Boys romp and play
make mud pies and fight
Girls have tea-parties
dress up and act like grown-ups
we chuckle when boys return
covered head to toe in mud
we scold when a girl returns
with a grass stain on her clothes
Boys shout and holler
Girls wait and listen
'Lower your voice girl,'
they say when she squeals
'Is it because I'm a girl?'
she asks quietly
They lie respond with 'no,
its just what is proper'
Then why aren't boys
silenced when they scream
Girls have voices too!
We are they the silenced ones?
On WritingWrite for todayOn Writing1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And like it’s all
That’ll be left of you
Never write for popularity.
Write with clarity, but
‘Don’t make everything said’.
Write a million things;
An ode to the voice
Inside your head,
An elegy for the living,
A carpe diem for the dead.
Write to tell
To just keep
They’ll find a way out.
Don’t write for approval,
That way misery lies.
Poetry can’t be judged,
Not properly –
Write for yourself;
Doesn’t matter if it’s
Good enough for
You’ll never be Shakespeare.
But he’d never
Have been you;
Pour your heart into it,
That’s the best
That you can do.