When I had You
I remember there was a time,
When I thought I had committed a crime.
I remember feeling my mind wonder,
As the first idea of you went through me like thunder.
First all I could feel was a hollow fear,
Then came the first happy tear.
My little baby nestled within me,
I just thought of how it would be.
A warm little someone to love and protect,
This little person I would never regret.
A son or a daughter,
Would be my joy and laughter.
I didn't care if they threw me out,
This child was mine without a doubt.
I would sit awake for hours,
Thinking of the blessed powers.
How wonderful it was to have you!
Being absolutely steadfast and true!
And my love was unconditional,
There was no want for anything additional.
When I told your father,
He wasn't thrilled that I was going to be a mother.
He was scared,
He worried how this was to be shared.
In a rush of emotion,
I threatened to keep you from his devotion.
My little miracle from heaven's beauty,
He was such a calamity.
He wasn't worthy of seei
The Story of Girls and BoysSee that girl?The Story of Girls and Boys3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She made him smile on his worst days,
She stayed up to talk to him every night.
He made mistakes but she forgave him always,
He ignored her - he knew that wasn't right.
He didn't care, took her love for granted;
He expected her to always just be there.
She liked him but she wasn't what he wanted,
He dated other girls, she tried not to care.
Finally, she left, didn't want to wait forever
She found a better guy who liked her too.
This guy saw her potential, he adored her;
His intentions with her were honest and true.
Seeing them together made him realize something:
Without her, he was stuck in a lonely world.
All he had left was the memory of her leaving,
He had lost out on one amazing, special girl.
April 24I've got hooks in my backApril 243 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And screws in my spine
With rods up and down
Just to keep myself aligned
The scar on my back
Goes on for miles
It won't disappear
It's the proof of my trials
No matter how far I run
Or where I try to hide
Therein lies a truth
That I could never deny
Is the perpetual date
And I cannot escape
This indefinite fate
i was kissed by color before i was borni have a thing for butterflies -i was kissed by color before i was born3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they were tattooed across my skin
when i left my mother's womb.
they rest between my ribs
and the hollow of my throat
i was kissed with colors before i was born.
you were kissed by h a p p i n e s s
and embraced by Eden -
so you could find refuge
in the color under my skin.
instead of a heart,
my blood beats with butterfly wings.
and they glow when i smile
or when my cheeks forget to blush.
in the place of the heart the butterflies took away.
so your smile-stained lips,
and my butterfly-tattooed skin
met under despair
when it was well
and every time you tell
anyone that i'm yours
the spaces between my ribs g l o w
with the timid smiles
Sinful loversSinful lovers3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This beautiful sin, yet untold to the world.This beautiful sin, yet untold to the world.
Thus my heart begins to beat, like a crazy madman..
I watched with sinful eyes, as she crossed the road of destiny.
Ending up on the wrong side.
The side with me.
I fear for her own happiness, I cannot provide her with things they could.
I can only try.
Why must this sin feel so good?
They tossed us out, our fear and pain thrown onto the street.
Tossed into bags, we ran.
That taxi night spent close, watching our happy memories fade away.
We ran, into the future.
Chasing after a place where acceptance existed.
All I wish, is for a kiss.
This night may be our end, because they are chasing us down.
Trying to make us repent.
I will never give up, your location.
My love, our sins are beautiful.
Have yet to love a full life.
On Love and the Broken HeartedDeep into her eyes, he looksOn Love and the Broken Hearted3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Deep into her soul
Holds her warm heart in his hands
His stands firm and cold
Sleeping in his arms, she lies
Gentle as a lamb
Dreams a future with her love
Destined to be damned
Deceit, hungry in his eyes
Words and actions play
Lustful vision staring down
Where his beauty lay
Turning cheek, she breathes a sigh
Jolts his fantasy
Smiling, turns her head once more
Never will she leave
Lips of sugar slightly part
Delicate and sweet
Bitter is his selfish smile
Kiss he longs to meet
Wakened now, she sees his face
Falsified by love
Angel like does this fox seem
She is not enough
He is not looking for love
He's not after her
Her display, the only thing
Heightening his thirst
Her mouth shapes words; "I love you"
"I love you too", he says
But secretly, he's waiting
Wanting her, a sin
"Come and let us lay tonight"
Face and smile fall
Heart is shaken and surprised
This request is all
Nothing more she's wanted for
Just a pretty face
To use for the time being
Never Back DownYou stitched my lips todayNever Back Down3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I could not speak
I sliced my slender throat
So I could still breathe
Dowsed acid in my eyes
So I could not see
But I reached out to touch her
She in turn touched me
You cut my ears today
I hear no birds sing
Or an infant's laughter
And the joy that brings
You bound my wrists and hands
Now they are red raw
I should blindly stumble
But still I stand tall
You sliced my fingertips
I can't feel her skin
The softness of her hair
The barrel of my pen
You broke my legs in two
Now I cannot walk
Nor can I see or hear
Feel or talk
You did all of these things
To keep me quiet
Yet the passion that stirs
Is as loud as a riot
Listen for the silence
That comes before the sound
Now feel for my touch
As I will never back down
I Love You For ThatTalking to youI Love You For That3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is safe and its sweet.
It's innocent and free.
And I love you for that.
Looking at you
gives me shortness of breath.
Makes my heart beat fast.
And I want you for that.
Being near you
makes me nervous and scared
I love your scent and aura.
And I'll always be with you for that.
Hearing your voice
fills my ears with joy
eases my heart and my mind
And I could never leave you for that.
You've destroyed my world
You've rebuilt it though
to somthing more beautiful
and I love you for that.
SHUSH!SHUSH!3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Don't say anything you'll regret.
Don't let anyone take offense.
Censor yourself, stay off the fence.
Its either one side or the other.
Will you stay quiet?
Or dare mutter?
You'll get murdered if you speak it.
Don't take that lightly cause they mean it.
Oh, they will kill you.
They'd kill me too if I were you,
But they won't cause I don't speak.
I try not to even think.
I've long since killed my urges for such things-
I want to breathe!
I want to breathe!
I've heard they'll drown you in the river.
Set that bow into its quiver,
And let it fly into your sternum like a skewer,
Like a rotisserie.
Its so scary.
So please don't say the things you do.
Or they'll find out, and come for you.
Then I will cry...
Because you didn't have to die.
Because you decided to live your life with opened eyes.
You should've shushed!
Stand aloneA girl stands,Stand alone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Alone and weak
As insults rain down
Across her rosy cheeks
Staining once pure skin
Is a knife to her heart.
Just kill yourself
No one would care
Silently she moves
Their taunting words
Haunting her every move
Where are you going?
Oh wait it doesn't matter
No one would love a bitch like you.
When she gets home,
Her mother doesn't ask
How she is
She goes to her room,
Cries more than she ever has before
And wishes for her life to end
As she falls asleep
She prays for some escape
From her personal hell.
Then she awakens the next day
To begin it all over again
Who would ever love a girl like her?
AcheIt was an old ache -Ache3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a rough reminder
she was not perfect,
a notch in his backbone
that creased his shirt
when he moved the wrong way.
There was a certain charm
about her face
and he liked how she could climb
when she had to
and how her spine lined up
with his bookcase.
(But he wondered why
bled into his flaws)
Still, he had to admit
lean across a table
with a grace
that bordered on
and he could learn to believe
just a dying art.
DancingHe pulls me by the handDancing4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into the middle of the dance floor,
Only it isn't so much a dance floor as
One flailing, grinding mass of humanity
Through the thick, hormone-clogged air I think
(I seem to be the only one still thinking)
"Is this why I can't fall in love
With you, with any of you?
Is it as simple as the fact that
No one can waltz anymore?"
the noblest of crimesi have a mentalthe noblest of crimes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
list of songs
that i would kill
and with each song there is a-
how, a where, a when, and a why.
the most recent horror i inflict
upon myself in this shitty second-rate
cinema of an imagination is cushioned by
What a Wonderful World,
and i'm sitting in my car on the blue ridge
parkway completely stoned, my mother's handgun
on the passenger seat
mama bought it to keep the devils away
little did she know it would incur them through my own hand,
and Louis Armstrong lays heaven delicately on my ears-
the absolute purest knowledge in the world
is the Beauty of it-
and even at that moment, i do not deny it-
i am not a fallen solider, nor a coward
or a thief,
i am a creature rattling the bars
of her cage, i am the sparrow rising above the
fog to settle
things that occur to meI could stop the car. I could imagine you haven't yet departed. I could call you and ask when you'll be home, and should I just go in, and did you get that laundry done because I can finish it if not. You haven't been gone so long; maybe I wouldn't even notice what was missing.things that occur to me3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I could step inside. I could imagine you haven't yet departed. I could excavate the spare key and ease open the door and breathe the familiar smell of mold, of rotting, beautiful old house. The hallways would be mine to roam; I might be a mischievous child again and pawing through your belongings while you're out grocery shopping.
I could find a bed. I could imagine you haven't yet departed. I could fall into the bed and instantly fall asleep and I could wake up in a parallel universe, the kind where only one thing is different. You'd be there when I wake up; you'd be making breakfast or reading a book but most importantly you'd be there, which is a much better place than where you are in this universe.
Everyone Can Be BrokenHow completely your life can changeEveryone Can Be Broken2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Until who you were seems like a story -
Some twistedly unhappy fairytale.
There are truly good people in the world
But it's my belief that everyone can be broken
And the sickness in me wants to prove it -
Leave no one unscarred
Perhaps people so rarely ask for help because they forget they need it.
You've been in this room a hundred times
But do you know how many bars there are on the windows?
How many times have you cried
With no one watching?
About as many times as you've stared at your palm
And wondered if your future is really written on it.
Love is...Love is the smile on your face when you hear their nameLove is...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's the beat your heart skips when they say yours aloud
It's the tear in your eye when you won't see them till tomorrow
Love is a train of white sliding down an aisle of flower petals
It's the raising of a veil; the only thing separating you and your dearest
It's the cheers of the kiss when two become one
Love is snapping at each other after a long, hard day
It's raising your voices just enough to upset one another
It's curling up in bed together and spending the night in each other's arms
Love is the first cry of the start of a new life
It's a newborn sleeping soundly in the arms of those that love it
It's the unspoken promise to keep the child safe from harm and raised with love
Love is the smile on your face when they remember your name for the first time in months
It's the beat your heart skips when you realize it was their last word
It's the tear in your eye when you realize you won't get to see them tomorrow
GravityNot every man can prove their weight, their worth.Gravity2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
With dreams of wings I am forced to walk.
I wish to become the challenger of my own gravity,
To rise so much higher than fate will allow.
A wall of fate; nothing satisfies.
Just because I defy you, doesn't make me wrong.
The size of my deed will reflect my ego,
Project myself, I must become exactly what I want.
So gravity, I challenge you to keep me down,
I defy you to crush my wings!
In defiance I scream at my fate;
"I'll gain my wings and you'll keep your weight!"
These words, this loveThese words won't mean much;These words, this love4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Probably not to you,
Probably not to him
But that's not what matters.
These words are for me and my broken heart.
Not for you.
Not for the satisfaction of some stupid society.
Not for something important like this worlds constant hate and discrimination.
These words are for me.
To let out these raw emotions buzzing through my head like bees in a beehive.
This poem is for me.
And what he did to me and my already broken heart.
These words are for me.
Every time I see him, all I ever think is:
"I miss you."
"I love you."
"I miss you."
"I love you."
"Get these damn thoughts oughta my head!" My heart screams.
But I can't.
It's my hearts fault for making me think these things.
Because that's how it feels.
And still in love with him.
You'd think by now I'd be over it, right?
When I see his face my heart beats at the speed of light.
My smile lights up brighter than the sun.
My soul feels complete
Like it's found the
Sunday MorningSilence,Sunday Morning4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it is the wind tapping his nearby window.
I feel the rustle of the sheets,
warm body heat dancing on my thighs.
The alarm won't sound for another hour.
late starts are our sunday ritual.
Roll back over,
enveloped in your scent.
Would be my favourite moment,
if not for the ones made before we fell asleep.
we don't need to speak in raspy morning tones.
skin to skin never felt so routine.
If pillows could talk,
I know they'd say the dirtiest things.
Love is this and this is love.
Late starts are our sunday ritual.
Do You Remember When...There are images, moving pictures that repeat like the dvd menu left alone to play on a loop by two people who far from forgot, but just chose to let it go on and on and on. And they play in snippets captured by unforgettable details imprinted permanently in the space God left for her to etch these memories, the space he can get her to open whenever he ask "Do you remember when..." And of course she does. And so does he. But the story isn't the same unless its coming from the pages she harbors in her, stories weaved expertly and instinctively by her tongue, every little thing that could be forgotten recorded eternally remembered. "Do you remember when..." "Yes. Do you?" "Well... me and my memory... would you mind refreshing it?" He remembers it all. He just wants to hear it from her and be, as always, brought back to that spot time saved so clearly as if he where there again, as only she can illustrate. How can she say no to those eyes. Yes. I remember when.....Do You Remember When...2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Do you remember I love sunflowDo you rememer I love sunflowers?Do you remember I love sunflow4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Laying late in my bed
And waking up to your kisses
Do you remember I like staying up late
And thinking how it would be being in your arms
Feeling your skin under tips of my fingers
And smell of your hair when you come close
Even now I stand up alone
Imagining how it would be
How it would feel
I wonder does it echo
When I would feel it
Or maybe it just fades away
Is it intense
Or just plain painfull
Wonder is it warm
Or does it feel like a cold water
Is it sweet?
I want to wait
I want to sense
Finally and fully
Utterly and completely
Fear. I am always afraid of nothing ever working out.Fear.2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Terrified of bad things going even worse.
Petrified that I will end up nothing.
Scared everything will go wrong.
Life collapsing down suddenly.
Everything becoming nothing.
Nothing being well.
LightlessI never know what to write aboutLightless2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The outcome, I usually despise
I feel hopeless until it hits me
This metaphorical orb of light
This light, filled with ideas
Ideas, showing me the way
The way into that feeling
The feeling of being hopeful once again
Sadly, that light wishes
Never to come around
For some time now,
That orb hasn't been about.
Now, surrounded by darkness,
I'm forced to write alone
Alone with no light
To guide me where to go.
Icarus thought patternsMy second piece is to point out and see Humanity's power and this is what i came up with:Icarus thought patterns2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Some of us seem incapable of real individual thought, but the majority of people i have encountered (Especially my own generation and those younger than me) Have shown great powers in being able to absorb ideas and improve on them, we are advancing at a continually faster rate.
It seems a common trait of the older generation to be stuck in ways of thinking I *consider* ignorant and unchangeable, yet we are still progressing and opening up more and more of our minds daily. It seems nature is too slow for our brain, so we are going into genetics to control our own fate and evolution.
There aren't groups around the world and philosophies based on transhumanism for no reason. We as a race want to step over humanity and be the next step. Although I agree with the vast majority in part, most of us are of very limited intelligence. If anything that spurs me on harder. We never looked at the stars and sai
The NetherThe NetherThe Nether3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I saw the life I would have lived
Had you and I stayed together
And all I'm left with is relief
I just escaped the Nether
I had originally once believed
That I'd been done a diservice
And the thought of living life alone
Had made me more than nervous
Not only did you take my heart
But you seemed to have claimed another
He who I once thought a friend
Became instead, a lover.
But lest this rhyme be full of woe
I shall tell you why I smile
Yet I advise to take a seat
This telling takes a while
There were once a pair of people
Who were perhaps the most in love
That the lone souls can strive to be
A whole made out of halves
And I shall tell you, we were in love
Of such things, one cannot lie
And perhaps, in some dark crevace
Such things just cannot die.
However real our love once was
All things, in time, they fade away
No Romeo, nor Juliet
Just a few things left to say
Fast foward to the modern day
And our love given it's own chance
Falls, stumbles off its own feet