AzathothQuiet horror,Azathoth4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cosmic mind older than the earth,
A vestige of ancient madness
Seething through the cracks of space,
Amorphous blasphemy bubbling and frothing
In the silence outside darkness,
Immortal chaos, the harbinger of dissolution
His existence trembles with lust and death.
Entropy fills his belly
And he vomits forth the end.
Madness and violence fill the universe
And the end times are finally upon us.
After all is settled and done,
Azathoth sated and the crawling chaos abated,
Silence reigns again
And the circle begins anew.
UntiltedListen close,Untilted5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you hear it?
That faint sound,
Of shattering glass.
It's breaking apart,
It might just be my heart.
Get the tape,
Grab the glue.
We can fix this,
Maybe, just maybe.
Take a deep breathe,
Get it under control.
It's not the end,
Get it together.
The dawn is coming,
A new day is here.
Hold your breathe,
And take a flying leap.
CompleteI treasure books; you never study.Complete5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I hate much noise; you love to party.
I stop to think; you're quick to act,
And never ponder or regret.
I play it safe, you live to gamble.
With risk and luck your days are tangled.
I'm down-to-earth; you float on dreams,
Dismissing life's "prosaic" scenes.
I'm serious; you thrive on humor:
What I call failure, you call "bloomer."
We're opposites, like tart and sweet.
That's why, with you, I am complete.
FeelingsSadness is the smile that doesn't reach my eyes.Feelings5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Is the tears I try to hold back day by day.
Is the secrets I repress from the public.
Is the feelings that I try to keep locked away so no one can hurt them again.
Sadness is when I've just had enough.
When I feel hatred in my heart.
When I want to give up.
When I hide my sadness from every one, even my own parents.
Your happiness is probably when you see me so torn up over this.
Is probably when you think about my reactions.
When you probably when you see through my happy mask.
My old happiness was when we were all friends.
When we hung out all the time.
Told joke that only our friends got.
When we talked about all the stuff we hated and liked.
My new happiness is when I think of all that I do have.
When I talk to my real friends about my problems and they help.
When I hang out with friends.
When my family supports me.
What I've found inside myself is not a new person, but a new out look on life.
I've found new cou
StrangerI have that feeling.Stranger5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The one you get when you get in the shower,
when the water is so hot it's cold.
It's washing across my skin,
Almost as if it's turning me into stone.
I'm thinking those thoughts,
The kind you don't want just anybody to hear.
But they seem to be slipping out from my lips.
My words have these syllables and pitches.
Why am I telling them to you?
Your the last person I want to know,
But I feel more comfortable with that,
I like how you can worry and let me know.
Yet, I don't know you.
So it doesn't bother me at all.
Sometimes I like telling a stranger my story
Look where it has taken me,
But now I'm with you...
I'm afraid if you leave me,
I'll be left breaking.
That will be the end of my story.
AloneCold and sharpAlone4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My thoughts pierce my head
Ruthless and relentless
Voices of the dead
Dead friendships and bonds
Broken and gone
In the new dawn
Feelings and emotions
Turned to dark
Love and care
Faded to black
Cold and forgotten
I sit in on my own
Crushed and tearful
And all alone
Am I beautiful?God, do you think I'm beautiful?Am I beautiful?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you see how I hide behind baggy clothes?
Do you see how I put make up on to attempt to make myself feel beautiful?
Do you see how every time I look in the mirror I look away immediately?
Do you see how I blow off every comment stating that I'm pretty?
Do you see how I feel like I'm not worth it?
Do you see how I don't think I'm beautiful?
Do you see my longing to be looked at?
Do you see my jealousy to the girls on magazines?
Do you see my insecurity?
Do you see my empty heart?
Do you see my tears?
Do you see me wanting to be more?
Do you see me trying anything to get it?
Do you see me when I try to be like everyone else?
Do you see me when I fail?
Do you see that I want to feel beautiful?
Do you see that I'm tired of hiding behind a mask?
Do you see that I just want to be set free?
Do you see that I'm giving this up to you?
Because God, I really want to know..
Do You think I'm beautiful?
Listen, O daughter, consider and give ear;
Struggling at LifeStruggling at Life:Struggling at Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We're reaching out for stars
In the depths of the night.
We're struggling at bars
Shut away from the light!
I've seen the way we act
When we are fighting for our lives.
But we're killing all our brothers
On the point of our knives.
I've seen the violence
Spewing from the poorest of peaks.
We are the rats, caged up
In the darkness we seek-
A little path, a little home;
Just a place to call our own.
Everything we ever tried
Try to win before I die.
Hopeless, lost; shot from the skies
I am the martyr, burned for the sin of their lies.
I am the people, screaming for the justice be served
I am the sound that you hear; cause I give you the nerve!
You gotta rise up, stride up, ready to go,
And I will tell you how to do this from your head to your toe.
Don't let anybody tell you that you ain't what you're worth,
Every child born, we are the soul of the earth.
Now look upon the world and see the morning sun rise,
You stare into the light, there's the heat in your eyes
Lonely But Not Alone...It saddens me to knowLonely But Not Alone...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that you don't talk to me no more
It turns my heart to stone
each time you left me alone
how did it end this way?
can't you please stay...?
I don't wanna lose you
not before I die too
I didn't believe you'd do this
rip my heart to bits
I didn't believe you'd do this
'cause I was so masochist
I'm a fucking coward
for my happiness won't last an hour
I hide in self-pity
for my scars are too filthy
If you hear my sobs in the night
remember for you I'd fight
You had me at the palm of your hand
yet, alone, you made me stand
The light in your eyes
have riddled my cries
the light in your eyes
turned yourself to a lie
Not one person can take your place
yet anyone knows your disgrace
They all have a presence
yet only yours I can sense
I've made myself blind
leaving only YOU in my mind
five things they don't teach you in highschool1.five things they don't teach you in highschool6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's okay to fall in love.
i mean, they tell you you're never going
to marry your high school sweetheart and i'm not going
to tell you it's a lie
because it's not. you guys will probably
break up and it's gonna hurt like hell
but you'll be okay. remember, you are not the only one
who has felt loneliness like a knife,
the only one to know the pain of lungs collapsing
because they were your air,
and you will never be the only one who whispered
"i love you" two lives too soon.
you will not be the last one to have tucked
hair behind their ear and leaned in for a kiss
or the last one to wake up reaching for a hand that's no longer there.
but it's okay.
your favorite book will not always be your favorite.
like you, it will change over time
to something unrecognizable
that gives you only a vague nostalgia in the tips of your fingers.
flipping through the pages will never
feel the same again.
you will learn to love something new;
your next favorite will teach you something about y
Can We Both Be Ugly?She's a diamond, while I am coal.Can We Both Be Ugly?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the coal, black and boring.
Set me on fire while I am alive.
Watch me burn,
Watch me die.
She is the diamond, shiny and attention-grabbing.
Lay your greedy hands on the whore.
She's there for the looks and money,
No real work,
She receives the perks.
We both wanted him,
But I bit my tongue.
What a fool I would be to ask for his heart.
He sees me as a footrest,
Only here for support and only when he needs it,
The demand for me is limited.
He lusts for her seductive nature,
Her glare blinding his eyes,
She's tearing him apart with her sharp edges,
It kills me to witness.
"I can't hurt you.
"But she is my support,
"She is but a coal,
weak and pitiful.
You want that?
The spineless coward?
She's thirsty for your heartbreak,
but my fingers are gentle,
let me hold you."
His situation is himself.
I love him more than I could scream,
But I maintain my silence,
I suffer in the dark.
I see his sorrow and
Broken GlassBroken Glass4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like a glass vase hitting the floor.
Shards of glass fly.
Pick up the pieces,
And see what we had.
Make your excuses.
Throw them away.
You know things will never be the same.
Don't deny it.
You know you are to blame.
Trust is earned, and is hard to reaquire.
Why did you throw it away?
Were your petty matters more important
Than our friendship?
Did you realized your erroneous ways?
I will never trust you again.
You are dead to me.
DownfallDownfall8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason,
For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide
In sadness and in kindness
In light and in darkness.
In a boat made of hope
I shall sail to tomorrow,
In a winding hurricane
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...
Piercing, slashing though my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.
Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing.
On the heaven's and hell's whim.
To be light or to be darkness.
A perpetual array.
It's not merely my choice,
But the choice of the way.
It's an option of the voice,
It's a thin line of gray.
Is it a choice forced by fate,
Is it a pre-set time and date?
Or a choice to which I myself sway?
But here's our story anyway .
"Nothing that I do will matter.
As all things will merely shatter!"
All my hopes thus darkness scatter,
As it shoves me a decree.
As it si
They Told UsThey Told Us:They Told Us4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They told us we weren't artists,
They said that we're just puttin' words on paper...
They told us we wouldn't make it,
Because language isn't unique...
Ta hell with them all I say,
Because I know tha truth they seek ta hide.
We're treated like third-rate artists.
Our hands can't create magical pictures,
We can't create comics ta make people laugh,
Or emotive portraits ta make em cry...
But what they don't see is tha title,
What they don't see is tha description,
They don't even see tha comments or replies!
They look only at themselves,
And at tha talent they seem ta proclaim.
It's like starin' at an old english aristocrat,
Ignorin' us simply because we're farmers.
But what they don't see are the words.
Words used ta give a picture context.
Withou' a title, a picture is just a mix of colours and lines.
Who could understand an image, withou' a title?
If art alone suffices, why not let every piece be nameless?
I'll tell ya the truth, separated from the
Deux-pieceDeux-piece3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i gave my heart to a crocodile
he used it as a toothpick
i took it back
gave it to Charlie Chaplin
he kept playing the dictator
i took it back
gave it to Houdini
he'd make it disappear every morn
i took it back
gave it to the Beatles
they threw it to their lunatic fans
i took it back
gave it to my chest
it was dark and bloody in there
i took it back
gave it to You,
to stuff it next to yours -
i heard from your veins
there's room enough for Two
in your rib cage.