Wrong Way or EXIT ?Wrong Way or EXIT ?3 years ago in Art Features More Like This
:thumb330870371:Forme 2 by HOMER65
When she intents to pose like 60'ies by Hermetic-Wingsasteroids by wroquephotography
:thumb336384252:Static by FalseMaria
:thumb199894451:Doubts no. 4 by Philliewig
l'envers du decors by Izaaaaa:thumb318578111:
LIFE by MeralSarioglu:thumb164491294:
2~ by mando-damonMauritius - Abri bus by graphistolage
married by Batscebaone_three_three by OskarAlfons
SmilesSometimes my life wont be what it seems.Smiles3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Masked behind stories and broken old dreams.
Ignorance is only bliss to those who dont know
Leaving me to bleed and suffer in this woe.
Engaged in this play that we all assume.
Safe in a fantasy till we are consumed.
Love's sad songCold were the notes the violin did playLove's sad song5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The day her lover had slipped away
Heavy the weight of her sagging grief
She knew would linger with little relief.
Memories sang her a bitter song,
A lingering chord, with notes so long.
Tears squeezed out from gravelled eye,
The whispering chill of a shivered sigh.
Wondering now which path to choose
To flee, and from the grief to lose
Or live with drum roll in her breast
Thoughts once shared would give no rest.
The girl she loved had gone away
With few words from her lips to say
Except goodbye, and do take care
But nothing in her soul did bare
Her love unsung, an empty thing
Mutual love it failed to bring
Oh dear God, was this so wrong
To love a girl, to sing love's song?
Alone. She is aloneAlone.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
always has been,
& always would be
If not for the words.
They whisper to her
in the darkness
And tickle the hair
of her neck
& footprints in her heart.
They tell her to run,
& like the pages of a book,
she is closed.
But written on pages
& in books
and stories will find a way to be told.
So she writes,
about ink stains,
& the colors on the water
that fall from her eyes.
Alice With A TwistI stumbledAlice With A Twist3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
through the door
I made my way
fields of debris,
of buildings that
were left behind
for a change,
I've slipped through
I have become
Alice, with a twist
and I can't seem
to find my missing
Fallen AngelWhen I finally hit the floorFallen Angel5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll crawl away blood-stained,
and know that these wings have failed me.
OhFingers in front ofOh3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
laced in light.
The arid, shifting
desert of your palms.
Sand in the beachgrass,
Listen to the shell:
it will teach
what is alive.
Tell your children it was the ocean.
The whole world
can hear you breathe.
Are you innocent yet?
and long, dark hair.
May she never hear the name
that you whisper through the dark.
Stone ColdI hold a cold stone in hand,Stone Cold3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Ready for execution.
Eyes set upon the target,
Because I see no other resolution.
I stretch my arm backward,
Ready to launch the unforgiving weight.
As I pray to God I don't miss
While the other half of me whispers, "Wait."
But time winds down,
So I thrust it forward and the mirror shatters.
I am finally free from myself.
And that's the only thing that matters.
Pale ShadowsPale shadows cruise through silent crowds,Pale Shadows3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Screaming sorrow with sirens blaring out loud,
Passing through all our veins like crimson clouds.
Is this a plague of my own perception,
Or am I damned to die in vile deception?
Pale shadows drive past vacant smiles,
Ignoring innocence with eyes staring all around,
Piercing through all our nerves like platinum pyres.
Is this a virus killing my own virtue,
As I torment time that is no longer true?
Pale shadows soar above lucid minds,
Gazing gullibility with grins drowning without bound,
Pacing through all our cells like white winds.
Is this a sickness purging my own sanity,
Or am I confused by conscience in dire calamity?