Her EyesI look into her soft, mellow & tender, longing eyes.Her Eyes7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Then I feel her despair, a series of empty breaths, and deepening sighs.
I feel her desire of want and need for love.
The need to be held, a feeling so high; high above.
Her eyes, are empty.
With an attempt to fill that void, I jump into the rabbit hole.
All I want to do is help her, mend her heart and her soul.
How far will it go? I cannot fathom.
For within this poor soul lies a deep, dark chasm.
Her eyes, are deep.
The farther I delve, the better I can see.
The woman here is being taken more and more by me.
I stare longer, an effort to make both happy; even excited.
Her glance, returned my gaze, yet unrequited.
Her eyes, are true.
In her mind I can feel the writhing.
I pull her waist, body pressed to mine; her feelings reviving.
A soft touch of her hand and the sweet nectary taste of her lips…
We explore this vast sea of love, The Passion and Desire, the names of our ships.
Her eyes, are loving.
Never trust ladies with scythes for smiles.i.Never trust ladies with scythes for smiles.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
these god-hands are barbwire's,
snagging & scarring everything
black tongue bleeding sweet ichor
along the guarded walls
of skeletal frames.
'i want to taste heaven.
it rests there,
just beneath your bones.'
he is a
made of scythes & scalpels,
sewn together with weak thread.
and she is a borrowed tree.
lips that beg, & limbs that snare
will carry him to his grave.
'shh, my sweet-
close your eyes, &
i'll sacrifice you to the heavens.'<i>
I won't cross these streets.I said I wouldn't cross these streets without you.I won't cross these streets.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And to my word, I stayed true.
But it hurt a lot, to not be able to walk to you.
It hurt even more, to see you walk off, just you.
I couldn't cross the street, because you didn't hold my hand.
I don't know why I couldn't, or why you left without your man.
You were walking with me, and then you disappeared.
You were on the other side, when you reappeared.
I tried to cross the street, as you beckoned me.
I couldn't without you, it just wouldn't let me.
And then you just walked off, without a glance back.
And I suppose it just proved what everyone says behind my back.
You never really liked me.
It would never work, we could never be.
But thank God, I woke up from that dreadful, horrible, dream.
Now I just fear, next time I won't and it won't be a dream...
The Waltz Of DeathThe white vintage dress I'm wearing this time,The Waltz Of Death3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The alluring, blood stained sickle is this night my partner to crime.
Performing a gentle pirouette upon the rotten copses,
I embrace the dried bouquet of roses,
I lose myself in this deadly symphony,
Start the waltz of death,
I just sold my jaded soul for this sick melody.
My heart has been corrupted by this wild twinkle,
By the mellow whisper of the sickle,
With one more step I hear another breaking skull,
They are screaming blood, but to me is null,
The waltz of death revenge will bring,
It just broke the last sanity's string.
Smiling, my signature I carve on their torn faces,
I look satisfied at this massacre,
The floor is covered with whacked corpses,
The walls with blood and guts are painted,
The evidence of the laceration they abided.
In the front of my mangled audience,
The waltz of death I'm performing,
Discontinued by an innocent reverence.
The dress is soaked in bitter tears and blood,
The sickle in a chopped
Purity In EssenceGod whispers poetry in my earPurity In Essence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I open forth an inky vein
I say inky because I release it in black
And sometimes blues
It's everything from my ruse to prove
That I'm as normal and happy as
A moon shining over a pair of lovers
But the ink spills over most of the time
While it flows and seeps into the fibers of whiteness
I'm really making crop circles in secret
Crop circles filled with messages to people
People who only see the crops being cut all the time
Always out of season
Or too late
And the ink continues to flow from God's mouth
Through my ears and into my brain
Then out my eyes
And that's usually when it turns blue
Sometimes it comes out of my mouth in sticky black
Causing ink to soak everyone
But they are not touched by the poetry that God tells me
They have stoppered their ears so the ink evades them
So I keep my ruse for those with gobstoppers in their ears
They can be terrified by my crop circles
Writing letters to myself may seem absurd
Still it's all I have to re
Monologue To The HollowThese rusty chains of your memory are not wrapped around my hands anymore. These bent, corroded, nails are not implanted in my ill heart from now. With a clash, the poisoned metal that stole so many days, months years? of my life fell down.Monologue To The Hollow3 years ago in Letters More Like This
"The one that stays,
The one that never gains,
The one that's all alone,
She will never move on "
These were the words that a little voice whispered every night in my ear. She was supposed to be me but somewhere, somehow, I managed to change the future. She was supposed to be just a shadow, a ghost, but somewhere, somehow, the feelings started to vanish. Just like you.
"I'm empty inside; you took away my core,
I'm just a reflection of what I've been before."
I used to stare at the night's sky because insomnia was torturing me. I couldn't close my eyes because you were invading my every dream and turn it into a nightmare.
"From the story of your life you tore away a page,
You wiped away such a deplorable stage,
Or maybe it was just
A Loveless DayA Loveless Day3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Loveless Day
(That Will Never Fade)
This same old dream that I so loath
A vision of a dull world shrouded in gray
As I walk down a never ending road
The colorlessness in everything never seems to decay
In slow motion I suffer alone
Under the liquid-silver droplets of rain
You had no idea how strong my love was
You played a part in the pain that was dealt and done
You didn't experience the ocean of tears that I had to swim through
You didn't see the countless days I had to endure without being around you
You never felt the sickness within the soul that I had kept
You never knew of the quakes in my heart that you had fed
For you I had damaged myself
For you I put myself through hell
But I swear it was worth it
Because now I know how hard life can get
I want you to realize that you aren't a loss
For you will always be known as my first love
This same old reality that I can't let go
A nightmare of a person who is so far away
As I try to run from the world
LingerieEvery woman owns one garmentLingerie3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that remains tucked away,
saved for special occasions
when it will be seen.
It is almost always midnight
black, or blood red, and
covered in lace, or made
of mesh, soft and delicate
as the skin it covers.
Such things should be hidden,
lest the owner be labeled
as something other than "lady."
It has a power we can't
control, one that transforms
denim and cotton clad
ragdolls into Barbies,
perfectly proportioned plastic,
smooth and flawless hourglasses
that turn on command.
We groan and flinch
as satin strings pull us
apart and together,
and heartstrings are plucked
as we scrutinize our reflection;
we are not diamonds
with perfect exteriors--
we are fractured, as we
realize hourglasses can be exchanged
for quartz watches that are
faster, more convenient,
incapable of failure
made by the obsolete.
ScaredScared3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Souls screaming about the room
If I catch one, will she tell me?
Tell me what I have to know
But pain finishes first
The sticks and stones that hurt
The worst the most
Stars spinning into the night
If I crush one, will it whimper?
I could, but I won't
Because I'm scared
S for sibilant
Carnal delights that hurt and
Remember me? It's
A frightened child
Spiders spinning dark moonshine
If I find them, will they leave?
Giving me their lies
But pain is my champion
First, second, always
Alive in my eyes and ears
Because I'm scared
S for sacrificed
Caring, sweet, little
Angel who cannot
Souls fading about the bed
If I catch one, will she tell me?
Tell me everything
CounterfeitShe smiles with the intent to fool,Counterfeit3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But her life is far from admirable,
She laughs with the intent to hide,
But her heart throbs for benevolence...
Her eyes try to distort the truths she has made,
Her whole body looking confident on display,
Her mouth bellowing words wanting to be reassured,
But her self battle is constantly Penetrating...
When alone she wails to the sky,
Pleading to forget her past,
Waiting for her soul to accommodate,
And release this crippling burden...
She wonders how long she must suffer,
Keep up this Blessed act,
She's exhausted challenging such emotions,
Playing this part just so society can accept her....
Is it worth it?
Sometimes she's not so sure,
What she really wants in this world,
Is to simply let go and be free,
Unfortunately for her, she's me...
Wait for meWait for me2 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.
HarmlessDrifting in little more than a whisperHarmless3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
isn't fine, nor tedious.
Wafting with the waves only
lifts you far enough to
believe in another side.
Though the crescented sky revealed
the sun's crimson shadow,
I repined that its tenor were mine.
Choice's vice held me to
my promise: wading
safely in the water.
Stop listening to the sharks
and glaze your eyes over
to the bodies facing down, lapping
up water until so gorged they bob
as bloated buoys into the setting
Both their eyes and mine are hollow,
chained to the ocean's floor.
The Girl Behind The MaskThe Girl Behind The Mask3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Behind every line I with my shaking hands scramble down on the paper
Behind every tear that slowly roll down my red cheeks
Behind every slow step I take on this lonely wandering
Behind every heavy breath my lungs struggle to take
Behind this mask Im trying y hardest to wear
Is all the tears you will never see
All the screams you will never hear
All the problems that you cant solve
Kai: Chapter OneKai: Chapter One4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In calm seas lay the some of the most beautiful and powerful creatures in the world. In the sea there are no limitations only freedom. Evolution in the sea has reached its peak with one of its most feared predators; the Great White Shark. As graceful and beautiful as this mighty fish is, it is a predator; one of the greats at that. It is an unstoppable killing machine, preying on anything that it can catch. It, unlike its far less picky cousin the Tiger Shark, is what I'd like to call a curious eater. The Great White likes to taste a little bit of everything to see if it tastes good. If it likes it, then it has its next meal, if not then whatever is left of the poor soul is left for dead.
The shark that bit me didn't like me very much. Perhaps I was too scrawny or maybe I was really so unappealing that not even a blood thirsty shark would want me. Whatever the case, the monster left me with half of my intestines and five broken ribs. The doctors said that it was a miracle that I surviv
It's Greek to Me, Take TwoWe're all born defenseless,It's Greek to Me, Take Two2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Vulnerable to the world and its harsh,
As we grow, we inch our way into the
First our hands
They reach out into the great river.
The ripples that are made distort
Our future, making it our
Like a fingerprint.
This fingerprint becomes a mere
Smudge as we live.
Our arms enter next,
Flowing in seamlessly, effortlessly.
We hold our future tight, not wanting
However inevitable it is.
We embrace the future in
And strange thoughts start to occur.
We want to grow up so fast,
We claim that sticks and stones are
The only things to break bones, that
Could never hurt us.
But it is the words that truly hurt,
Breaking us down bit by bit.
Young adults, on our way out into the
And we believe we are impenetrable
Thoroughly dunked in the river of life,
Drunk and intoxicated on our imagined
It is the very Styx that we thought couldn't
But it has. Parents do their best, trying t
Home?this is a yellow brick houseHome?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that is home to many a mouse,
but is not one to me.
this house is a stepping stone
that wears me to the bone,
but i don’t let anyone see.
this house carries voices
that limit my choices,
but i will one day fly free.
this house is so sick
that it sucks my life like a tick,
but i will not fall to my knee.
this is a yellow brick house
that doesn’t attempt to rouse,
but i will carry on, and simply be.
OblivionOblivion3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That kind of beauty
can haunt a life
and ruin a man,
the incandescent taste of skin
so fair it flouts
a summer day
and taunts the bed clothes
as if to say
this is but a borrowed pleasure;
the supple lilt of hips
making wastrels of my senses
and savoring the scent
of flesh entrapping secrets
like a summer solstice;
and that last wave of wonder
puckered in a silken crescent
breaking over me
She Saw The Ancient Battalions...She Saw The Ancient Battalions...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the timeless Time before e'er Time began,
A Nymph gazed upward from the refuge of her rocky pool
And beheld the War in Heaven, where war should not exist;
Vast ranks of Seraphim and Cherubim, wings of flame
And swords that burned like Ice and Iron, ranged countless
Across the sky's blue vault--Michael the Archangel, Captain
Of the Host, blazing with white-gold wrath, led his legions
Against the proud and colorful pomp of Lucifer's armada!
Breathless the nymph gazed upward, her innocent beauty stained
By all the fire and smoke of the battle on High---holy feathers,
Plumes of Faithful and Rebel Angels alike, came falling down,
Swirling on indifferent breezes, twirling down to rest
Upon the crystal waters of her pool, to which her tears added,
Dropping unheeded from her large eyes, never blinking
As she watched the War rage on...Lo!
The ranks of the Arrogant broken, like shooting stars the legions
Of the Damned do fall--Lucifer, blazing red as blood,
Screaming hate and defiance, in hor
Marijuana Kisslet her surround meMarijuana Kiss9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
confuse and astound me
the only way to get my addict's fix
first I'm high on a hill
first a thrill, then a chill
as she turns her back on my needy lips
it kills me to say this
but I need her to break this
I can't kill this addiction, the source of my bliss
I'm slowly falling apart
her drug is leaving my heart
breathing under withdrawal is like breaking my ribs
she's my favorite pain
molten needles in my veins
withdrawing from my flesh, blood runs from the tip
'cause she's so...
my hypnotic narcotic
I can't get enough of her marijuana kiss