The Man without a FaceHe stares in a mirror through eyes clogging tears
a smirk persisting alongside; a dead, worthless sneer.
He stares hard yet recognizing not the man he sees
recognizing that man is a desperately elevated dream of his
He wonders if his deeds - reflected - are right
he betrayed his friends, he abandoned his wife
reasons always lurk in the pits of the mind
yet so dark? At times his cynical heart reclined.
He smiled on insults and laughed in disgrace
he knew not what he was so he altered his face
with each turn and bend, with each traffic light
his face twist and turned, losing remnants of sight.
A con you could say, no one pronounced his name
he beamed when spat at; he felt no shame
He would pose a victim, he would express pain
he then shall betray that companion, again and again
Yet if one ponders with reason, the fault is not his;
not knowing purpose of life created what he is
so he adapts like the crops that adapt to the rain
all he does is adapt to what shall bring him gain
A corpse no
NightmaresI don't want to fall asleepNightmares3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can't bare to close my eyes
I can't stand what's inside my head
Be it made of truth or lies
'Cause when I fall asleep
The nightmares take place
The worst things I can imagine
Scarier than any screaming face
In my dreams
I see you there
But you're hurting me on purpose
And you don't seem to care
I see you with other girls
And you look so happy
And I'm stood there screaming
Telling you it should be me
But you're not listening
You're too busy having fun
I can't get away from what I'm seeing
No matter how much I try to run
I'm seeing you with girlfriends
I've never even heard of
Telling them they're beautiful
As I start to sob
Then I wake up in the dark
And I'm lying here alone
With no one here to comfort me
Just me on my own
You may think the worst part is over
But it's only just begun
'Cause when I go back to sleep
I know I'll have another one
Nightmares that leave me crying
When I wake up in bed
Wishing every night
That they would stay out my head
But I kno
Promise off a million stars"A million..."Promise off a million stars2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Yes a million stars... perhaps there are more. You know what they remind me of?"
"What of it...?"
"You know, I shall give you a million present-"
"Oh stop it!" She giggled "There is no way-"
"What if... I do?"
"Hmm... well I won't like that"
"Huh? Why not?"
"You see, if you give me a million presents together, there won't be anything to give on my next birthday. So give them slowly..."
"Hmm... just one big present every birthday?"
She giggled again and traced the ground with her little fingers while
Should Have Cared LessWhen did I turn from "the most amazing woman you have ever known" into something completely meaningless?Should Have Cared Less3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The later tonight gets, the less sleepy I become and the more my thoughts turn to memories that I want to cling to with every ounce of strength I possess so they do not slip away. I press my hand to my chest in the spot where my heart is aching and I sigh, then bite my lip and try to hold back the tears.
Your eyes, the bluest eyes I have ever found myself lost inside, I loved the way they always looked at me. You devoured every inch of my body with those eyes, and although I acted bashful, I adored your attention. There is nobody else I would rather have stood before naked and exposed, because I trusted that you saw the me beneath my flaws.
Now, you are letting go. Lately I have felt myself slipping away from you and back into the skin of the reckless girl I used to be. The girl who would build something beautiful ju
Forgotten RemainsThere once was a great nation a nation with a name.Forgotten Remains3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But now they are the
forgotten they remain.
The memories they hold,
the tears they contain,
are theirs' alone
only theirs to atone.
Whimpers gently rise;
tears flow again
for time cruelly denies
salvation from pain.
They seek sleep to happy lies
but such tries are in vain.
Dying but living on;
futile hope too moves on.
They're engraved deep in graves,
poor soulless souls enchained.
Confined and enslaved,
with no happiness saved.
They rot in a gorge
where only sorry reigns.
Theirs tales shriek through nights
their talks ignite fights
reminding of lost fame
of love, passion proclaimed.
Of days full of glory
such sad, mournful stories,
of children's laughs set ablaze
what cruel sadistic games.
Play on, it's your forte
laugh, sneer and gloat,
but Mother Nature, fools were they
hearts meant to go astray.
True, your love they betrayed
alas humans were they
Waiting for her to come this wayThe breeze tousles through the night and his hair.Waiting for her to come this way3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He sits in expectance for her to come here;
waiting for her to come this way.
Like that first time; her footsteps echoed so loud.
In a night as such not even the moon could be proud.
An ethereal glow she emitted, an embodying light.
The wind ruffled her black locks like an angel in flight.
Her breath was a sanctifying whisper of life
and her dress; oh a woven fabric of natures device.
Her soft traces upon the earth would have grown
the fruit bearing brushwood, piercing through a stone.
The hair settled; the wings retreated, her eyes slowly set
on a young boy tending tulips. Their gaze just then met.
He stared; what else could he do; she stood a little away.
The moon too curtsied to her outlining her portrait.
He stood tranquil, the tulip yet held in his hand.
She smiled and approached like a being with command.
She took the tulip, sniffing in its fragrance, sighing so deep,
the earth purred in compliance underneath her feet.
In SilenceIt's dark by eight now.In Silence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
These days are not like our days before.
Do you think that if you stay silent,
I won't exist.
If so, I can stay silent too.
Sometimes I still check to see if you've called
or left a message or something, anything.
You haven't yet.
I know you won't.
You said you'd never hurt me
and when you left, I told Mom you hadn't,
not really,you wouldn't, not forever.
She smiled sadly.
She knew you would.
She knew you had.
Old FriendHello there again, my old friendOld Friend3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I didn't invite you, nor I ever do
How long will you stay?
Or will you ever go away?
Have you been here all along?
I thought you were gone,
Will you prove me wrong?
As long as you're here,
Don't come in too near
Keep a safe distance,
Find your own place
At the edge of the room
At least when I'm all alone,
I know I can find you at my home
Always by my side,
Willing to be my guide
Like an unsound ghost,
Providing company when I need it most
But I wish you would let me be,
And give back my eyes to see
I'm falling when with you,
How do I know what's true?
Perhaps I gave you an invitation,
And it wasn't just your manipulation
But never would I ask for such an intrusion,
That brings nothing more than empty seclusion
No matter how far I push you away,
I fear with me you will always stay
Whenever I think it's going to end,
There you are again, my old friend
BurialThe mud caked my fingernails.Burial3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My hair slipped from inside my hood,
blowing across my face.
The wind shifted the leaves on the ground
a collage of yellow, red, and brown
and the earth crawled around me.
The rain fell hard
and the wet grass grabbed at my ankles.
The hole I dug with my own two hands
was between two trees where you and I
used to sit and talk about superheroes,
videogames and high school bullies.
I thought the location fit.
I pulled from my coat pocket
the heart necklace you gave me
the year before you said goodbye
and drove off, leaving skid marks
on the vacant street.
I dropped my heart into the hole
and buried it.
As I walked away,
the rain still pouring,
I picked the mud from inside my fingernails.
Painting ThunderstormsI will remember you in flowers, dead and never given.Painting Thunderstorms3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are broken promises and shattered glass.
In your traitorous arms,
I wish I'd never closed my eyes,
You are like all good headaches
in that, you will fade away,
In painkillers and flowers on a grave.
BoleroWe can be nothing moreBolero3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please take the wheel
and let us coast along
in this fine
and silently pretend
we are anything,
He kissed her forehead
curls of uncertainties
behind her ears,
where she could not
see or hear them.
How he longed for
winter's glacier cloak
to crack the tension
and keep them close
as it had in '87
when skating on thin ice
had such innocent connotations.
They had danced to
flying high in life
- both dizzy on love.
This was not the grand finale
either had planned,
but their mirrored minds
continued to dance in
each leaning into
the other's teasing rhythm.
- It's hot,
with blades of beauty
on slow burn
ballet on ice...
Carry OnI like sharp things;Carry On2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The way they shine
The way they hurt
The way they leave a red line.
I like to bleed;
The way it's red
They way it hurts
The way it washes out what they said.
I like to live;
The way it's wrong
The way it hurts
The way it tells me that I am strong.
Anachronistic DespairI am starving in the apertureAnachronistic Despair2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fed only a stray quantum
a glimpse of photons in slivers
served on plates of silvered copper
in dark rooms.
No, that’s not right.
These days, it’s more likely
And I am a daguerrotype still,
so very still.
Broken GlassesThe tale began with my trudge down the road.Broken Glasses3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Hidden faces piercing me; were I some sort of a show?
But I was broken, broken within my heart.
And so I realized too late,
but even before I could have realized, my glasses broke.
If I were to wear them,
would appear the people,
who imitated my friends.
But sculptures too erode; they're nothing anymore,
through my broken glasses.
I once sensed the feel,
were I lost in lost spaces;
for them I wasn't even real.
Nothing more I'll be, they still jeer at me,
while I wear broken glasses.
She did love me once,
such long time ago,
when times were not tense.
But breaking a pledge? That I shall never forget
while I wear broken glasses.
But still rose those whispers "It was you who never knew them"
Then I realized that all I see, I realized all I feel
is not reality; for hidden was the truth within.
Within the faces piercing,
for I saw these faces after my glasses broke.
In truth were they true friends,
merry tunes in silence of grief,
but late it is
this promise i makethis promise i make3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
This promise I make is true
I'm not going to break this love
This promise is coming from the words "I love you"
The feeling that only comes from high above
Crossing your fingers and hope for tomorrow
Hope for your life is rid of all the sorrow
This promise I make is what I hold
My life has been all about twists and turns,
You keep me warm from all the cold
You're the one that stops the ashes and burns
Never knowing what to expect
From around that curve, I want to protest
This promise I make is like a paper crane
When you walk into my life, it changed to something new
This promise will heal all your pain
It was like a meteour went by and flew
You turn everything into a huge bright star
You heal my bruise and my scar
This promise I make will be inside my heart
A promise is made between two people to cherish
This promise I will never be apart
I don't want this dream to fall and perish
This promise is a wish we both desire
This promise will never lit off its fire
The devil, the Angels and the flowerbedThe wind breezed through curtains waving in despair.The devil, the Angels and the flowerbed2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A tinkle of bells danced from the devil's lair
ringing with a distressful purpose, chilling the wind
that coursed, while fire tormented a soul within.
The brazen hue of dust preserving memories of bliss
trembled with the soft breeze like a wavering kiss.
These memories - stashes untainted by dust lay open
on the hoary flooring next to a person lying broken.
Locks black as the iris enveloped in gloom,
glide like a fresh spring, watering flowers to bloom,
to give way to orbs shining with the last tears.
She looked up from the curse of seclusion over years.
She glanced as the devil jeered and jingled its bells
denying her the sight that would undo the spells
that scorched her heart; remains only arid waste.
This pain, this torment, is one she fights not to face.
She heaved as the lifeless cage bound tight,
with its spacious windows, boasting plentiful light,
darkened the glimmer that the gust falsely rose;
further withering a lonely wit
The first pillPill, I have seen every endThe first pill3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and every one will drop and bend
o'er the edge, into the rain
beats now upon my windowpane.
Pill, it comes not from all sides,
but from all cracks and all divides:
within, without or farther still.
It comes and comes and always will.
Pill, inside you may not keep
the final carrier to sleep;
the will, the strength to make things die
but that's okay, for nor do I.
Endless Tears And Endless PainI'm lost and drowning,Endless Tears And Endless Pain3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sinking and clawing
At the slippery rocks
Around me, missing.
I'm tired of fighting,
Fighting for my life.
There is no meaning
Anymore, it's gone.
Sobs wrack my body,
Tears run down my face,
Like rivers of pain.
Why won't they stop?
I'm trying to hang on
(Maybe just for you)
But hell, I can't keep
Holding on like this.
My mask is shattering
But no one sees it.
(Maybe they refuse to)
Will they notice the scars?
I thought I would
Be just fine
I thought everything
Would finally be okay.
It's all a lie.
I just want to die.
monster.last night i found the seams to my sealskin flesh. i tore out the stitches and peeled it off. i left it to inhabit my bed like a snake's shed skin. it felt so right to leave it all behind.monster.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
[but when i looked down i saw the monster that had been hidden underneath].
i saw my soul the black i'd smeared it, and i saw the acid in my veins.
i saw hidden under whitewashed ribs a heart that looked like a hole, withered and decayed.
i saw my lungs polluted with emotion and watched as selfhate ran down my spine.
i wanted to rip it out, but my hands were useless.
i wanted to run, but i couldn't outrun the monster within.
[so i burned it all down].
and from the ashes, a phoenix was born.
then i awoke.
FragilityI desperately hold onFragility2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the notion that I'm strong.
Yet no matter how hard I try,
I'm still fragile.
I surround myself with friends,
yet I've never felt more alone.
Anyone I ever get close to,
just ends up leaving me in the end.
A broken facade,
cracked for an instant.
Only to be sealed back up
with the glue of unwanted solitude.
When fairy tales end.It's ok to pull the coversWhen fairy tales end.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and put your dreams to rest.
To let go of fantasies discovered
and quit wishing for the best.
To seize wasting time on yesterday
and give up on whats a new.
To hold the shattered mirror
and at the scattered view.
It's alright to bleed out slowly
thats all that counts.
And let go of broken promises
that only brought you doubt.
To cry alone is useless
so dont shed another tear.
After all, the monsters,
wont be your greatest fear.
It's ok just close your eyes
and dont bother to defend.
Even fairy tales once beautiful
shall come to a simple end.
Caffe LatteThe paleness of the blackening day,Caffe Latte3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has left its mark upon my person once again.
An emptiness seeping from the bosom of painful reality,
Into the very fabric of a sheltered being,
A droplet of burning scarlet spreading upon white linen sheets,
Insatiable malignancy, forced upon by the subtly of viscous silence,
And the harshness of unwelcomed examination.
A gaze lifted once more from rotting lines,
Meets in final discourse with the monstrosity that sweeps through the air,
In hopes of quelling ravenous hunger with jagged fantasy.
Unnoticed by surroundings of a more refined nature,
It frolics through the ether of the day,
As if riding on the wings of the promises,
That tether lovers' hearts to each other,
To peer through the dusty window panes,
Of lives left hallowed and undressed,
Drowning now and again in the exotic flavors,
Of long lost lattes and split cigarettes,
Only to putrefy in the humidity accompanying the death of the day,
And the birth of abysmal night.
Sweeping once more bet
Accidents Happen"Fell down the stairs",Accidents Happen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The classic line.
She gives this one
Each single time.
The doctor sighs
And shakes his head,
He looks at me
Laid on the bed.
"You clumsy girl,
Why can't you learn
To walk down stairs
I look at him,
I know the drill,
And say "I will".
He gives that look,
The kind that says,
You're lucky to have
A mum that cares.
"Take your lolly,
And go home now.
Mummy will keep
You safe and sound".