Midnight StrollThere is a place where no one knows,
Where fireflies live and nature wildly grows,
It is magnificent,
beyond these trees,
I'd take you there,
But I can't you see,
This is a place that can only exist,
If it is left alone to grow in bliss,
I yearn to show and long to share,
But I cannot bring myself to take you there,
The musings of such a splendorous display,
will urge you to amuse others this way,
The wild of this brilliance may come to extinction,
So this Midnight Stroll I must keep within.
On My Midnight StrollOn a summer night too hot to sleepOn My Midnight Stroll3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I decided to walk a path in the deep
I could always follow it back to my keep
On my midnight stroll
The full moon lit up the skies
With the help of fireflies
As I watched they twinkled by
On my midnight stroll
How is it possible for such things to exist
Shadows in the night reflections of bliss
a place so perfect for a romantic kiss
On my midnight stroll
Catch An AngelCatch an angel with a prayer,Catch An Angel4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Push it down and strip it bare.
Rip its wings from the bone,
To never let it fly back home.
Trap it, lock it, and bind it close,
To hide away, from the eyes of most.
It flaps it's bones left on its back, a haunting sound.
Click, clack. Click clack.
Catch an angel so they say,
To make the bad luck go away.
Hurt the angel if you dare,
To bring upon the world despair.
In your sadness and through your rage,
It beckons you closer to the cage.
It drags you in,
Holds you close,
To rid the pain that hurts the most.
Trick the god with a lie,
Because the angel has to die.
It sleeps so softly next to you,
Atop the feathers of redden hue
Watch it sleep, as you lie so still.
Have this moment and take your fill.
Catch an angel and let it go, feathers sprout like forgotten snow.
It flies back up towards its home, not looking back, your left alone.
You wake up late to the sound of wings, its voice a harp without the strings.
You stole an angel and let it go.
DEPRESSIONIs there a reason whyDEPRESSION3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Depression creeps up
I wish I could find
a way to make it stop
I love you and you know it
these feelings play tricks
they cloud your mind
with doubt I find
even of the things you know
No one deserves to be happier than you
So why is this what you must go through?
I feel your pain, I've been there as well
how can you break the chains
to bring back the happiness again?
You are not alone
You are loved by so many
but we cannot seem to find you in your dark cloud
In your depression you hide and we cannot pull you out
But then there it is, that glimmer of you
don't let this deceit pull you back into
HeartmindWhat happened to the days of old,Heartmind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of knights and maidens and dreams untold,
of castles, kings and treasures of gold,
of horses and carriages and love so bold,
The dreams of children I see in my mind,
I miss these things I've left behind,
though they do stay in my heart I find
The Intelligent Are So SadA cascade of words parade around,The Intelligent Are So Sad3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with thoughts of atoms and connotation.
She is brilliant, they say,
but she knows she is lost.
Numbers are her companion,
she understands their mean, average.
Words can twist her brain,
she loves the wonder they bring.
She is intelligent, they say,
she doesn't feel clever enough.
Sometimes she feels clever too much.
Excusez-moi, in perfect French,
but nothing is gained by perfect word tense.
She is clever, they say.
But she is not clever the way they know.
She sees things as they are,
and she prefers her thoughts to the world.
She knows she loves them more than they in return,
and her friends will be there until they wont.
Friends reassure her, you'll be okay,
she puts a smile on her face.
She loves them as much as any,
even though there aren't many.
They bring out the best in her,
the happy girl,
not swamped by words.
The one who isn't drowning in formula.
Test scores and numbers don't mark you smart,
she knows this now,
engraved in her
Pouring my heart outYOU ARE NOT ALONE,Pouring my heart out3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
did you hear me?
You are not alone!
It is not your fault,
It isn't, hey, DID YOU HEAR ME?
Are you listening?
There is hope!
There is love,
Happiness is a choice
but you have to try to overcome the pain first,
you have to decide that whoever hurt you is not worth your anger
That you WILL NOT let them control your life or emotions
That you are stronger than they are
BECAUSE YOU ARE A BETTER PERSON
Because you are loved
Because you would never hurt someone the way you have been hurt
You are hope,
It's there, I can see it in you.
I can feel it in your words and yes,
even in your pain.
I know that you can do it
It isn't easy, but you are not alone,
The hurt rise up to protect each other,
from distances unmeasured and with power unseen,
we are the hurt, the victims
once hopeless, now an army,
a support to help people like us
to break through the barriers that numb us,
that make us hurt us when we don't deserve it,
that convince us that there is nothing better,
but there is
Rose petalsAnd as the rose petalsRose petals3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pelted the ground
they dented the soil
and shook the world
as any boulder
ReplacedReplacedReplaced3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I lay here I realize my fears and that they are taking place right in front of me. As it is you have no time for me. Your time is occupied. You will have no time to miss me, therefore no desire to see me. I already have to fight to sit near you, at home, in the car, I fear this is only the beginning. Then comes bill problems, and no gas to see each other, you won't want to deal with the stress. I will cry myself to sleep, lonely and depressed. This is soon to be my future. I miss you even now, I don't think you will ever miss me. Time will realize my nightmare, my fears, will you make them subside? Will you be thereto melt them away? Time will tell. As it is, it seems every time I see you, you are angry. I've made you upset again because my words have been twisted.
The Victim.The scars on my best friends arm were visible for everybody to see.The Victim.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sitting in my History class, my teacher rambles on and on about Women's Rights in the years leading up to World War I, but I am not paying attention.
I could tell from just looking at Claire that she wasn't either. She sat with her head resting on her arm. A pensive look on her face as she stares out of the window into the dreary, grey, dull morning. I could only see the side of her little blonde head. She was in that secret place of hers again. The one that I was not permitted to enter.
I put my head down on the desk and close my eyes. Life wasn't good right now. Every now and again, Claire sniffed. This was the usual nowadays, I didn't bother to look up.
"Victoria! Please pay attention!" Mrs Findlay barked crisply above the babble of the class. "Settle down..." She ordered, and then went back to teaching.
I sat up straight and made myself look like I was interested, but of course, I wasn't.
I often got rows in class
My Single Winged KnightCry for me because I cried for you,My Single Winged Knight4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tears of blood, now you're black and blue.
Breath for me because I stopped for you,
dream it now and soon it shall be true.
beg for mercy, beg for peace,
do it for me at the very least.
Smile for me and I'll tell you what,
speak to me and I'll give you more than
Bleed for me because I bled for you,
my single winged knight, I bled for you.
Take me to your heaven, your dark paradise,
I will speak no lies but words of wise.
Underneath the sky I'll wait for you,
with a song in my head and a rose, pair of two.
Love for me because I always loved you.
bleed for me because I bled for you,
my single winged knight, I beg of you.
Drip. Drip. Drip.DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.Drip. Drip. Drip.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I lean back into the white bathtub with a content sigh. The bath is filled halfway, covering the majority of my body. The rush of adrenaline that comes with the sense of control and power, that comes whenever I grab hold of my razor and cut myself, appears, but it is slightly different, stronger than before. Nonetheless of its differences, I like it.
DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.
The sound of my blood hitting the bath water leaves me strangely satisfied, and it makes a both haunting and thrilling melody to my sick ears. 'Why haven't I cut this deep before?' I think to myself. The water in the tub is quickly turning red.
DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.
My sense of hearing goes first, turning anything and everything to sound distant and faint. My body is growing weaker, and I feel like I'm a balloon, slowly deflating. That's probably because of the two deep cuts that wrap around my wrists like a rubber band, oozing out my blood, draining away my sense of the living. Pooring out of my body, leavi
JoyOne magical summer was all it tookJoy3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For me to fall in love with you
I was no longer a closed book
I finally found someone I could talk to.
Picnics in the middle of the forest
Flowers in my hair
A thousand vows we promised
Never each other's happiness to impair.
We stand peering into the lake
My reflection always right next to yours
Nothing on Earth could ever break
Our eternal love on these shores.
The enchanting summer of 2012
The season that changed my life
With you into another world I would delve
A world completely absent of strife.
And now I confidently beside you stand
Beautifully adorned in my ivory dress
Our futures already planned
Our happiness and love only to progress.
What I SeeWhat I SeeWhat I See3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When I see dusk, I think of you,
All the happiness of color bursting through,
The way your love makes my heart overflow,
With wonders I thought I would never know,
The stars remind me of the sparkle in your eyes,
The brown in them like the dark night-time skies,
The gentle breeze that cools the summer,
Reminds how you touch my face like no other,
The warmth of the sun; the comfort of your embrace,
When I'm with you I feel safer than in anyplace,
The waterfall calms like the small rumble in your voice,
You make my heart sing like the birds rejoice,
Your height and strength; stability like a tree,
The empty fields; of life before you found me,
The lightning in a storm like the passion with which you please,
Intense and focused on, all the things that weaken my knees,
The thing that really gets me, is the way your lips caress mine,
It almost seems as if these moments could actually stop time,
When I look I find reminders, all over this big world,
Of all the things I love of you
I am a PoetYou ask me who I am , where did I come fromI am a Poet4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I say: I am a poet, I was born out of the blazing silk of my words
My heart is an eternal rebel, since the dawn of creation
I'm the master of my own words, the keeper of God's secret
I'm the story of that rose shivering on the freezing hill
I live in that oasis of light, in a world beyond your world
The stars stare at my hopes, and hell trembles between my fingers
The night dreads my pain, the morning sleeps on my pillow
I create my words from the tissue of my veins
I weave the images from the feather of my eyelids
I wash my sins away, when I repent between the lines
My words move slowly between your palms, climb to your soul
To hug that poet, who sleeps between the chambers of your heart
When the world is mud, thorns and empty substance
I create my own, where the ground is basil and the walls are none
Acid For a Thousand YearsI wish I never met youAcid For a Thousand Years3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I wish I didn't care
I wish I never fell in love
With your strange eyes and greasy hair
Our love is raw and drenched in blood, our hearts are torn and cold
A legacy of worlds beyond - A sick, dark tale best left untold
I know you from the inside out
You trust me with your soul
And all the endless pain I've felt
Will finally take its toll.
I wish I never had the chance to walk with you in hell
Death itself could never cure, could never free me from your spell
I wish that I could hold you down and break your wicked heart
But if I ever hurt you, my fragile world would fall apart.
I long to own you
The way you own me
And only when we're dead and gone will this curse bid farewell to me.
Unrequited love and a life wasted
Unworthy of the blood I tasted.
"I would soak my brain in acid for a thousand years if it would wash away the memory."
Love and LossIn these bright blue depthsLove and Loss3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Swimming with mystery
Memory upon memory
Rising to the surface
As I look into your eyes.
Deep in our history,
Each kiss bringing us closer
To the true definition of love.
Spiritual; our bodies and minds united
The morning light our only hindrance
The only shadow to our happiness.
But now as we stand face to face,
Our mutual presence
Sparking the same images to appear,
The same lines to be heard
In our pained minds
Old, forgotten words
Meaningless to others
But send us into a different world
A world devoid of happiness
A world filled with misery
Half of my heart aching in longing
Convincing my mind
That we were made for each other.
The other half crying out
Trying to be heard
Over the passion of the other.
Wary and cautious;
Urging me to step backwards
And seek out
What drew us apart
All those years ago.
THE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAMEEmotions Flowed Like A Raging FireTHE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAME4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I watched The Birth Of Dawn
Softness And Beauty Of Stars Had Past
My Heart Still Heavy And Forlorn
My Spirit Was Ebbing I was About To Go
When Something Caught My Eye
A Solitary Cloud So Pure And White
Appeared From Way Up High
My Eyes Now Ember With Rising Sun
Saw An Amazing Sight
Within Its Fleece A Golden Glow
And A Butterfly Took Flight
Such Beauty I Had Never Seen
It Sat Upon My Hand
And Said To Me In A Voice So Soft
I Was A Spirit Of The Lamb
My Soul Was Open My Heart Poured Forth
It Listened With Silent Embrace
And When I Had Finished It Smiled At Me
With Serenity, Peace And Grace
Moments Of Silence As We Shared The Dawn
Then It Whispered It Was Time To Part
And As It Began To Fly Away
A Sudden Lightness Filled My Heart
I Watched In Joy As My Newfound Friend
Returned From Whence It Came
My Fears And Sorrows All Had Been Taken
By The Butterfly With No Name
Had I Seen The Truth Within The Cloud
I Would Have Witnessed A Wondrous Sight
For The B
White LightStars shatter into dust and echoes of light,White Light3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And for a second: everything in that ether is quiet.
I wish I was there to witness such a splendid sight,
Where once only the blackest of dark voids resided,
Wakes a cacophony of clarity from it's internal riot.
space shivers from ice and flares of light,
And for a second: everywhere in that emptiness is still.
I hope one day that I could touch it with daring delight,
While only to have my eyes of raw ignorance blinded,
Partakes a symphony of sobriety from it's external will.
FableMoon cloaksFable3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(and you are)
left clad in only
the softest of
RunRun.Run3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She stumbles blindly through the forest,
the tears racing down her cheeks.
The trees loom above and around her,
Dominating the space.
Gone are the days
The picnics and warm summer nights.
She seeks a place to hide
to escape her mind
A nothingness where existence
Is wholly subjective
And does not include
the anxieties and troubles
of human life
Oh how free, how liberating
For a mind not to constantly
The leaves in front of her blind her,
the thorns catch her skin,
Desperate for something to cling on to.
The poisonous berries hang in front of her face
Tempting her to take the final plunge
And endless freedom.
SurvivalSurvival.Survival3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Give a man a fish he will eat for a day.
Teach a man to fish he will eat for a life time.
Give a man a gun he will rob a bank.
Give a man a bank he will rob the world.
We adapt and adjust.
Constantly dithering on the cusp
Of what is considered wrong and right,
Ensuring that our ambitions remain in sight.
We would be willing to do anything
In order to get what we truly desire.
We would be willing to risk everything
Even putting our friends in the line of fire.
We may share the bounty with others,
Allowing them to experience the fruitful taste.
Given the option we will even care for our brothers.
Just as long as we are well endowed with songs of praise.
We are opportunists.
We are convincing and ruthless.
We are the modern day Judas.
YouI no longer have anything to cherishYou3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were not my lover
You were not my significant other
You were my brother
Not by blood
But that did not matter.
You're leaving, but you're living
But only for yourself
You care not about how your actions effect "us"
But as long as your actions make you happy I guess all I have to cling on to are our
Moments that have passed, and will never return
The cherished moments when you were my best friend in the entire world
You're leaving our memories, our happiness, and our cherished times behind
As you pursue your career, and happiness far from "home"
Just know I only regret
Not having more cherished moments with my Best-Friend.
The SkullShe'll speak to the dead with her head on one side,The Skull3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Punctuate conversations with the roll of her eyes,
For jokes loose their bite once the dust takes my teeth
And laughter is dry without a tongue or lips and speech.
Watch the cracks for my mind and I have long fell out,
We were in for a while but overdue another bout
Any apologies would be useless in this little war
The maggots will mean the argument is lost for sure.
Once the stone grows too cold she will bore of my grin
But don't put my skull back where I lie straight and thin
Up here is a sun to bleach the old bones white
And a silver sheen smile beneath the evening starlight
My nerves frayed to cobwebs and caught the last draft
I won't feel the heat or ice like I did before in a past
With dark empty sockets I'm staring on blind
But it's better than rotting satin and myself for all time.
But while you perch on my name you may chatter on
Tell me of those who remained after my coffin was gone
If they became neighbours or settled elsew