Warm HandsShe looked across at meWarm Hands5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So close, I could touch her, smell her perfume.
So close, I can almost see my reflection in her eyes.
But even I can tell that we're really worlds apart.
Later, when looking back, I wonder what she was thinking.
Mysterious is almost the right word, but still not quite.
She posses an air of confidence mixed with the tinge of a broken heart bringing her down.
I remember looking at her, and something about me, or the world made her sad.
She had looked like she was sad, but she was crying on the inside.
I'd think for hours later,
hours I still spend,
thinking about how she reached out with her hand.
A hand so much smaller than my own, a gender difference I'd known of, but never known.
My hands are always cold, like spades of ice, but she took one anyway.
And even now, I could sit for hours, looking in her eyes and holding a warm hand.
Memories of HopeThe pictures hang on the wall like memories in spaceMemories of Hope5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Giving way to times when grins splayed lazily meant little more than
Now the smiles warp to lies and intentions briefly hid
The corners of those photographs yellow while paint peels
Hope has touched her, Hope has washed the smiles of the chosen
While forgetting those too eager to change
While forgiving those too eager to love
Hope will touch the tides of hearts everywhere
These memories, these lovely dreams, shall always remain
SpeechlessI'm not afraid of flying, just of the fallSpeechless5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I know, with sinking, comes losing it all
I'm terrified of heights, of dying alone
I'm not afraid of living, just going on without you
However, one smile is all it takes
To render me speechless;
To make my fears dissolve
Beneath your summer sky eyes
And lovesick breezes that carry me away
I can be anything
If I could have a wish,
Grant it willingly
Please, take these words
Of speech from me?
This Is For YouIf I was an artistThis Is For You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I would paint a smile upon your face.
I would tickle your senses
with my brush strokes
and maybe you could finally look into a mirror
and see the beauty I found in you?
If I was a bird
I would sing your sorrow away.
Perhaps if you would hear me
behind your bedroom window,
your soul would vibrate in ecstasy
like my vocal chords while I shout your name?
If I was Mother Nature,
I would write your name into the air
so the wind would embrace you.
Maybe, just maybe then you
would realize you're not alone.
'Final Hour'I knew it'd only be a matter of time'Final Hour'5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Before things came crashing down
It's only now that I choose
To finally open my tired eyes
And watch my world crumble before me
I stare at myself
Reflected upon the calm water below
And notice only one difference
Her eyes are closed
Why is that so?
You and MeWe held hands one last time.You and Me5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mine in his, and his in mine.
CowardAs I wait, for you to come onlineCoward5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That little green dot
That says you're ready to listen
I wonder if I may have the courage
Tonight to tell you that the elusive girl
The one I asked you how to ask her out
Remember that one?
Yeah, she's you
But how do I admit that to your face
I'm scared of all those things I said
I don't want to lose you
And certainly not hurt you
But above all I want you to love me
How will I even know you say if I never ask
Sometimes I feel it's better not to know
I don't want things to change
Will you stop finding me the one in which you confide?
And so I'll wait maybe forever
Because it might be better this way
How Could You?How did I let it get this bad?How Could You?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm so ashamed
I should've seen it coming,
That you were going to hurt me this badly
That it's impossible for me to be loved,
Especially by you.
I can't even see your name and not cry
So what will this year bring?
But I had regained some hope near the end of last year,
Will you give me that again?
Or will you stay silent,
Making me go back into the darkness...
I can only hope that you'll help me,
Or at least,
I know you can save me,
But I know you won't
You're the one that hurt me
And what am I supposed to do,
When the one who hurt me...
Is the only one that can save me?
Already DeadWhy, oh why, did you give up trying?Already Dead6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You could have told me all those nights you stayed up crying
At this point, it doesn't matter what I've said
Because, by now, it seems like you're already dead
I've tried so hard to give you the world
But you ignored it, and into a tight ball you curled
Away from me, from everyone, you stayed
Hiding, oh what a big mess we've made
How long have I sat here sighing?
Doesn't matter, since you're already dying
Rotting away, bitter at me
For only wanting you to look around and see
They care, dear friend, they really do
Please don't make me have to find you
Dead, alone, and gone from this life
Because I can no longer stand your ongoing strife.
WakingI woke up without you todayWaking5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But this emptiness
That's not new.
I woke up without you today
But these tears
They've dried and rusted
I woke up without you today
And these faded memories
They're all I've got
But today, I woke up
And my hand was clenched in a fist
And that was new.
Today, I woke up
And I hated the people who took you away
Remember Me- For SammiI am but a girl of fourteenRemember Me- For Sammi5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Asking all to remember me
The way my hair flowed from my head
The way I spoke, the things I said
The field of innocence, shattered
In the corn silk sky on the night I cried
Out, obsidian moon taking over
It stole away my last breath
And when you see a candle, remember me
For I can still make life flicker
I might seem missing, taken
But I'm right here, between the conscious and dreaming
When you see a camera, remember me
The way I could capture your smile on film
Dry your eyes, smile
I'm not dead, just sleeping
Teenage Love AffairIt's a late night at your window.Teenage Love Affair5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Staring out at the stars and space.
16 years old.
Pouring out your heart and soul,
into a 160 character maximum.
His Hoodie's on your back.
His scent in your nose.
and "These Words"
playing softly in the background.
There will be no sleep for you tonight.
You can dream with open eyes.
It's a late night at your window.
Staring at the sky through misty eyes.
16 and 2 weeks old.
Changing your status to "single".
De-friending as you go.
His Hoodie in the trash.
His Picture burning in the bathroom.
Devil Wears Prada,
and "Never Meant to Be"
blaring loudly through the room.
There will be no sleep for you tonight.
He'll find you in your dreams.
...whether your awake, or asleep.
Not a Love PoemI love things you doNot a Love Poem3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Things you say
How that smile can
Take my breath away
But I don't love you
Not in that way
I need to tell you
So that you'll stay
I need to tell you
It's not like that
So you'll know
And that'll be that
But you don't listen
This is my choice
And my promise kept
I said no once
You didn't know
You gave it time
Hoping it'd grow
Sadness I saw
On your beautiful face
From my memory
Is never erased
I'm sorry I hurt you
I can say it again
But I cannot undo
What I did back then
This GirlThe hand behind this pen,This Girl5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Can't write the words they need to write.
The voice behind this tongue,
Can't speak the words it needs to speak.
The vision behind these eyes,
Can't see the sights they need to see.
The girl behind this body,
Can't be all that you want her to be.
The martyr of loveI am still a stranger in your battlefieldThe martyr of love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My rifle on my shoulder, I do not mean to fight
My tears cutting the ground under your feet
You stand over my bleeding body
Your cold blade dripping your way out
You stab me, once and twice, you grin at my wounds
My blood meets the thirsty salty soil
They greet, they hug, they mate under your feet
They give birth to the wild bloody roses
Where every wound blooms once more
I hear your walk away, leaving my barren land
I pray for death to push the arrow deeper in my back
To take the last hopeless breath, the last breeze of love
Bury me where the old moon was born
Let my head rest in a land of cinnamon and honey
When the white hands arrive with their remedy
Tell them all my birds left me and flew north
I do not wish to heal, I do not pray for cure
Battered and broken, my heart left the shore
Hate to LoveOkay.Hate to Love5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I've told you I sort of liked you
That was a lie
I like you more than
you could ever possibly imagine.
This is the closest I've
ever came to love.
Yet no matter what happens,
what is said, it's me who loses in the end
You probably don't even care
but I just want you to know that
I want to hate you but I can't.
I love you.
Even after all that's happened,
I still do
MusingI'm too young to spend my lifeMusing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
running from the thunder,
staring at the kitchen walls wondering
how life would be different
if they weren't the same color.
MoonlightingMoonlighting3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Our eyes always aspiring to see behind vision, as if
to discover what lies hidden beneath the flood of light.
Always we're trying to peer beyond the moon's bright cloak.
NeedA kiss-Need3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Upon my breast
Finding sensitivity with urgency
Hands press into my hips
Passion flowing from eager fingertips
Pressing strong into my willing flesh
He whispers hotly into flushed skin
Words falling like a kiss upon my ear
I want you
I need you.
FlowersFlowers,Flowers4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why give them away.
They die and shrivel
Is this what your love is?
Something that doesn't last,
Wilts away, decaying!
No one truly desires that,
A love that won't last,
A love that wades with age!
Why, use it as a symbol?
If the symbol wades
Wouldn't the compassion too?
Further DownFurther Down4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Strange, complex, and intertwined
Blades of grass on river beds
Soothing water, in shallow depths
And moves them further down
Mighty oak with ancient roots
Feeds from river's sacred spring
Its branches are weighed heavy
By many years of burden
Move further down
Craggy rocks upon the sandy shore
Cut the earth upon its face
But what starts as sharp
Soon is smooth
As the water
Moves further down
Wind swept plains of desert sand
Burning, twisting, biting
Hostile to the waking sun
Yet the water gives it life
Amidst the the tainted ruin
As it moves it further down
Soon all of heaven and earth shall pass
Into that unknown realm
But with my knots untwisted
My burden taken, my edges smoothed
And my scorched soul quenched
On that far off shore
I'll move further down
A Strange Letter FoundA Strange Letter Found8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A much-folded and faded letter was found among the personal papers of Professor Howard Rice after his death in 1936. The contents, more than a little puzzling and troubling, are presented here unedited for your review.
June, 17th, 1908.
My Dear Friend Howard,
I am writing to you, from my room at the Kempler Arms, a run-down inn located in the God-forsaken port of Rockfish Harbor, North Carolina. I have just drank the contents of a bottle of brandy in the vain attempt to calm my nerves enough that I may commit the events of the last few days to paper before I collapse into much needed slumber.
I came here, as you may recall, to study the lasting enigma of the disappearance in 1587 of the English colony on Chapanoke Island. In my mind, it is a great mystery, more than worthy of ranking alongside the more commonly known tale of the Mary Celeste. As you may remember, she was an abandoned ship found off the coast of Portugal in 1872. None of the her crew or passengers were ever found