My Painting of YouI painted you today.
Rolled up the paper,
and carried you in hand.
Gave you to a girl,
with your eyes,
and chestnuts in her hair,
Made her smile,
seeing butterflies in a field,
but she gave you back,
when she saw
they are going in the sunset.
I put you on
my dreaming wall,
to be my last glimpse,
of my world
before I remember
you're only a painting.
HerstoryHer-storyHerstory1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I can't describe to you how much I love her.
I actually feel nauseous just at the thought of her even thinking of another.
In all my short life I never even thought I would ever discover.
A woman that I would be proud to name as my baby's mother.
I know that if I were to hypothetically loose everything, we would still have each other
And it is my chest only that she will caress under the cover.
Of course we are bound to argue and I will occasionally confront her.
Although I might not say it, I might even imagine her being someone else's lover.
And it's because of my insecurity and paranoia I end up making her suffer.
I'm just so used to everything going wrong sometimes I forget there is a book underneath every cover.
But the books I have read and heard about have forced me to think twice and not even bother.
They teach me to remain loyal to my masculine nature and become the perpetually lusting hunter.
That cares only about himself and disregards all others.
However that is n
Untouched BooksDirty fingerprints crust the pagesUntouched Books1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Of the books of forgotten lore
That have laid here before all ages
Untouched from before-
Unconcerned with reason or rhyme,
Longing for those finger-shaped prints,
They have waited all this time,
To be imprinted with darkened tints
But all that meets them is the chilly air,
And the quiet whispers of phantoms past;
And still they wait with silent flair,
To be marked with fingers again at last
No Longer Lost!Impossibly lost, where am I?No Longer Lost!2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Panic sets in, tears in eye
Where is this place so full of fear?
Daylight is fading no people here.
Footsteps echo, shadows fall
Alone and lost not brave at all
Trembling limbs suddenly weak
Heart is thudding, rising beat.
What is that sound I think I hear?
Choir is singing somewhere near
Follow sound it will surely guide
To place of safety, no need to hide.
Wooden church appears in dark
Glorious voice sings like lark
Realization I am finally found
Music soothes, then surrounds.
StifledWe kissed in the shade of oak trees.Stifled1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
We held hands in the chill of the river.
We ignored the council of wiser men.
And now our love lives like that summer:
It shall ne'er bear heat again.
Abuduction.Abduction.Abuduction.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Another convicted paedophile free to walk again.
Currently living by a primary school looking for some new prey to stalk again.
Masks himself as a confidant, someone that the children can call a friend.
Specialises in seducing and lulling its victims in to a false sense of security.
With an ulterior motive driven to defile and desecrate their innocence and purity.
How is this ungodly predator somehow able to evade all configurations of authority?
No one is capable of figuring out why this predator has these vile and vindictive thoughts.
No one can possibly understand how much torture and suffering his actions have brought.
To every family and carer that nurtured, loved, raised and taught
Their young to avoid and not to communicate with strangers.
Performing their duties as guardians, preparing and protecting them from any danger.
For them one day to be kidnapped, taken, leaving only their clothing as remainders.
After the investigations and DNA testing all the headlines will
Difference Of Opinion.Difference of Opinion.Difference Of Opinion.1 year ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Just because you did it.
That doesn't mean I have to.
Just because you can do it.
That doesn't give you the right to
My Sweet ShadowMy sweet shadowMy Sweet Shadow1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're always with me
My sweet darkness
I guess that you care
My sweet emptiness
You're the one I can turn to
My sweet shadow
You will always be there
My sweet dream
You make me sick
My sweet illusion
Lies is what I'm feed
My sweet hope
You build me up
My sweet dream
Still you do it to break me down
My sweet knife
Make me whole
My sweet blade
I want to rape my skin
My sweet dagger
I want to feel alive
My sweet knife
Please make me die
Internal ConflictTheres a war going on inside of meInternal Conflict1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And I cant continue this fight
There's nothing left of me to bleed
and I can't find the light
How do I tell her how I still feel
when its been over for so long
How do I even know what is real?
and how my love can be so wrong
Theres a battle raging inside my heart
and its taking away my sight
How do I stop it from tearing me apart
when I know nothing is right
I'm scared to even talk to her
because shes happy without me
I want the pain to be over
I just want to be free
There a war going on inside of me
and I can't continue this fight
There's nothing left of me to bleed
and I cant find the light
How will you love yourself?You have too much insecurities andHow will you love yourself?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
too many judgments on yourself
That blocks acceptance.
Scelus MensA crimson-stained glareScelus Mens1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Piercing through the endless black
Tempting with false innocence
Tainted by sadistic whispers
Trapped in shackles of follies past
Drowning in the toxic waters
Sweetened by inner lust
And indulgent pseudo-superiority
But, as I swat the flies away,
My soul rotting in mortification,
Bitter nostalgia stays my hand
Allowing the sea to consume everything
As the demon within assimilates
All that remains of the shattered me.
Licking his lying lips and brutal fangs
Up on his perverted perch,
His true colors taint my reputation
As I dissolve into my infinite sin.
AngelI will give you wings,Angel1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will give you hope,
to stop crying
I will give you all my love,
to stop your pain
Spread your wings and flyaway
escape your misery
You don't deserve this
Just forget the sweet and bitter
Hold on to love,
It will save you from this
Your wings are stained with lies from others
Forget the memories
The help is on the way.
The fantastic store of Mr. GoawayI've got fiddles,The fantastic store of Mr. Goaway1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I've got riddles.
I've got things I shouldn't have.
'Just don't tell anyone, OK?'
Books of horror, love and drama,
See this one? It's supertragic.
But you come here not for stories,
But to learn some fancy magic.
'Am I right?'
So, come and listen boy.
The thing is not a toy.
Don't touch, or you'll get burned.
'Article tewnty three: The owner of the shop is legally responsible for any injuries the customers may suffer... Who wrote this thing?'
Or into something turned...
A little bit of this.
A little bit of that.
A spark a flash and BOO!
And you just lost your hat.
'The funny thing is that you'll probably never see it again'
I've got voodoo, I've got potions.
I've got... chairs inside a jar.
I've got tempered brick extracto.
I've got things from very far.
We've got old Abracadabra.
Then, a classic Shoo-Bee-Doo.
Then there's 'Na'al dok n'a sin taah'
but 'FrogLegs' works fine as too.
The cards, predict the future,
My cat will read your hand.
The mirror... Is a mirror.
Fiery FadeThe gun was loaded and the gun was fired.Fiery Fade1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You gave all you knew,
To save your dying sun.
You are now lost in a fiery fade.
You surrender to a wretched wreck,
So that worlds would be whole.
As flesh was ripped from your body,
You cried out for nothing.
The snake at you,
Snapping with fearful vengeance.
Beauty was taken.
Scars were left.
The hymns of the dead,
Flowed from your soft voice,
And filled your silent mind.
Steel and flesh met as one,
When you died on the last day.
You never were able,
To reap what you sowed.
freckles/star mapssoft traces of a spinefreckles/star maps1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
thin skin a fragile cover
a thread of life made from
bone and cartilage
brows draw in; eyes narrow
a freckled expanse of
speckled like a star map
constellations drawn with
GraveyardIn sunlit hoursGraveyard1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the glade is quiet.
Everything is still,
no signs of riot.
Far in the distance,
wind chimes are ringing.
they seem to be singing.
Within this heath,
grave stones sit, content.
They seems to forgive
events past and present.
But as soon as the sun
slips beneath the trees,
All forms of silence
and of peace are ceased.
Suddenly, there is smoke
drifting through the eerie air.
Burrows sit menacingly:
they dangerously glare.
Growls, whistles, creaks,
resound through the night.
Shadows lurk rapidly,
waiting just out of sight.
The vines that entwined
the trunks of the trees,
now appear to constrict
without chance to get free.
However, the glow
of dawn approaching
the violence encroaching.
The darkness and shadows
are easily banished.
Another bright day,
the evil has vanished.
Roses and ThornsROSESRoses and Thorns1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Flowers of contradiction.
Their petals are soft as satin
But their thorns are as sharp as knives.
Looking at one, you would never know.
A Million Times.You could break my heartA Million Times.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A million times, and in a
Million dif'rent ways.
I'll still love you;
more than life itself.
GeographyMy last year of elementary schoolGeography1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Possibly the best on record
Before I grew up
We had this assignment that was meant to present
Our knowledge of these certain terms
Mountain, plateau, key, archipelago
Peninsula, strait, and so on, et cetera
Given these small, thin sheets of paper
And the definitions of each
I set out on a snow day to pursue this project
Colored pencils and a black felt pen
Carefully drawing them
Tongue out the side of my teeth
I wanted it to be perfect
It was a four hour ordeal
I remember reappearing out of my room
And lunch had gone by long ago
But I wasn't yet finished
I couldn't find a ring to hang them on
That's what they needed was a ring
And for the life of me I had none
I searched my drawers
Found needles and paper clips and scrap ribbons
Beads, a necklace, small scissors.... A necklace
It was only a simple solution
And I hoped it would be accepted
I even decorated it with beads spelling my name
The praise was more than I had in my eleven-year-old prospect
Fruitful DecayIn a long-forgotten groveFruitful Decay1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where the fruits of folly grow free,
Flowing with the juices of lust
And self-indulgent vanity.
The trunks are crimson-stain'd
By bloodshed of wars gone past
That left the kingdoms desolate
At the hands of relentless wrath.
Twisted by ambition and greed
Their arrogant wills bore envy's seed
And when their plots finally flowered
They were consumed in those final hours
And as the nations fell to ruin,
The heavens too began to rot away;
Leaves descend onto the forsaken world,
Trapped in the birthplace of moral decay.
Bless the AngelsClouded with the swelling lightBless the Angels1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of breaking summer dawn,
The sky is barely peeking
Through the early morning yawn.
Gladdened heights of tinted smoke
Lounge above the glade,
Watching idly all the ones
Who hum a hymn today.
The bells of silver and of brass--
They chime a tuneless song.
Reaching to the yielding fields
And calling home the throng.
There they go with books in hand
To slip through mighty doors.
They scurry over cobblestones
Like ev'ry week before.
They kneel and ask a blessing
From the patron of the day.
Then ask to be forgiven
For their callow, wicked way.
The preacher gives the sermon--
Sad and yet sublime.
But through the congregation
A person shyly winds.
A hand tugs on the preacher's robe
A clinch unto his tongue.
He bends and gives attention
To the speaker small and young.
She eyes the crowd of gazers,
And whispers in his ear,
a stretch of doubtful silence
which lingers on for years.
Then she hides behind the preacher,
Their fingers now entwined.
The preacher meets the
I Wrote You a Waltz (in 3/4 time)The picture of youI Wrote You a Waltz (in 3/4 time)1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
That hangs on the wall
It's black and white;
No color at all
The shirt you wore was grey,
So I guess that's alright...
But I'm wishin' on stars
I could see you in color tonight
The way that you'd laugh
The way that we cried
The way we kissed
When we said goodbye
The way you'd sneak up behind me
And hold me so tight...
The memory's close,
But I wish you were closer tonight.
The letter you wrote
was simple, and kind
I never wrote back...
I hope you don't mind...
But the words that I conjure,
They never seem right,
Which is why that I wish
You were here to sing with me tonight.
The song that we sang
About moving on
It haunts me now
The radio gets it wrong
You sang it so sweetly,
nothing else sounds right!
No one plays it like you...
Would you come play it for me tonight?
My Final BowThe words won't come freelyMy Final Bow1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
They're stuck in my mind
There's so much to say really
But the right words I cannot find
I cannot even say what I want
His eyes will see it for sure
The words will be bold like a typewriter's font
All I can say is at least they'll be pure
I think I'll end this now
It's time for me to turn the page
This is my end, my final bow
I'm just a lonely girl on this lonely stage
Our Romantic CompositionSitting on the rooftops-Our Romantic Composition1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
We watch the others run:
Our race is a different game.
Not as much a contest,
More of an art
So take my hand in yours
As we begin this masterpiece;
Without opinion -
Eyes of TimeSmiles brought upon my lips,Eyes of Time1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
at the mere thought of you.
Tears well up in my eyes,
as you make my heart flutter.
One time, after the other,
you never cease to amaze.
Your soul is a remedy
to this sadness of mine.
At every word you speak,
a light will shine on my mind.
Though far apart, so dear to me.
You alone keep me sane.
So I beg of you, to never leave,
to stay by my side as I by yours.
Forever together we will blossom,
as seen through the eyes of time.