SilenceThey say speaking is silver and silence is gold,
In some cases it might be true.
But there is also a truth that goes untold,
Even if it might be quite blue.
Silence is sometimes bad,
Not always so don't get upset.
Some things that are evil can make us go mad,
Some things that are even a threat.
Even if your enemies will make your blood boil,
The silence of your friends will be what hurts you more.
Words might hurt us, but silence can torment us.
SlenderBetter keep moving,Slender3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Evade his deadly grasp.
His long, tendril arms
Inching ever closer.
Nothing will stop him.
Darkness hides him,
Obscured by the vast
Unknown. But he's always...
The illusion of realityIs this the real world we see?The illusion of reality3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or is it just an illusion of reality?
Will death be the thing to set us free?
Or is that just a weird mentality?
Is life just an illusion?
Do we perhaps preserve things differently?
And is this all just a big delusion?
We want the people to think free
But can they be free if they need to follow the rules?
Can they break free,
Without being branded as fools?
If we want to know more
And learn the real truth
We have to venture in the unknown more
A wise man doesn't take the road everybody sees
A wise man travels off the road and leaves a track
Soul CollectorBloody murdererSoul Collector3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Damned soul collector
Tell me, how could you extort the life out of those shiny, brown eyes?!
I'm vividly smiling as he slowly dies
Tell me, didn't you fell a thing while giving the poisonous kiss?
I feel every beating of his heart as we are immersing in the bliss
A soul collector, destroyer of the mind,
I'm about to extinguish his light, to leave him lost and blind
I'll encage his ripped soul,
Just after he'll lose the self-control
Don't drag another soul into your disgrace,
Just one more blanked face
Don't kill again with your breath-taking embrace,
I promise, just one more one more stolen core
You know you shouldn't, but your claws are digging already in his chest,
I'm spilling his blood, the flesh I wrest
Don't collect this soul, not this time,
I must capture his soul before he captures mine,
I promise, just
Writer's BlockA writer's block is something nobody can bear,Writer's Block3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's the truth, that I swear.
We all have a specific goal that we write for,
Even if it sometimes start to feel like a chore.
When our minds are shrouded and we can't think clear,
That's perfectly normal have no fear.
We might not be able to write about the things we like,
Then sometimes the most brilliant inspiration will strike.
Until we get inspired we should practice writing more,
Even if it's just a simple story about how you went to a store.
We must broaden our horizons for new themes and such,
Maybe we find a subject for which we have a special touch.
So prepare for your inspiration to come,
Or else you cannot put it to words and that is no fun.
Mistakes[Mistakes]Mistakes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"I've made a mistake" is something I'll say
Which would be quite often, almost every day
About silly little things that don't mean much
And really big things that cause a lot of fuss
Forgetting a book and even a test
Or not remembering when you confessed
Not taking out the trash at the end of the day
That leaves this strong smell that just won't go away
Arguing with my best friend, losing them at the end
A relationship that could take many years to mend
Even making new enemies at every right turn
After acting without thought or any concern
The things I've said, the acts I've done
Pushing on my chest like a million tonnes
Those little things never seem to end
Nor do the really big things that I must contend
I'm not perfect, don't expect me to be
We all make mistakes that we can't set free
All of them, however big or small
Can only make a human after all
Kirsten Z. Jacob
love is hurtingThe beautiful days we held so close, I once said to 'hello' to you.love is hurting3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our meeting was brief, and simple.
Caring, and kind.
We left with helpless hearts.
Neither regretting, nor forgetting.
Our meeting place, once helped me smile.
Overcoming each day.
I still wish for the past,
with crying into my hands, at last.
Letting lose the tears,
I know I shouldn't fear.
You tell me "You'll move on".
But the glass still digs into my skin, and prickles each time I see you.
Wandering like I'm not here.
I touch my lips, and hope for yours to return.
The tears keep streaming, never forgetting.
I'm A MonsterDrip...I'm A Monster3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the last warm,
Sticky drop runs out...
I sit there stunned,
Wondering what I've done.
My victim lie motionless,
Gashes and tears
Running across their body,
Head to toe.
The pool of glorious,
Sticky warmth expands,
The flood flowing outwards,
Like a leak in a kiddy pool.
It suddenly hits me...
I'm a monster.
I felt no remorse.
No signs of angst
Or sadness for the
Desecrated pile of flesh
That lay before me.
And as the smell
Of freshly butchered meat
Hang in the air...
I stare around.
The darkness within
Already seeking out
A new target.
Ready to strike once more.
For once the blood
Of a mortal has spilt...
You crave for more,
In a never ending frenzy.
Ready to pounce once more,
I stride off into the shadows.
For here, I bide my time...
Waiting for a new chance
To rip flesh from bone,
And allow the blood to ooze.
CourageEverybody will have one or multiple fears,Courage3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some of them can bring us to tears.
Our fears will never leave us,
A fear is something we will always possess.
When we face that which we fear,
Even if it's only once a year.
We might be scared to death,
Slowly trying to get control over our breath.
Our heart is beating at a much faster pace,
We might even try to maintain a straight face.
Someone who is courageous,
Even if what that person does might be outrageous.
Is somebody who still fears like you and me,
But who still dares to be and think free.
True courage is not hiding from your fear,
But to face your fear head on, even if you're scared.
Through a gap in the fenceThrough a gap in the fenceThrough a gap in the fence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they saw each other.
Drawings on the walls
for messages of love.
Images don't matter anymore
as words are the only thing
that can travel
through that gap in the fence.
Whispers of love
and no one else cares.
Still they have not seen each other
through the small gap in the fence,
But of course
all good things must end.
The gap was closed
and their love was lost.
As time erases
their love was lost
and the lovers who met
through a gap in the fence
never got to whisper
their sweet nothings to each other
through a gap in the fence again.
Don't Die On MePeople tell us that we are weakDon't Die On Me3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
They don't know what we've been through
So if they can finally see
What we've been through
They would surely change their minds
The words "don't die on me"
Bring back horrid memories
I don't want to wish
I don't want to scream
But I wish you were part of me
So tell me how you feel
Cause I want to know the truth
So don't die on me
She was on her back
Whimpering in pain
Nothing could ever prepare us for this
But we knew that she was losing to death
Will you ever be able to tell her friends
How she died
"Don't die on me" the healers uttered
"Don't die on me"
You whispered to your lover
As she took her last breath
I found it hard to watch
But it's never easy
To see someone who you love die
When will I ever get to see
Why I'm in this fight
With a man with monstrous strength
This will never end until one of us has dies
And I can hear someone say
"Don't die on me"
I blink as my world explodes in pain
I look at the sword sticking out of my chest
I wonder how it
SorryTo the future children of this world, I'm sorry.Sorry3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sorry that life is so tough.
And that not everyone is going to like you no matter how spectacular you truly are.
I'm sorry, this world is filled with hate and prejudice.
That everyday innocent people are killed either by themselves or others.
That because you're different you might have to run just a little harder than everyone else.
I'm sorry for the fact that true friends are so hard to come by.
And that one day they will still hurt you.
What sets people apart is whether they're worth hurting for or not.
I'm sorry that one night (or many a night) you will end up lying in the darkness crying all alone.
And that you might never know the reason why.
And I'm sorry that you're not given a choice to be born and the only thing you can do is make the best of it.
That sometimes hard work just won't cut it.
I'm sorry that sometimes you might be alone in a place you never wished to be in; with not a soul in the world to watch over you.
Can't we just pretend?Can't we just pretend?Can't we just pretend?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That we're all just okay?
Can't we just pretend?
That we don't all just fake it?
Can't we act?
Like actresses on stage?
Or like this is all a dream?
And soon we'll wake up and it'll be okay?
Do we really have to talk about the bad?
I want to see the good...
Or just imagine it
I need a brand new world
A fresh start
Can't we just pretend?
That life never happened?
Can't we just pretend?
That this isn't the end
Immortal ButterflyImmortal Butterfly:Immortal Butterfly3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I remember the Immortal Butterfly
Translucent wings that drank from the sky
Glittering dust would fall with every flap
Like warm tears dripped upon my tiny back
I would always chase this butterfly
as it makes its way across the sky
When I look I feel as though I can forget
The painful needles that twist into my back
I would always dream of this butterfly
and I wonder if I could ride it and fly in the sky
When I dream about it, I don't regret
Not being able to leave this tiny bed
Sometimes I can't see the butterfly
My vision turns grey like a stormy sky
I get scared during those times, because it makes me think
Of how everything could fade, before my eyes can blink
I remember when you first brought me this butterfly
You said you plucked it right out of the sky
Did you know it was the first thing that made me smile?
I'll tell you that story, so let me rest awhile...
I love...this little butterfly
It gave me dreams...of a beautiful sky
Although it was somethi
LoveLove is when somebody gives you a shoulder to cry on.Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love is when somebody makes you laugh when you're sad.
Love is when you miss somebody whenever they are gone.
Love is when whenever you see that person you feel glad.
Loving somebody is choosing not to see their flaws.
A human being will never be perfect.
Everything that person does you will give a loud applause.
Cause in your eyes everything that person does is correct.
You want them to smile.
You would work extra just to be with that person.
Even if it would be just for a while.
Love is unconditional, that's the truth.
The FallingThe FallingThe Falling3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Upon malodorous rapture of orphaned darkness,
eternal melancholy becomes twisted and hollow
In the severed reflections of sanguine shadows,
we will drown in ruby tears of pain and sorrow
Whispers of odium seep gently into my dreams...
The Raven lingers in solemn clouds dark as coal
My blood surges like a chorus of bitter requiem
And my lips the anathema of your dying soul
Dark lust hums like a cold tide of weeping voices
Perfumed in ash & bone, hallucinations imbue
Blood soaked robes hang from my slender bride,
shimmering like scarlet threads under ebon skies
After sable petals fall upon my beloved's grave,
there will dwell but ravaged winds of lonely cries
O' Witch of mine, dark'n dreary, forsake me not
In a sombre kiss, veiled in falls of ambient pitch,
we drift into the renaissance of the Falling...
ever dreaming and bathing in the poetry of death
In the web of mortality demons haunt & undress,
Deep in the gloaming, I beseech thy last breath
My thirst seeth
Ink GravesLetterless words and pageless books-Ink Graves3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and ink blots on the flowers;
Ghosts scratch their heads and tap their pens,
all across the hours.
Winds can howl and cease to be,
by one twitch of my pen;
I spoke of writing a poem tonight,
and by dawn I've written ten.
Emily sits aside nobody,
the Raven, above, waits;
Frost dances in a yellow wood,
among the long lost dates.
A tall, well spoken willow,
looms over the grave;
Protecting every dated word,
and every thought they gave.
I crumple another masterpiece,
with thoughts I'd thought to save;
and as it strikes the baset bottom,
it rests in its ink grave.
Night of the ViolinSeek you me in a grave shallow,Night of the Violin3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bleeding upon a blade of rusted steel
The mood of a rose ascends beyond ether
caressing souls in skies hoary
From the pitch of solitude she appears,
dark hair soaking upon winds quiver
(violin weeping in the dew of nocturnal sunrise)
As the moon whispers in twilight's fall
my thoughts swirl into a halo of numb reverie
Entranced in the gloaming of her love
dripping within the lotus of her serenade
Beset in eyes of jade,
drowning in sensual delight
Seduced in a gothic sky
Deepest gaze unleashed into my soul;
she weaves a spell of turquoise feather
her violin brushes my skin in dreamy hues
Evanescent in spectral shards of solemn rains
my thoughts swoon in burning juniper
Servant to the epitome of her will
basking in the shadows of her mind
kissed in the aura of sweet sorrow;
untold love begins to flow
Embroidered in the ballet of night's fall
violins seethe in star-clustered valleys
like a burning choir of lonely spirits
My thirst blushes in a sea
SuicidalBlood flows from our wrists,Suicidal3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Making our hands turn into fists.
We only feel the pain and sorrow,
Have we given up hope for a better tomorrow?
The rope is hanging from the ceiling,
Helping us end that miserable feeling.
The pills are scattered across the floor,
Maybe we need to swallow just one more?
Others might refuse to see the cruelty of life,
While others try to end it by the knife.
Trying to get out of this cruel dream,
Sometimes all we can do is scream.
There are others like you out there,
You might not yet know where.
But they try to overcome it,
That's something not all will admit.
Every one of us needs a helping hand,
Facing these torments alone is something none can withstand.
But we would first need to admit and ask,
Be willing to take off this smiling mask.
Before we get to help to finally smile again,
And get rid of all this pain.
HopeHope is just the liesHope3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I tell myself
Hope tells me tomorrow
Will be better then today
So I don't cry myself to sleep
Hope whispers that next time
I'll do things right
When I only make it worse
Hope says that everything will be alright
When I know it won't be
Hope promises that there is a perfect
Person for me and that one day
I'll find that person
Hope shouts that one day
I'll do great things
And will always be rememebered
So that I'll never truely die
Hope sings of a better place
When there isn't one
Hope mocks that it could be worse
But most of the time
I'd do anything to not be me
Hope is merely a lie
But that's okay
Because a lot of things are lies
Please, Don'tPlease, don'tPlease, Don't3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You don't realize
What will happen if you do
You speak to thousands
But you listen to no one else
Cut that wrist again
What pain you cause me
You scream for help
But you do not accept it
Don't make me
Build you your coffin
I don't want to paint you
With my misery tears
Don't do it
Life has so much more
To offer you
Just give it time
And times a bitch
But happiness will come
And trust me, it's worth the wait
The lost innocenceMy innocence is lostThe lost innocence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
one night, I lost this treasure
I thought to be ready
I thought being loved
but for him, I was a bitch
for him, I was a toy
the love had disappeared
I regret this night
I regret my impatience
Today I am a princess without crown
a teenager at heart injured
which seeks forgot this day
LifeLife.Life3 years ago in Letters More Like This
What does exactly life mean?
Let me crawl out of my dark corner and spit out my own definition. Let me shed these words before it becomes illegal. Let me crawl out for a moment; after I finish you can toss me and my ripped soul back in my gap. You can laugh at me and my foolish words. You can spit on my face and step on my heart.
And I know you will.
Life is built of silly, great, sweet, glorious, uplifting, cheerful, colored lies that we are used to call dreams. You can claim that I'm insane but try to analyze your dreams for a moment. Try to grab those sweet words you whisper to yourself every night. You can try but it will never become true, just like your dreams. Sure, five people out of twenty-five will see their dreams turning into reality, but for how long? Seeing your dreams turning into reality involves seeing them shatter down to pieces.
You may say that I'm negativist. You may give me examples of people that built up their dreams and lived happily ever after. You
HollowSo many questions that I don't know the answer to,Hollow3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But I feel like it's better that I don't know the truth,
For they would probably eat at my head,
Hollow it out from end to end,
Take control of my mind,
If those answers I were to find,
Root themselves deep within my skull,
And grow until they were full,
Full of contempt and disgust,
Disgust that I gave you my trust,
While it still may enter my thoughts,
It's better than being controlled like a robot,
A simple sentence could free my mind,
Or cause it all to collapse and unwind,
But I guess that's the gamble that I'll take,
Because lately I've grown to hate,
Hate the things that could be true,
Hearing stories about the things they'd do,
Lately my mind is all over the place,
Written all over my tired face,
I thought I was so strong,
But sometimes I'm just wrong,
I find myself losing my firm footing,
Due to my mind taking a thorough shooting,
Thoughts like bullets enter and exit,
Reminding me of how much I truly miss it,
But I can't be th
PainPain3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An unpleasant feeling you may think
The feeling cannot be described in only ink
It can come and go in just a blink
It would be the bitter taste if life would be a drink
It's what gets us down
It's what leaves us with a frown
Sometimes makes us want to leave town
And sometimes makes us want ourselves to drown
It sure isn't much fun
We always want it to be over and done
We can't make it undone
Pain, is a measurement of will power
Recovering from pain may take more than an hour
But in the end you will blossom like a flower