And sometimes that's all there isOnce there was a young girl who believed in three things: breathing, dying, and true love. Three basic things, that shouldn't be too difficult. What she didn't realize was that they are all intertwined. We breathe to escape death, while we also breathe to die. Then true love gives us breath, but true love lost causes us to die even slower and painfully so. No, she did not know it then but she most certainly does now; for she has breathed and loved and died all at once and then altogether. Inhaling only to exhale, breathing only to love, and loving only to die.
Our LoveEven the strongest winds cannot move such little thingsOur Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like the smooth pebbles on soft sand
Maybe our love?
If it was large
It would be easier to get carried away in the wind
But what if it had weight
As heavy as star
Reflected by the seas
Then wouldn't it get washed away or extinguished?
So maybe a pyramid
High into the sky
But how would we be able to climb it?
How about a small scarlet glass heart
Maybe thats how our love is
It's not incredible
It simple but works
Who's That Girl?Who's that girl?Who's That Girl?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With the bloody nose
And a broken heart
But nobody knows
How she's suffered
How she's cried
When she's left alone
And her dreams had died
Who's that girl?
All by herself
Who hides her feelings
On a shelf
Who is she
What's her name
It's a crime
And a shame
That when that girl
There's not a friend
For her to be found
That girl is crying
But no one cares
The world turns
Its face unawares
She's looking for love
She wants a friend
She has high hopes
But in the end
She's left with nothing
She's flat on her back
Her heart just broke
With a loud crack
But no one heard it
No one cares
No one knows
The pain she bears
Who is that girl
Why is she here
Why do her eyes
Start to tear
What's wrong with her
Why is she sad
Is her life
Really that bad
It doesn't matter
Who really cares
About the pain
That girls bears
Sonnet IIIWhat a woeful waste of time she saidSonnet III3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As she grimaced at my youthful verse,
Foolish is the work that forgets the purse
For every man ought to earn his bread,
And saying no more she quietly fled
Away from my pen's impalpable curse,
For when my mind in muses did immerse
Alas! I confess she was to me; dead.
While her beauty was still untouched by time,
The years would in time play their timeless part,
And how cruel be I to love her prime
And upon its ruin, listlessly restart,
Instead I dwell upon the ageless rhyme
For this airy heart belongs to the art.
Eternal loversIn the dark, dark night,Eternal lovers3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
hiding from any source of light,
two lovers hold their hands tight.
Like that night in the past,
thinking their love would always last.
Their feelings and passion so vast.
How very wrong they were.
They didn't know how or where,
but destiny knew the end was there.
They used to laugh together
and dance at the music whenever,
but music ceased and laughter stopped forever.
Affection turned into coldness,
and into rage what used to be harmless.
And at last, love turned into darkness.
Now there is no tomorrow,
all that's left is sadness and sorrow.
Where once was a heart it is now hollow.
That night, the night of their downfall,
that night when destiny finished it all.
Rage and fighting, they took each other's soul.
Soon they realized their mistake,
but death was there their lives to take.
One last wish they were granted to make.
To lie forever next to each other,
holding the hand of their lover.
Their wish was granted, the night was over.
In the dark, dark night,
A Mortal LoveI watch as your wings breakA Mortal Love3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And you realise that all your dreams are fake
From sleep you wish that you will never wake
But I'll take your hand when you are falling
And to the sky they'll hear us calling:
"Death will conquer all except for us!"
I lie close to you, dear
And listen as you scream of all you fear.
The hell that life has brought you this past year
The day grows old as you sit and wonder
But thinking tears your heart asunder
And I pick up the pieces of your love.
You cry into the night to save you
But all the terrors seem to choke you
And when you find the lights have gone out
I will take your hand and lead you home.
I watched as you fell down
And to the demons around you you succumbed
I cried in anguish for the things I'd done.
As I saw our lives in paper boxes
I turned to leave and do the kindest
Thing I thought I could, and ran away.
But you followed me here
Through hell and high water you faced it all,
So now we'll lie in Heaven until they call
Us back down to earth and t
Let me be your poem.Let me melt the cold pain from your skin, transform into the sun and heat your hurt––so it evaporates into white clouds of hope that inspires the trees to sway.Let me be your poem.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Let me touch you like the first story I've ever read in brail, after deciding to go deaf before letting another sound replace your voice.
Let me shatter every tiny ounce of doubt from your being, using the weight of my love for you–– to demolish it's once relevant place in your thoughts.
Let me carve holes in to the night sky, so you can see how my universe revolves solely around you, making the moon shine bright with jealousy.
Let me fly you to the nearest nebula, so we can finally be as high as this love makes me feel.
Let me drive you crazy like a mirage in a desolate desert, making you crave it so much you imagine it in front of you, dying for a taste.
Let me be the sun to warm you and you can be the rain to cool us down, and we can make the sky blush a million different colours.
Let me be the baseli
NaPoWriMo- Day 5She used to try and catch butterfliesNaPoWriMo- Day 52 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
until she realized their beauty
rubbed off on her fingers;
but she will always be loving you
with those digits.
20 years from now
when even the love on her arms
Bend to EndThere's a small crackBend to End2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On the surface of my heart
And each word you utter
Forces it apart.
You're supposed to mend it
And pull it back together
But all you've ever done is
Make sure it stays forever.
And as I lay here
Listening to you shout
My heart starts to bleed
As streams of tears break out.
As my heart bleeds out
My life takes another bend
And with one last breath
I beg for it all to end.
Hell's pressure.When she was alone,Hell's pressure.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she lost herself.
The same way god lost me.
The putrid ghost,
he murdered her,
and dropped her body in the sea.
I longed and searched for that innocence,
but she was nowhere to be found.
It's almost like my childhood
was pilfered without a sound.
When he dropped her in she struggled,
she fought she cried and screamed.
Alas all good is weak yet lovely.
Alas she is only a long lost dream.
Now they drag my body out of water,
and I feel like I am breathing.
I cut myself on this evil world,
and I cannot halt the bleeding.
It's done with I'm done with I'm sick.
All my faith was washed out at sea.
All alone and in company I lost myself.
The same way your god lost me.
Black-HeartOh look at her with ivory eyes,Black-Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Striking the velvet veil of starless skies.
Is she a draconian demon ready to bring ruin,
Upon those that ripped her life apart,
With every pulsating beat of her black-heart?
Oh look at her with crimson claws,
Maiming the satin skin of monstrous maws.
Is she a bedlam beast desiring to grant devastation,
Upon those who mocked her for a start,
With all the wild begging of her black-heart?
Oh look at her with ebony breath,
Purging the flaxen flesh of devilish death.
Is she a cruel creature who wields her earthly wrath
Upon all who took to hurt with such art,
With the aching echoes of her black-heart?
HarborShe'll have blue eyesHarbor2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for the seagulls
because she'll know how it must be
to fly in the salt-kissed air
and only see water for miles
and love it.
she'll want to taste the ocean
in the wind,
a particle of Calypso's tears
for every life lost at sea
and she'll want to save every snail and turtle
she can get her long, pale, fingers on.
She'll never wear shoes
because she'll need to feel the sand
hugging her toes on the shore
the damp ocean water tenderly touching
her bare ankles.
She'll chase after the water-line
more than she chases her dreams
because perhaps a life underwater
is her dream.
There will be something
about the way she stands to face
the Atlantic and Pacific
that will make you think
she stands on twin wooden pillars.
And her smile that will look out
to the fading and shining horizon
will remind you about her
and how every faint sound she makes
is like the slits and cracks and whispers
of the boardwalk.
Navy men and Sailors will ask her
for her na
Foolish Enough To Be LovedI'd dig into my woundsFoolish Enough To Be Loved1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
just to make you stay,
cough up my self-inflicting wishes
to have your arms locked around me forever,
because your departures poison my thoughts.
I want to claw my eyes out,
disease my lips &
rip off my ears,
because your existence
will be the death
of me if i ever see
Just Another Lonely NightJust Another Lonely Night3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm torn apart
Your games been played
You've won again
Brutality at its finest
A black hole in place
Of what had me whole
Searing pain of death, alive
Tearing another hole
Your bullet hits home
a supernova called sexcan you hold my breath for a little while? it aches my lungsa supernova called sex3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and i've just been running out of it lately.
i crave for days where you smile that wide at the sight of a talisman
i got made for you. you'll clutch on to it and guard it forever, won't
when my pendant will glow with the
ordinary light of logic and what-is-
right, you'll find that we don't live
His and her love."Don't let go", he said,His and her love.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she complied, as he bled.
"I love you more than life,
my one and only; my wife.
––Don't cry for me baby,
just promise to never forget me"
She wept and held him tight,
shaking, in the cold of night.
She pulled out the blade,
his vision began to fade.
"I refuse to let you go,
you know that you're my beau.
Stay with me… right now,
don't leave me like this…how?
I can't love you more than this,
nothing comes close to when we kiss.
WE have to be kept alive!,
let's BOTH fall and take the dive!
you and me… in the dark…
forever igniting…our spark…
I said I'd die for you, I meant it."
tears fell down his face as she said it.
"It has all lead up to this instant,
you and I, our existence...
We'll rise up to the sky,
we'll be together when we die.
Just me… and you,
Forever in my heart.
you are my missing part."
She grabed the knife on the floor,
and lay still, by his side forever more.
"I love yo
Those Eyes of YoursWhen she thought nothing was going right,Those Eyes of Yours3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
getting pushed around,
She was was so worn, beaten down
She looked into your eyes.
And she knew
that the simple three words were so hard to say.
She thought she loved you.
You looked at her like no one had before.
As if she were human,
not an animal, a freak.
You made her feel amazing-
so that she couldn't collect enough thoughts to even speak.
It was such a beautiful thing.
The girl was so hard to crack from the shell
of which she hid in.
But you were kind, so the cage doors fell.
You made her something that she had never been.
You were so..different from the others.
You didn't hurt her.
The two of you were in the wrong time and place.
And it seemed so hard to face,
that those blue eyes you hid behind
made something that was so horrible, again kind.
Silenceit's like water slipping through your fingersSilence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or the stub of a cigarette bud going out
like the color of the sky right after the sun sets
or the drip drop of the water of a leaky faucet
like a roller coaster — only broken
it's a silent cry for help that is never spoken.
He only spoke to me in lettersWhen we were together he only spoke to me in letters.He only spoke to me in letters2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Endless cascades of oscillating, interconnecting words.
With those words he built a portrait of me,
An amaranthine masterpiece of superb fiction,
That twisted around my cold white frame,
Caressing the delicate bones at the small of my back,
As he made me the subject of his desire.
When it got dark and I couldn't read those letters,
He would take me in his arms in the dark night,
And his hands would be as strong as his words.
His lips move against mine but he makes no sound,
No cries as his breath quickens and catches.
And as the light tumbles in, he closes his eyes.
When I awake, the bed is awash with letters,
And he left behind an indent in the pillow.
There was the story there, of our life,
From the minute we met, to when we die.
Hand in hand, in a field of tiny white daisies.
And on the last page he had written,
"This is how it would have been,
If I could have stayed."
You're a CageYou're a Cage, motherYou're a Cage2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I love you
but I can't handle it,
because every time you tell me you want to die
a part of me dies as well.
Don't you see how it makes me feel?
Of course you don't
because I smile.
I act apathetic.
You're sad enough for the both of us
and I have to be strong because you're not.
I'm not strong either, but I have to be.
Inside, I'm suffering too.
You're a cage, mother.
A cage with a simple lock.
I have the key
but I won't use it.
because you can't live without me
and I love you
even though being around you sometimes
makes me wonder what I'm living for.
You're a cage
that locks away my independence.
I dream of flying, but I can't leave my nest
Your cage is all I've ever known.
Could I even survive on my own?
I love you
but you want to die.
I tiptoe around your sensitivities.
What about me?
What about my life?
I love you, but I just want out of this jail
Within me, is the spirit of a bird
soaring above humans and all their traps and cages,
all their entra
Empiricismshe grits her silver scalpel teethEmpiricism2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
runs spectral fingers through
alloy lungs, she's
dressing in hypocrisies, she's
stretching amber bones &
laughing & it tastes like
tragedy is written out of
mucilage & bathos
she will craft you out of integers & alkaline fluids
(she's a connoisseur of kids like us).
snapped."you willsnapped.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
be my books
open on my bed
with freckled words
bound to your
with stories tucked
into the chapped areas
of your lips, open
your spine crooked
holding your body
to a collection
of sodden bones, like
the soggy pages
of all the stories
you once told me
in the nights so dark
we couldn't read,
above the beating
of the paper and ink
in your chest
where you said
the thing about
what you see
and feel and be
does not have
and the best part
is the stories
will be there
into the pages of
almost thereI suppose if I had to write outalmost there1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the imprints left on me
in three hundred and sixty five
turns around the sun, then
I've learned that love is not measured in sacrifice,
that forever isn't defined
by the footsteps it takes to get there;
I've learned that words are wind, and
you'd better build ships with sails large enough
to catch even the whispers;
I've learned that we don't always get what we deserve,
and if we try to take it by force we are only ever met
I've learned that empty promises are as heavy
as the silences that occur after them,
that wounds can stay raw long after they stop bleeding,
that happiness is hard work, and love is even harder,
and that being human is an excuse
for nothing but magnificence.
Love is LuckDoesn’t it eat at your heartLove is Luck1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
that your perfect soul mate might not even be born yet
They might not be your age
They might not live on the same side of the earth as you
They could be half a world away
Or they could have just died
And you wouldn’t even know
That one person could have been that man who just walked by you yesterday
Or that girl you saw on the train last week
That’s the scary part
They could be so close
But yet they will always be so far
the person who you belong with could be a century away
Or a century gone by
The person you could laugh with the most
Admire the most
Love the most
Is someone you may never meet
Someone who you will never lay eyes upon
Never feel their touch
And you would never know
Who they are
And the way they could feel for you
And the warmth they could give you
And that’s what makes
Tell MeTell meTell Me1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
if you miss me,
can feel my absence
like a piece of yourself
has fallen away,
like a chunk of your being
and only I can replace it.
if your eyes wander
to the empty spaces
that I once filled
with a sense,
with an ache of longing,
to be near me once more,
and once more,
and once more again.
if your nights are haunted
by the phantoms
of my touch,
of my eyes and my voice,
of my kiss
and of the beauty
of you and I.
Do you ever yearn for me
that you can feel it in every limb,
deep inside your stomach,
do the screams
of your livid, red heart
for hours on end
and leave you begging
for the next moment we come together?
if you believe in fate,
the probability of a soulmate,
of a natural design
that makes your everything
so beautifully with mine.
if your hunger rivals mine,
if your dreams
are identical to my own,
if your urges
the way that mine are all