AliceWhen black has stained the infinite blue,
And sleep compels me to retreat
I grin upon the thought of my blanket's sweet embrace
As I slay the dim candle I earlier lit
Shortly, I am severed from all
To see light once more
And then I spot her, grinning widely,
Composing giggles of four
She invites me in her welcoming home,
Her hands, opened wide toward me
She tells me how fun it is inside,
She tells me it's something I'd love to see
I grin in anticipation,
And lift my hands to reach her
I think of all the wonders I'd see
Stretching my arms further
Then suddenly we are afar in countless kilometers
When we were only a foot away
Haikus are Too ShortHaikus are too short,Haikus are Too Short8 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
To be at all worth clicking,
So I'll write some more.
These words are filler,
So I don't feel truly bad,
For writing briefly.
I write re Haikus
In a Haiku, how clever!
I'm showing off now.
Never ChangeTrust and honestyNever Change8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
is such a rare commodity
rarely given for trade
since all can be betrayed
But here I am asking you
knowing such fragility
Like a beam of light through the storm
where we break what is the norm
Asking you to be always true
Asking you to be a real friend
someone that could always be relied on
Not only at the start but also at the end
And I know you've been hurt
more than we could ever count
But even when there's all sort
of people that has an evil bout
Never give up or give in
I want to protect you from their taint
cause I already have seen
the bad picture they would paint
Making you from being hyper and ha
Listening to the DoomsdayI have so much to sayListening to the Doomsday5 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but nobody listens.
Do I talk too much?
Do I listen too little?
Are we just
the world is never
going to end?
Doomsday is coming.
We talk so much.
I hear you, I hear everyone.
But do I listen?
Little by little
we're losing contact
and the world is coming to its end.
WishmasterA whisper, in cold skies of old, dying starsWishmaster7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is heard, and their lingering death
With not one regret turns and scatters in waste,
As realms of shattered humanity haste
To live and to burn out their breath.
Yet soon there's a scream, a small cry of despair
That binds all the skies to avail,
And one daring soul stands behind to convey
His wish to unravel all living dismay,
To bury his past and prevail.
And thus it begins, as no man can escape
The sweet domination of want,
While stars burn and shine, for so he allows,
The master of wishes that hastily vows
To bring forth desires to grant.
But no man can endure the cruel truth behind,
Neon RainbowAfternoon, I sleep awoken,Neon Rainbow8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
with a mess inside my mind.
In a place i'll know forever,
I will never leave behind.
But then cobalts call me, sky.
Life in blossom, firefly.
A smile once appears in me,
In rainbow palette,
With a wondered look,
a small sihouette.
Happiness, a burst of sweetness, joy.
Dash of love, and i am just a boy.
A spectrum, imploding heart,
there's no side to back.
Just need breathe, and be alone,
retrieve the attack.
Beauty at day, shining arc.
Fades out away, It's a dream.
When it's not, during night.
Raises upon neon beam.
Now i am able to see.
Not what is, but what will be.
Dream. and never sleep,
The GirlShe stared at me from the darkThe Girl8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Frightfully dead eyes devoid of life
On a dreamship I tried to embark
Who would have known she wished to strife?
For the chance to be alive she said
That we battled it out till morn
A trade, she to be alive and I to be dead
But this deal, I mocked it with scorn
I fought with fluid accuracy
And she with jerky desperation
A pathetic thing, she did not wound me
While to hell I gave her quick transportation
I flopped back onto my bed
And sighed with casual relief
A pounding, pouding in my head
I gasped with utter disbelief
Demonic, satanic, a damned soul
For she possessed my mind and body
A trade i
SpringSpring I have missed you so muchSpring1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I missed your warm breezes touch
I missed the green grass you had
Seeing snow makes me feel sad
I have missed the birds chirping
I have missed the bees lurking
I have longed to see a rose
It's scent rising in my nose
The sound of your rivers
Makes my heart stop its quivers
Where ever are your blue skies
I pray for winter's demise
Reminding me of a thief
Each year this repeats
Fall takes my summer away
Oh I just wish spring would stay
Monologue of a traveller.Monologue of a traveller.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A shadow lingered on the shattered walls,
swaying in the light of the crescent.
He claimed to having answered destiny's calls,
so he gave life to places long quiescent.
But gods had been merciless to his young age;
throughout the traveller's endless route
they had made apparent their growing rage;
hidden dangers appeared from the bruit.
He held onto sanity's smallest grain
fingers slipping through invisible ropes.
Broken symbols are all that remain
after the illusion of cruely stolen hopes.
His conscious is now much too frail,
and his words are now much too sinuous.
His impregnable diligence to no avail,
and his frenzied monol
ChristmasThe lights are already shining,Christmas5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the gifts are under the tree,
Father Christmas arrives,
to bring me festive cheer!
Young ones and old ones play,
and the food... it's delicious!
With all my heart, I wish you
an occasion so joyous!
In the sky, the brightest star
shines especially for me.
You're also coming to celebrate.
Do you have a gift for me?
I give you my best wishes
for love, health, and a happy life,
A lot of money too!
And next year, let's celebrate one more time!
Twenty OneAll my life has been a shuffe,Twenty One7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
cut it now, let's make a deal.
For, my hands can't keep on playing,
to this end is all i feel.
What you have to keep ongoing?
Tel me stranger, times of last.
But, I'm suited man of business,
both our times you follow fast.
'Do you know about my story?'
Asked the soldier, breathing air.
Shady stranger with no answer,
'Better now, we'll play it fair'
First of all, the lose of loved one,
Times of that, I wasn't. Gone.
Lonely wounded walking stranger.
Ace of Hearts, I am alone.
Long before i fell for pardon,
Banner-figter, proudly chose.
Now, the ghosts of my ambition;
Diamond Ace, my thorning ros
HouseYou see that old house up there?House8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Standing there up on that small hill
It's the one with that old rocking chair
When you look at it, do you feel a chill?
A chill running down your spine,
Striking you with a sense of fear.
The sight is something you can't define
But the sight alone will make your eyes tear.
The history behind the house is lost,
The people in town, do not yet know.
How the house had survived the frost.
Now there always sits a crow.
A crow sitting on the old rocking chair,
Guarding the house like it's owner did.
In the crow's eye is a small tear,
Looking where it's owner hid.
Night WandererThe maples have caught fire,Night Wanderer8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the hickories melted into gold.
The sun became a pale white disk,
letting the world fall into cold.
My heart has made a hollow,
to be filled when you come home.
But until that day arrives,
the barren wilderness I'll roam.
The leaves will make a bed for me,
where I will rest my weary bones.
Faded sun will turn to silver moon,
and stars appear as flecks of stone.
Underneath that velvety Fall sky,
I'll wait for wishes to come true.
Underneath that clear Autumn sky
I'll find peace until I find you.
Unnatural Decay Under a Strange ChurchUnnatural Decay Under a Strange Church5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
There's a white shelled transvestite ladybug crawling across the word "Underwear" on a Craigslist browsing computer screen in the public library.
Then it flew away into a bee's nest in the attic. Here is your epitaph: nettle tincture honey is a sweat curse and friendly lies are a pained dessert. Pretend that bee sting poison is an opium syringe, ladybug.
But the scarlet letter was her bloody joke when a gay social assassin posed as rogue busy bee named Ahab, crouched about to shatter a burgundy shelled secret like a harpoon through a stained glass window.
Across the library St. Asmodeus felt a chilled dagger through his lead filled heart
Innocent ChildThe leaves did fall,Innocent Child6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The flowers of summer did bloom,
A long time ago,
But now, a cold endless winter reigns,
The people’s hearts have turned cold,
Like the icy crystals that hang from cottages,
A poor girl was traveling through the lands,
And she knocked on a door,
Shelter was refused and she threw off her cloak,
Behold, she was the lady of light!
The icy heart was melted and she was allowed in,
Yet she could not melt all the hearts,
Spring must come and melt them,
And for spring to come the hearts must be melted,
If there was one flower a
HarbingerFrom beyond a space where time is still,Harbinger8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Rises a monster who wields a murderous will.
Crimson cuts of corruption line it's carapace,
Yielding imperial eyes on a merciless face,
Engines erupt to herald the harbinger's haste.
From beyond a silence where life is dead,
Moves a deity who haunts a ponderous head.
Purple parts of penetration mark it's form,
Daunting funereal cries by a tactless storm,
Circuits corrode to hail the harbinger's harm.
From beyond a sorrow where joy is lost,
Roams a terror who obeys a wonderous ghost.
Black bolts of beatification hold it's sword,
Slaying mercurial lies to a reckless word,
Diodes deduce to
TaleSomethingTale7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The trees and the air.
That haunts me.
My monsters are there.
out of shadows.
Their hearts pumping ink.
With eyes that can't blink.
Where all born to grow.
And I never know.
in the forest
Where light non arrive.
in the forest.
Where dreams are alive.
Your back not to
To my sisterLike a sister I do love youTo my sister8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The sister who never was mine
Older sister I look up to
My younger sister fair and fine
And you're more than a friend to me
My twin sister with diff'rent blood
We're seperated by the sea
But to you my heart does still spud
Sometimes I curse all of the miles
You and me thousands do divide
I want to witness all your smiles
Those which are born from deep inside
I cannot hold you when you cry
And I really wish that I could
Still a dreamer's mind does fly
And it'll be with you for good
And it brought this few lines to you
Written from deep within the heart
And each single word here is true
A wish from
UmbrellaheadsWe live in a city of smokestacks and umbrellaheads. A city split in two and turned upside down. A city dazed and unsteady on sixteen million feet, six feet under and darker than that. We live in a city that slept for the first time in nearly a century.Umbrellaheads7 months ago in Emotional More Like This
A city of people confused and bemused and infused with "what can I what shall I what must I do now?" It's a city that's hurting and breathing and fishing and wishing and laughing and living and waiting to wake up.
We live in a state of huddling and listening. Watching as the resilient basketball hoop in the driveway snaps in two as the trees behind dance in an insane tango, a physically improbable tango. We live in a state of blank traffic lights and trees flung like toys, leaves upside down and begging to be relieved of the shame of having fallen. We live in a state of emergency.
A state of people who exasperate and exaggerate and desperate to reach their families with no phone no internet no communication no no no. It's a state with th
MementoThe Winter. As if writing a psalmMemento5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She slowly wipes her tears,
Hugs me and keeps my soul calm,
Whilst hours pass like years.
Then she gently puts her hands
Around my neck, and eyes
She closes, while her head bends
Upon my chest. Time flies.
I feel my blood on fire flowing
Madly throughout my body,
As She, with lips violet glowing,
A kiss seeks. My mind is foggy.
Startled, I put my rough hand
Upon the closing kiss
And hastily bring to a quiet end
All efforts of the tender miss.
She opens tearful eyes and strikes
My heart with a sorrowful
Arrow. From her soul I hear cries.
"She looked so colourful..." -
I tell myself.
The Changing SeasonsIn the moonless dark of wanting the human escape,The Changing Seasons7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the rain of desire of man doth fade,
before the time of birth the trees doth mourn.
Under the cover of desire the mind sleeps,
blood dripped from its lustful sword
crows await the night at dusk,
for their chance of nevermore.
In the autumn of devotion our souls do sink,
dying the dance of seasons burn
the season of tears scream under the cloudless sky.
Shapes of discord mourn beneath the surface,
waves of tears escape wordlessly,
the light of our imagination dreaming
under blankets of new snow.
Before the day, the dreams of desire
airy spirits of longing escape their f
BullyingBullyingBullying7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
it happens every day as ya know
at school, in the circle of friends,
on the work and in the office either
of course, insulters circle excepted
bullying is on the rise
like the rise of the nones
and faced by many people like you
they come from all walks of life,
races, genders, cultures and ages
so angst-riven, panic-stricken, spine-chilling,
pain-ridden and, of course, empty-handed
nightmarish all night long
from day to day down to the present day
you went into a deep depression
assailed by fear and dark thoughts
you try to settle down the silence
you try to fall asleep, bothered of awakening
you wish to have a
AvalonAvalonAvalon8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Disaster struck upon the Earth
Chaos spread like a wildfire
And the humanity split
Turning on one another
Soon nothing was left but the bare dust of the burned
The virus spread and killed everyone
And in time the dead came back to life
Hunting the living and punishing them for their sins
The Armageddon came and we couldn't escape
The world fell in to the dust of destruction
With each day the living decay as the dead arise
With each moment the remains of humanity fade
The sun blazes over the dying lands
The dry rivers and burned fields
Only the road keeps on going forever
Only the road keeps us alive
We move from
Exequywhere the streetlightsExequy7 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
still flicker on and off,
there still resides a
long forgotten town.
the smell of gasoline
is still pungent
as it creates a
beneath my feet.
the howl of the wind
reminds me of the
church-bells from home,
oh how I miss them.
cracks: vascular and plentiful,
provide the streets
its only characteristic
as I wander the insides of this
I cannot even breathe.
the sky is pregnant
with the stories,
and distilled memories.
But where has everyone gone?
The nurseries are empty,
screaming for the unborn
and reaching out
to the skies.
Lucifer's fallLucifer's fall8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Look at yourself!!Look!
You're the brightest star of them all.
See,darling,you're the most beautiful one,
But still,you chose to fall.
Your wings shattered,
And your soul went black,
Did you ever regret it,my dear?
You keep it silent,there's no way back.
You left heaven behind you,
Do you miss it? I know I do,
I miss the innocence and the glitter,
The sweetness of the clouds and the truth.
I miss my wings,
Yes,honey,I lost them too.
See,when you fell,
I jumped. I fell with you.
I just wish you'd take me in your embrace,
Hold me tight and never let me go
Your sinful lips on mine,
Send me the wind and I'll know.
I can feel