She PlaysShe plays the piano
Just like an angel
Taking strides of her own
With folded wings
Clasped about her skin
As fingers intertwine
And hands do not rest,
But instead move
Across the keys
Unlocking the doors
Of a child's heart
As she sways
Into the Movements
Of a woman
The intensity of
Eyes permeates the air
Even as they are
To the stepping stones
Where raindrops wept
A million tears
That spanned across
And forever flow
No matter how torrent
She eases into that
As her vessel
Until the door is closed
And the song has
Ended, and an easy
Voice, is able to
Exactly what was seen
What was meant
In the Depths
Of her Ocean.
TempestuousThere’s a violence waiting to be invokedTempestuous3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A storm ready to break
flames and hurricane winds
From the concussive
rendezvous of lips
that simpletons call a first kiss.
When the rain begins to fall
and the calm eye is hours ahead
I won't care who gets washed away
and I wouldn't mind if it were me.
HeartI left my heart's door open,Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But no one walked in.
I laughed but no one laughed with me.
All that's left is a symphony.
It's coming from the back of my heart.
I'm waiting for someone to hear it.
Will you listen?
Here Today Gone TomorrowDo whatever you feel girl,Here Today Gone Tomorrow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's no pain to have no more tears to bleed.
Just don't let my emotions penetrate you,
It's a soul filled with sorrow that lives to feed,
But tomorrow comes to take me away if only I could stay.
Do whatever you need girl,
It's no hate to have no more scars to tear.
Just don't let my feelings violate you,
It's a mind lost in mourning that wants to care,
But tomorrow dawns and I'll be gone to walk the night alone.
Do whatever you desire girl,
It's no fear to have no more limbs to maim.
Just don't let my thoughts desecrate you,
It's a heart broke from lovesick that longs to claim,
But tomorrow rises to greet me with a smile now I depart for awhile.
Your Name's My Best ObscenityThe sweetest curses are sugar on lipsYour Name's My Best Obscenity3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If I died this evening, you'd find your name
aflame- the words I last shouted in vain
lingering on my tongue like a toxic kiss-
revenge is addicting, venomous pain,
even spent on cries I know are mundane
No fixing up this unholiest tryst,
forged by two fools who believed in their lies;
or maybe it was I, eager for light
even in spite of the flaws I had seen
Can light be fake? Were your twinkling eyes
a mere disguise to make me ignite?
Aflame, in vain, impure light fuels my screams
My Words DisappearI have something I wish to sayMy Words Disappear3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
But drowned by the noise, my voice fades away
I have something I want to make known
But away with the wind, it's once again blown
I have something that's important to me
But nothing I do will get them to see
I have something I want people to hear
But lost in crowd, my words disappear
A DreamI dream of the skyA Dream3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Flocks of bird fly
With the sun set
A hand on my chest
Amber eyes caress
I'm lost in her nest
her breath on my neck
its why she's a vex
she makes me a wreck
round luscious hips
show a few tips
then licks her lips
Of snowShe knows the windOf snow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tangled in strands of hair
Better than anyone
She knows the way the sun sparkles
Across an Icy sea
She knows every color of the sun
Cast upon a face
To be painted
She knows the molecules
Against brightened eyelids
The shades of trees
From small to Tall
In the expanse
She knows the way rolling hills
Going down a slope
Can lift you up
She dances in shadows play
And makes color palettes blizzard
She turns reflections on rippling water
Into ice sculptures that animate
Through glimmering light
And most importantly
She knows the warmth
Genesis Of The Black DragonBefore tides from the tears of twisted time,Genesis Of The Black Dragon3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Came icy breath of a demonic dragon driven so insane,
By the evil of eternity pouring like acid into it's brain.
Naming itself the judge over justice to cleanse celestial crime,
With a corruption that scars purity with wings of pain.
Before sails spread from the shadows of space,
Came crimson eyes of a dark dragon damned to enrage,
By the ill of immortality like dust of it's age.
Heralding itself the angel over anarchy to grant grim grace,
With a loneliness that taints romance with claws of rage.
Before voices vacate from the vortex of the void,
Came black screams of a dire dragon destined to hide,
By the life of lucidity like sunshine from it's bride.
Crowning itself the sovereign over solace to declare delight destroyed,
With a tension that maims serenity with nerves so snide.
It's Your Sick WorldYou're bold, you're stupid, the blame game is your friend.It's Your Sick World3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pointing fingers, shouting names,
none of them your own.
Swollen bellies, teenage bodies, where's the father,
why the bother?
Drugs replacing, mind is racing, colours facing, love escaping.
Designer brands determine friendships,
the popular ruining it all.
See the girl in the chair, dead in the centre,
judged, broken, offended, broken.
What do you do?
Judge, break, offend, BREAK!
Tear down the creative,
shatter the artistic.
This is your life,
walking a fake line.
Cherish it, or don't.
It's your sick world.
Flightless Birdoh, why aren’t you flying?Flightless Bird3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
amaranthine feathers belong to you, the flightless bird.
wings, calloused and frayed;
your body burning from sunlight, flames bursting from within
little hot-headed creature,
mad at the airborne world above him.
oh, flightless bird – why are you so alone?
once you were the sun, but now you are the moon;
you fell into its craters, came out the other side,
but who are you now?
(purple-red, turning azure.)
your bones have stiffened, cracking beneath your skin –
you are held back, lost.
you don’t know who you are.
if you could fly, you would leave this place, and
release yourself from the moon,
and once again
become the sun.
There's Black All AroundThere's black all around, with nothing to touch or see,There's Black All Around3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm hanging by dead images that started to discolor, swallowed by the obscure sea.
In this dark universe the wind is breathless,
To never wake up again, to bleed to death it would be a bless.
The sweet, cold rain, it never pours,
Because here's no sky, no earth, no exit doors.
There's black all around, with noting to smell or hear,
In my dreams is still a bit of color, but soon it will disappear.
In this dark universe my heart stopped beating,
Here's no oxygen, because there's no need of breathing,
For the last shard of sun I'm still grieving
I'm screaming to the endless dark,
But the echo of my voice won't overcome,
Because here's no "get back from".
There's black all around, with no joy or pain,
Because here's neither lose or gain,
I still remember how love and hate felt like,
But this will be erased too by the obscure bane,
Replaced by a field of nothing, an obscure plain
It's kind of funny to remember that I
The Shower's TherapyLetting the skins drape to the floor,The Shower's Therapy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I reveal my body to the chilled sliding glass,
Stepping away from a mottled brown door,
The sudden sound of rain across tile soothes my ears.
Each step across the icy floor, over into the light blue haven,
A breath, a gasp, the warmth of each droplet slicing my skin, my blood spreading,
My hair loops down across my shoulders,
Like silken chords of brunette hues shining,
I watch as the water slides down the ropes, and dances off into the air before thinning below,
Slowly, I'm shaking,
My breath too shallow, backing up, clearing my eyes,
I lay against the stones and let the rain envelop me.
I forget everything and listen to it rush past my ears.
I watch as it decorates my pale skin with peach dew drops,
And I envy...
I close my eyes and let this constant pounding of the shower beat down on my back,
My nerves begin to dull and I feel rocked to sleep,
tucked in by the coolness of the tiles below my legs...
When I try to stand again, in fear of sitting
Not aloneNo, I'm not aloneNot alone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
At one time I thought so
But never before had I felt
The earth cry with me
For so long I had missed
Not only its tears of sorrow
But Its hands reaching out as if to say
"I'm with you"
All it took was a moment
The breeze carrying messages
I so long had missed
The wind whips like a sigh
Thunder, a shout of joy
It knows it's not alone
I'm not alone
You're not alone
FableMoon cloaksFable3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(and you are)
left clad in only
the softest of
The Flaws of PerfectionI live in a glass worldThe Flaws of Perfection3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every individual as translucent as the next
Cold, without compassion,
Greed and arrogance reflected on their faces
Mirror images of each others' "perfection"
The contradiction to the honey coated words they speak
But the truth is reflected nonetheless
A truth they ignore to uphold their flawed idea of "perfection"
I live in a glass world
The image of "perfection" is mirrored everywhere
Reflected on every surface
Only skin deep, this "perfection"
Transparent, this "perfection"
The means used to acquire this state trivial compared to the end result
Merely a status, a condition, yet
They live and they die for acceptance
I live in a glass world
It's heartbeat erratic, threatening to destroy what they have turned it into
This world, so fragile, it can shatter from the smallest push
And they let themselves be swallowed whole by their ignorance
To attain the false, god-like state of "perfection"
But, from where did it sprout, this idea of "perfection"?
Who has proclaim
when a muse stands silentdo you know what a feather is?when a muse stands silent3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a whimsical quill,
drooped at the top
like a willow tree's branches
hang their heads.
the ink at the tip,
a tear on the corner of an eye
smudging a porcelain face,
a writer wiping it away with his thumb,
the rest of his fingers
cupping a chin,
and he chokes out whispers that embrace
his broken muse.
Genesis Of The White DragonBefore morning breaks the mysteries of the moon,Genesis Of The White Dragon3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wakes fiery lungs of a calm dragon clouded in conscience,
Above bright skies of solitude dancing in the heaven of doom.
Arming itself the venerable victim upon acts of violence,
Against the shield and the sword of a mind mauling her soon.
Before silence bursts the shadows of the sun,
Wakes blue sight of a pure dragon purified in patience,
Above night sands of shadow roaming in the purgatory of ruin,
Calling itself the rhetoric royal upon cries of radiance,
Against the fragility and the fractures of a heart howling in fun.
Before explosions shatter the echoes of the earth,
Wakes white dreams of a rare dragon raised in reverence,
Above light seas of sanguine wandering in the hell of worth.
Validating itself the destined denizen upon values of deliverance,
Against the blaze and the burning of a soul screaming in birth.
Fever DreamsHush now,Fever Dreams3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and close your eyes
against this vermillion sunset.
You feel so much, too much:
leave crescent moons on my skin,
calm the anguished crimson heat
of your own burning heart.
This war shall end, my love;
but what will you be,
if not red?
Your electric touchI keep telling myself that you are the same,Your electric touch3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Like every other guy who has this aim;
To go through as many girls as they can,
And ruin their hopes, their dreams, their plans.
But when our eyes caught, and you looked at me,
I had to remind myself how to breathe,
In some strange way, I was drawn to you,
And my heart screamed out its want for you.
You liked what you saw, you asked for my name,
But you guys aren't the only ones who play this game,
Despite my urgent need to touch,
And my erratic heart giving me an adrenaline rush;
I play hard to get for a while,
Was it just me, or did I see a smile?
A few days pass, and my mysterious guy,
Once again appeared, and I caught your eye,
A smile on your face lingered there,
And once again, you stole my air
But this time I lost control,
There's something about you that warms my soul,
Smiling back, you walk towards me,
I'm lost in your eyes when you look at me.
Months roll by, and I have to say,
I enjoyed myself every single day,
Paper HeartsA clean sheet is how it starts,Paper Hearts3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An innocent life, with an unblemished heart
Pure bliss of a smile, happy affairs
A laugh, a giggle,
A world with no cares
But each day the paper ages
On it's surface, is found a new stain,
And each day the pencil moves,
All the paper feels is pain
The writer is not always the owner,
For the paper can be stolen from time, to time
And if you take the heart,
It will not come back unscarred
But the words can lie,
The heart can die
Rewrite the story,
Create a new life
Where I belongI'm like a broken down train,Where I belong3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
meant to move on,
but i'm stuck here in the rain,
stuck in this pain,
of my demons so strong,
it happens that I,
have been waiting so long,
standing in the rain,
where i belong,
waiting on a pick up,
so i can fix up,
trying to keep my chin up,
so i can sing up,
feel the delight,
as i see a light,
reach the new heights,
and the lows,
of the fight,
reach it in spite,
of this warm frost bite,
because it's so warm,
i perceive that it's right.
i'm close to miss-taken,
reaching for the light.
I'm like an awkward refrain,
of a broken song,
how can i sustain,
my beat this long,
this mind that i changed,
is so far out of range,
to take me,
too late see,
beaten by the frost,
rain turned snow,
and i'm facing the cost,
why did i never,
to the cross?,
prove who's boss,
i'm sorry for my loss,
but in the end,
ruing the life,
that i tossed.
SkinI watch,Skin3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I understand.
I taste stress in your sweat,
tension stretched on the surface,
in the landscape of your
knots in your muscles,
like pearls under
I'll untie the ropes
and kiss the blank
of your broad brow
and I'll write
on my chest,
things like silver lies
and soft secrets,
and wires of frigid truth
because the truth is
so kiss me back,
strike a pose,
be a body
and let our bodies
juxtapose like slow jazz
and your fragile ears.
take a deep breath
of me and
as you tell your
that I miss it too
stop me if you've heard this one beforei.stop me if you've heard this one before3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there is a man on the corner of my street
who gave me a bottle of bleach
and told me if i drank it, i'd finally feel clean.
but i gave it back to him, and went home to take a shower.
because i am almost happy,
and i do not want to mess that up by
chugging bleach or fingering knives or thinking too much
about that man who turned my insides cold
from inside of his car.
because this has to be happy.
this has to be what happy feels like.
it feels like god gave me a vodka bottle
filled with nature and people and oceans and deserts and seas,
cause see, it feels like i'm drunk on life.
i have this nervous habit of scratching holes in my skin
and my mother says it's because
i'm trying to find something beautiful inside me.
she said i need a psychiatrist.
my friend asked me if i needed itching crème.
i keep laughing about stuff that's probably not funny.
i don't want it to rain anymore.
used to, i liked the rain,
because if i squinted, all the lines would be blurred.
Sky EyesDesert hands tell talesSky Eyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of a hundred arid summers, but
you are no longer as cloudless as they
(there is a storm
creeping through blue, blue veins).
But tell the sky to keep her sorrow,
that grey cascade blurring against
eyelids and horizons;
and suppress her misbegotten
droplets, seeping into the sodden
for there is still sun in your sky eyes.