Still like dreaming, you hold me dear-
The Autumn night surreal, the silence bare;
The wind a still gossamer like web tangled wings,
Soft whispers touching of clementine dreams...
The gifts of the Goddess, we take to the skies
An embrace of twilight that between us, lies-
Of masquerading truths and clandestine desires,
And darkening lusts and kindling fires-
You spoke to me, on that Autumn's night
And gave me empty promises that still set me alight-
Temptations, bitter honey, multicolored leaves
All set to rot when spent the last of the eve-
And twisting your hands, you turned the world to naught-
All the hardships and toil to a heaven long sought
(A macabre antiphrasis) But yet still, you burn
The ice of reality turn on by turn-
I did not know sin, or really what innocence deemed
But am I a fool for accepting what seemed
Or rather, I knew to be an inevitable end
To be abandoned the day after only yet again?
Once we had danced under the full moon's glance
Ophelia DreamsOphelia Dreams3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thus we came to rebehold the stars
And the other globes of the celestial skies,
Lady Luna with her blunted horns renewed-
The darkness haunting us left somewhere behind.
Or maybe not quite, so the Heavens do taunt-
While the Sisters Fate laugh as the devils cry;
And the mechanics of the world turn counter clockwise,
They pushed on by the mortals who plot God's demise
But you, my dear Ophelia, what do you see?
Do you envision your ghosts with those sightless eyes?
Or do you see anger, bitter desperation, hate?
The river as my arms that you refused to take?
My faithless lover, to the world a queen
A queen that it lost, like the others it had seen-
And your lips (now cold), how many lies did they speak?
Your hands (now damp), how many others did they seek?
None, and that's why you're a treacherous fool:
You denied yourself yours and now you're so cold
And dead, my Persephone, forever running away-
Like all women, our world's primary cause of pain;
Rose.Rose.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All of a sudden I get these flashbacks
From the first time I ever laid my eyes on you,
I remember the smell in the air,
Not even knowing what would happen soon
I knew you would be one in my life; so rare.
Your hair flowed like a chocolate sea
Looking over and glancing at me,
Smiling and waving
As I blush and hide
You had no idea
You stayed in my mind.
I was too shy
To come at all close to you,
I would try to say hi
But no matter how hard I tried
I would always be
The quiet shy guy.
But one day it happened to me
You came and sat in the very next seat,
That was the day I truly knew
True friends were made
I always knew it was you.
Over time the friendship grew
It was nothing that I ever knew,
I started to feel
As if it weren't real
An imagination that I could possibly feel.
I started to love what would not love me
Looking back that's what I see,
A gift a rose a smile to be
It was hard for me.
I was starting to express my love,
Slowly but surely we began to hug,
I thought you s
White RoseI'm searching for a white roseWhite Rose2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Among a sea of crimson red
That litter the field in countless throes
Looking for life among the dead
I see one withered black rose,
And one red with gleaming thorns,
But not a hint of white within the rows
Of both the old and the newborns
I stop and sit to take a rest,
Watching blue skies give into red,
Holding this hope within my breast
That I might find life among the dead
I have been searching all my life
As countless others did before me,
Searching for the truth among questions rife,
For a hint of white among a red sea
And forever I will search the field
Where the red roses thrive,
Hoping for the White Rose to yield
And help our souls to revive
Sonnet VIOh precious love sworn to passionate painSonnet VI2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Care not for losing Love's seasonal grace,
For it is fitful Love's to love again
And Love shall later love another face,
And of faithful love, Love loves to speak,
A love which lasts till Love's closing day,
Yet, Love loves to imprint every spare cheek
With more love than what one Love can pay,
Unsettled, the scales of love do shake,
Though Love's love for compromise is known,
Still Love from tenure will in time break,
For only love, not Love, is a man's own.
And on every morrow, Love tells a tale
Of merry things upon love's vagrant trail.
I Dream of YouI close my eyesI Dream of You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I see your face
The smile that makes
everyone smile and laugh
The eyes that sparkle
when you joke around
The laugh that infects
everyone and makes me laugh
You look at me
I run my fingers
through your hair
you sigh and smile
I close my eyes
and dream of you
Sonnet VIIIn the quiet hours of the endless nightSonnet VII2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I paced about beneath the sparkling sky,
Yet, neither the moon nor sheeny starlight
Could illuminate my sorry sightless eye,
And so I pondered through each dark hour,
Alas! Had I finally spent it all?
Without my only inherent power
On what devices would I nighly call?
What empty life prevailed beyond these words?
Surely, this was a subtle taste of death?
To never again speak to trees or birds
And live by virtue of purposeless breath?
And then grasped I, as a new day unfurled,
Save poets, thus lived our wordless world.
Sonnet IXIf I were to count all the days of mineSonnet IX2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And keep the jolly best safely aside,
I wonder, would they still shimmer and shine
Unwashed by each sudden sorrowful tide?
Would the gift of cheer prance from cheek to cheek
If arid the eyes of a happy swain?
Would laughter now flow through each teary creek
And there be rainbows, bereft spells of rain?
And bloom today and each coming morrow
In a bough of joy, merriness and glee,
And cast away man's everyday sorrow
Blind to what it were worth to thee.
And only when the sun dispels the Nile
Will wither the sunflower's sun kissed smile.
Hey Hi MissusHey Hi Missus Passion, you're thinkin of him,Hey Hi Missus2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Hummin a love song, or maybe a hymn.
Wherever the heart is, the home follows suit,
But I'll never mention that I knew it too.
Hey – Hi – Miss – Us
Hey – Hi – Miss -- Us
So where is that life that you keep in a jar?
The one full of laughter and cigarette tar?
Eyes far away and playin the days
Of a life even farther than any today ….
Hey – Hi – Miss – Us
Hey – Hi – Miss – Us
Hey – Hi – Miss – Us
So pack up your bags and go kick off the dust!
No one is trying to gussy up trust.
Hey – Hi – Miss –Us
Hey – Hi – Miss – Us --
Hey missin Missus, do you miss us too?
Hey – Hi – Miss – Us
Hey – Hi – Miss –Us
Hey – I –Miss - Us
Hey - Hi --
Reaching Out.I'm reaching out with my handsReaching Out.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Expecting you my love to embrace me,
But when I close my hand and see that you
Have not yet grasped on,
With every time I open my hand
To this painful empty feeling,
It tears this hole in my heart open
Letting it fill in with sadness,
And letting it become deeper.
So I let my nails grow out
Not expecting for anyone to latch on,
Continuing to grasp this desolate air
I find my self falling down in despair,
But then I see you reaching out
To grab my lonely hand out from the dark,
But alas I cut you,
I lost the sense of caring,
My nails and my heart,
Have become too sharp for this hand to hold on.
Sonnet IILike sunshine filtered through unseasoned leavesSonnet II3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sweet life lent me a dream amidst its sway,
Though often betrothed dreamers and thieves
And so alike the eve and the dawn of day,
Yet the wistful heart did spin me a tale
On her countenence and her childish voice,
The fearless feather quill which served the frail
Wove charming fables to my mind's rejoice,
And wishful my soul to absurdly hope
For a future born of evanescence,
And how naive I was to briskly elope
Fair fiction's act of masterful pretense,
Alas everyday love! What be your end
Except these sonnets that poets have penned?
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.
Sonnet IVOh conceded Lover I write to thee,Sonnet IV2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Though to thou in words I shall be no more.
What I lost in love, thou hast lost in me,
For I lost thine act, and thou, my adore.
While thou hast gained another's love, anon,
And cast away thine hollow yesterdays,
Mine love, sworn to the yonder morrows-- gone!--
Still looks thither with False Hope's hopeful gaze.
Alas! Albeit these incomplete dreams
I thank thee for its wondrous prelude,
Now my quill covets for other themes
Which upon thy coming grew accrued.
Had our love endured, I'd remove thy guise,
And thou, in my sonnet, immortalize.
Sonnet XIDear Death, thou art shunned, yet I welcome thee,Sonnet XI2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I fear not thy shade nor thy trailing shroud,
Whilst mankind greets thee with a teary plea
I shall embrace thee like a monsoon cloud.
Why men fear thy presence I cannot say,
Nor discern why in thy company, weep,
For life bears us all: love, woe, ceaseless sway,
But death, kind death, cares for every man's sleep.
My love for thee exceeds mortality,
And as seasons sweeten the sweetest wine,
Lend my fruitful years to vitality
And I shall remain eternally thine.
Ring my vows from my grave O timeless wife
We eloped at birth for the afterlife.
The Future With YouSomeday you and IThe Future With You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
will stand on a porch
And we will watch
the lightning flash
and the rain pour down
Sonnet VIIIIs it fatuous to even wonderSonnet VIII2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How thous't severs thyself from the looking glass?
Does thy heart not upon itself plunder
Whilst witnessing beauty's unrivaled class?
And if immune from thy ensnaring might
Which lies in the endless oceans in thine eyes
Whose abounding waves cloak each starry night
Can man escape thou, if thou truly tries?
Yet, thy virtue lies in pure innocence
Of thine mystic potency, thou knows nothing;
And may each year lend thou with mirth, and hence
Each season of thine be eternal spring.
For loveliness lives where she is not known
As a stranger, in a world of her own.
I Hate You Tonightbreakneak speed,I Hate You Tonight2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fast as light,
we make love
and then we fight.
you say hello
and I say goodbye.
if I hold the gun
will you shoot?
here we go,
I won't quit
'til I'm dead.
Together We Fall: Prompts 1-3001: PainTogether We Fall: Prompts 1-33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Frederick was there when the wounds broke out on his dear nation's body, seemingly on their own accord- and dying his clothes with blood both of them knew would never wash out. While there were some times that the immortal man's position was envied, now was not one of them. He bled with the people, because he was the people, and even despite the fact that the albino had retreated behind his thickest walls of impassive facades- the king could see how hard it was for him not to scream as the waves of pain came pouring a forth.
The guilt would come up then, despite the half-hearted reassurances that Prussia would give, obvious lies that both were aware of- and all would then become a war between duty and the greater good. Common sense cried out that it was much, much too late to withdraw from battle- and as a ruler, Fritz understood that all too well.
However, the sentimental side of things were just as hard to ignore.
There were already uncountable times when he would collapse
I Love You TooLove fills my heart as soon as I hearI Love You Too2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Those words that I feel are so scarcely deer,
They make me feel right
But when I smile
I wish they would come to me
And that they would flow into my ear,
Every time you say them
I lose a little bit
Of my loveless fear.
I now know the wonderful feeling
Of a true and brave saying
I love you,
And I know now I can finally say to you
That I love you too,
Something I wish
I could have said before.
Lie To MeFingertips lace around my ribsLie To Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And pull at my skin
As my breath catches
At the coolness of your touch.
Calm these trembling hands
And hold them tight in yours.
I'll move my lips on yours
Just so you don't have to.
Hearts beat faster and
My breath shudders with insecurity.
Press my body close to yours
So I don't shatter into fragments.
Lie to me one more time.
Tangle your legs in mine,
Brush your lips along my neck.
Make me feel alive.
Sonnet XEver charming though every Charm may beSonnet X2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her endowment lies in the borrowed eye,
And whilst man's first sense remains to see
So lives sweet Charm, and she will not die.
Yet, as her aspect forms a chosen home
As each lonely moth seeks the candle's flame,
Alas! T'was pride which lit pompous Rome
And its blaze will char Charm's cherished name.
Beloved Charm long hast thou been warned
In painted lines or eternal verse,
For every poor soul that thou hast scorned
Thy blessings perish, born thy worst curse.
And live thou a life, much pious and outspoken
Much less gashed thy soul by the shards of the broken.
amygdala.n.amygdala.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
center for convergence
of sensory data;
major organizer of
I find that this word
is nearly always
on my lips-
nearly as often as your smile is.
I would like to know
just how it works, and why
it seems so relevant to me,
and exactly what you are
doing to me
that makes it go
h a y w i r e .
LifeLife;Life2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is it meaningful
Is it unconditional
Or are there strings attached?
Is it physical
Is it fear
Is it bestowed
Or is it found?
Is it useless
Write It On The Earth, Draw It In The SkyFor those who keep pencils in their hairWrite It On The Earth, Draw It In The Sky2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And markers in their pockets
Keep notebook paper tucked into your socks
And whose arms are covered in writing
With words to tantalizing to forget
To those who make music when no one is listening
To those who shine on stage when no one is watching
To the late-night-gotta-write-that-down-Hold on one-minute mom I'm writing!
And the people who graffiti poetry
I write this for you
To the hopeless romantics
And unrequited lovers
And the early morning daydreamers
And math class doodlers
And artists beyond help
I write this for you
Don't wait till morning
I'll wait till morning I'll write it down then
Find a napkin
Find a piece of chalk
Write it on the earth
Draw it in the sky.
Listen!Listen!Listen!2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yes, I like to be alone,
but that doesn't mean I don't want to be heard.
All you ever do is yell at me,
And spit your hateful words.
I don't see how you expect me to believe
When you tell me you love me,
I avoid trouble by saying I love you too,
But it's obvious we're both faking.
You take care of me because it's morally right,
Not because you want to.
If you actually cared, you'd do it with passion,
But you don't because you don't have to.
Stop giving me gifts and reading those books,
They don't help you at all.
You think they're an inspiration,
But still you watch me fall.
Hello? I'm talking.
You want me to go away?
Ok, I'll be in my room,
More like my pit of pain.
If you saw the things I do when you're aren't looking,
Because you never are,
Would you maybe change your thoughts?
I wonder, would it break your heart?
Of course it wouldn't, I don't hold that much value.
I'll never mean that much to you.
But I'll pretend to smile as you pretend to care,
What else can I do?