To Anonymous LoveI was but the lost artist, not even sure why I started this.To Anonymous Love2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My fates were misaligned after that dazzling first time, that words reached my ears of yours my dear.
To justify my life gone awry I had to see you just one more time.
Why wont they let me reach you?
Why won't they just let me talk and say "Who?"
Who are you? Ye who gave me this beautiful determination.
No more lacerations upon my nation of the size of my heart.
Thank you anonymous, for this love start....
The Stray I AmI have no place in this world.The Stray I Am1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I just float from space to space.
Talking to this boy and that girl,
each time wearing a different face.
Coming from nowhere and having nothing,
I try to find some form of peace.
From place to place I keep on jumping,
occupying shelter without maintaining a lease.
I transform from this person to that person,
whoever I need to be for the occasion.
struggling through bouts of internal coercion,
losing myself more and more in these alterations.
Always on alert, preparing for the next move,
in a moments notice I can pick up and run.
React on impulse, jumping into new shoes.
Walking in the next life until its worn out and done.
Pick up a new life, leave the old behind,
And yes, its that easy. There's nothing to miss.
Take a look at my past, see what you find.
A stray who did what he had just to exist.
You won't finda life lived with integrity,
no great achievements that warrant any pride.
Just a rocky timeline of vague activity,
A small spot on the world just
Love"The love of someone....the thing that is the most strongest in the world...Love6 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
it can break depression and cause happiness...it Can shape mountains and pave roads...
it can cause light in the darkest of times...the love of someone is a TRUE rareity indeed...
most ppl will find death before they find love....
most ppl will find anger before they find love...
most ppl will find rejection before they find love...
most ppl will find depression before they find love....
most ppl will find pain before they find love...
most ppl will find hopelessness before they find love...
LOVE...the true rareity and endangered emotion and feeling in the world...
if u find love lock it keep it in a safe place hold on to that special feeling for one another for as long as possible....
for if u dont and something happens.....u might not know when u will be able to expierence it again....so keep it safe..."
I Found You BrokenI found you broken,I Found You Broken2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Crumbled, laying upon the steps of life.
I wanted nothing more than to help you back up.
You had fallen from so high so long before.
I'd give my soul to carry you back up.
But no matter how hard I try,
I can't budge or lift you up till you decide,
To stand by yourself,
And when you do, I swear I'll be back right here.
But do you mind,
Just sit and wait with you a while?
While we both have the time.
I Have WalkedI have walked through hell.I Have Walked2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I have pushed through its fires.
I have walked over needles and daggers with flaming arrows being fired.
I have walked through blizzards.
I have walked through freezing rain.
I have walked across thin ice and seen the cracks as it gives way.
I have walked over mountains.
I have felt their sharp edges.
I have stumbled over loose rocks and clung to the ledges.
I have walked the smooth paved roads,
And slipped on the smaller gravel paths too.
And felt the thorns tug at me as I pressed through the world to make a new.
But I have danced through meadows.
I have felt the soft grass underfoot.
The tingling of the summer sun and frolicked through brooks.
I have walked in light flurries.
Watched my footprints imprint in the gentle snow.
And I knew I’d left my mark behind, that my presence might affect someone not even known.
And I have marched into the deep oceans
I have walked through the swirling seas.
Only to emerge once again, complete and having faced a cha
HaikuThe cold of winter.Haiku1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
We are together – you, me,
And all the candles.
SorrowThrough sickness and health,Sorrow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
poorness and wealth,
real love is usually known.
But we, my dear,
share nothing but sorrow:
cry together, smile alone.
Sedoka 29.12Will you stay with me,Sedoka 29.121 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
If only the stars remain?
Beauty of the silent night.
I will stay with you,
'less clouds and stars melt away.
Kindness like the endless sky.
Six Second Poem"We're all the same," she said. "Friend, tell me," she asked, "how are we different?"Six Second Poem10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
For six seconds I paused, then I said:
Some of us ..
love more than we hate,
laugh more than we cry,
work harder than we play, but
live before we die.
Some of us don't.
And that, my friend, is how we are all different.
The VowsThe Vows2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We stood at the altar
In the fresh aesthetics of spring
You took my hand in yours
And slid on that fateful ring
I wore a fair dress
Clothed in a flurry of white
The poison smile
On my wedding, the only blight
So beautiful it was
My dress stained red
Our passion unbidden
I took off your head
We promised love
Till death do us part
And it shall
For your head, take my heart
My dear, my darling
Forget me not
Honor our righteous vows
And love me till I rot
We vowed forever
Let my love
Bury us together
A forgotten loveA forgotten love3 years ago in Drama More Like This
A forgotten love
Three wonderful years together and things were growing like to love from love to passion. We had a strong trust and a beautiful love but when I was standing there in the airport. I didn't want him to go, I hugged him tightly and looked up at his amazing blue eyes, and pulled away the hair that was in his eyes. "I love you Andy." I whispered to him his sweet soft lips broke into a bitter smile. "I love you too Lexy." He whispered back to me and kissed my forehead.
Before I let him walk on that plane I gave him an old shoe box, he looked down at it puzzled at first. "What's in it?" he asked me I smiled and kissed him softly "Our memories together, don't let go ok?" I said to him he looked at me and nodded before walking away onto the plane. Each year had become harder to talk, to keep in touch. One night we were talking on the phone but he sounded like he wanted to leave, so I did what was the hardest in my life. "Andy?" I asked him trying to hide the cracking sadness in
Give me a ChanceGive me a Chance2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Give me a Chance
Give me a chance to love and hope,
Please whisk my troubles away.
Give me a chance to be forgiven,
To stand at the edge of dawn and day.
Give me a chance to watch time pass by,
not letting my time slip through.
Give me a chance to fly through the wind,
Up to the Sky of Blue.
Give me a chance to reach the sparkling stars,
The heavens high above.
Give me a Chance to be myself,
And be myself to be loved...
To Be PoeticTo Be Poetic3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
To be poetic, I know of a place where dreams grow and soar high enough to scrape the sky and mix up clouds. I know of a place where fields of grass grow to be characters or stray thoughts, and every blade of grass is a detail that I've forgotten because it wasn't written down. I know a place where I'm happy, and nothing can bring me down. I also know the single weakness of that place what can destroy it. It turns the fields into dying, shriveling wisps, and the dreams are forced to shrink and are nailed in an X beneath the ribbons of pale pink shoes. They throb beneath the nails and beg to be let go, to be free. But there's a small part of them that makes them think they are the cause of their misery, and they accept the fact that they are enduring the punishment they deserve.
And, in the dark of the night when they're supposed to be asleep, they whisper to nobody in particular, "I'm so sorry."
Ballad of the Broken ButterfliesBallad of the Broken Butterflies3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
*Chorus: Sleeping with a knife living with the pain. will these broken souls ever be the same? would you lend a hand to those who've fallen down? could you even speak for those who can not make a sound?*
~This mask she wears is growing thin
very few can see the hell she is in
Stop crushing her with lies
they watch her as she cries... not even asking why
Slient cries fill the night
Listen to the painful cries of the broken butterflies
Little boy on his own. looking for someone to help him home. he crawls to your feet beggin to be held. No one even looks down. Poor thing can not even make a sound. He cries silently as his butterflies perish and weep
for they believed they were to worthless for him to keep.
Little boy and girl walking hand in hand, Stand against the world just to prove that they can. When they are pulled apart their heart
Love is Happiness"Love is happiness to all who need it, breath it, certified to seize it!Love is Happiness2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The warmth it spreads to our heads is like a natural homestead.
Far be it from me to tell you to see what this emotion commotion is about!
Feel the plead of your heart sing as you gaze upon that love interest.
I must insist that you can do no wrong when that wonderous fleeting feeling is filling you,
With the happiness you so idly adore! This mind of yours descends to utter madness when it connects
That love is happiness"
untitledseducing the writeruntitled2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
he'll seduce himself
if you're silent.
Somedays I Just Feel...uselessnessSomedays I Just Feel...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
crawls over me like a blanket,
soft and warm,
and i whimper and curl under it
and let my tears burn holes
in the scornful sky.
.sometimes.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
in my head
curl up in
the beat of
TearsMy tears are falling, like raindrops.Tears2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But they aren't as beautiful.
My tears are salty, like the ocean.
But they aren't as peaceful.
My tears are cold, like snow.
But they aren't as pure.
My tears hurt, like pain.
But they aren't as vivid.
Midwestern Roadmapsi.Midwestern Roadmaps2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
are what brought us together;
with a stir of paint chips and skin,
we made clumsy love on the concrete
of a condemned factory,
moving in the shadows of machinery
that loomed like winter trees
or judgmental Gods
who still stopped to smell the alcohol
in our pores.
"will you pass me a cigarette
and along with that sign your lust
on the paper that will gray in a flicker,
bitter acrid and addictive
like the first high of tobacco—
a euphoric quiver
that lasted only a minute,
gone when you inhaled your second
seeking the same."
indiana is the land of crossroads,
where the wind blows
to find a better destination
and the tired rest in restless homes
with wheels that creak
beneath the hardened earth;
you said you were meant for something
better than a bible belt,
sought my eyes when you whispered
i paid for your bus tickets.
i wondered if love was letting go
or knowing that you never loved me
as more than a first.