The Steps to CuttingMy arm, burning for a blade,The Steps to Cutting2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because of the feelings that just won't fade,
I try to say, "Go away!"
Instead they just replay.
The blades are sitting in front of me,
My hand is shaking, fighting the need,
I pick up a blade, to complete the deed,
The blade flies across my anatomy.
My arms are bleeding, my heart is torn,
My legs are cut, my feelings worn,
The time right now, I feel reborn,
Until tomorrow, when I'll be scorned...
I Loved A GirlI loved a girl – she smelled like August melancholy,I Loved A Girl10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
she carried the scent of festival emotions,
tempered by the midnight flames
and fireflies' glow.
I loved a girl – her hair, the gentle hue of embers,
reflected dancing candlelight,
while in her eyes, as brown as mahogany,
I discovered tiny galaxies,
but most importantly – I saw my smile.
I loved a girl – I sensed her heartbeat,
playing to the rhythm of my breath.
Her every word,
imprinted tender cherry blossoms,
onto my soul.
I loved a girl – her lips tasted like morning air
cool against my heavy forehead,
her skin, softer than satin threads,
played games with the waning moonbeams -
its gravity, I could not resist, like the Sun,
cannot escape the zenith, on Summer solstice.
I loved a girl – she made me happy,
and sadly - I love her still.
DripDrip, drip, drip.Drip2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rain pours on me,
Over my face.
Wash away my tears.
Wash away my sadness.
Wash away my emotions.
Wash away me.
I am the rain.
In that moment.
I am reborn.
.I think its beautiful,.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the spaces in between the words,
the letters that filled the spaces,
the lines that create the letters,
the absence that it had to fill.
Her GripBreathing is ragged.Her Grip2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Head is spinning.
You run faster and faster,
but you know she's winning.
As she closes the distance
her voice becomes clear,
whispering your secrets,
and your darkest of fears.
Your energy is waning,
and she's only getting faster,
and you know without a question,
this will end in disaster,
Suddenly there's a grip on your arm,
It's stubborn and strong.
It's all over now.
It's all going wrong.
On FateHope lies in chances that a thing might be changed,On Fate2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But it's three A.M.and I've fallen apart.
Thinking that life is prearranged
I've decided that fate is hope's enemy at heart.
One is unchanging and cannot fall.
The other is needed to exist at all.
(creases in my ivory bones)you find(creases in my ivory bones)10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
my origami swanfolds
with eyes shut,
and i yours
unexpressed gratituderemember that afternoon i called you,unexpressed gratitude7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
too weak to make it home and we
ended up going to the hospital,
by my side you stayed
through sickness and health?
and my birthday, when you listened to
what makes me happy
forgave me for my bad decision
a few days later, you
countless times you went
above my expectations to make me
smile, to bring me
security, to remind me that love
is not just a fairy tale
so i thank you for choosing me,
for insisting that you be able to feel
my body next to you
that one summer night;
for loving my brokenness,
for the good and the bad-
CarvedYou are an oak carved tableCarved2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that has been hewn and hacked
from its original pure form
into something someone found useful.
I was screwed tight together
with fixtures, fights and fittings
by so-called master craftsmen,
who wanted me to be firm,
who wanted my artificial endurance.
Men who wanted my knots undone
and for me to hold them up,
but I am a chair, and you are a table.
You have told me of the days
when seventy percent of you
was forcefully ripped out
leaving a splintered hollow behind.
I know how abrasive people
rubbed you up the wrong way
with sand paper to keep you quiet,
and with words to keep you down.
Plain men with plained minds
that have been stroked to the quick
and left only with the core
of their brutal carver instincts.
I know how you were made, table.
I am five pieces nailed together
With sticky tape for good measure.
You are one whole still, somehow
and when I need you, you are stable
and your legs are thicker than mine,
run faster and bear more pressure
on your leve
Never The Gold.I want my silver back,Never The Gold.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need to melt it down and forge a new connection
With someone else.
I want all the precious bits of myself
that I so willingly quarried for you.
I want my silver back.
What more can I do?What more can I do?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What more can I do?
I've lost you, I've lost you.
The tides came in and took you,
Consumed you, and swallowed you whole.
The husk that returned,
It wasn't you, it wasn't you.
What is this fossil of a friend,
Changed, possessed before me?
I felt I could trust this husk once,
But you lied, but you lied.
No more than a fool,
More foolish than you, was I.
No more a man than a boy,
Filthy pig, filthy pig.
The tongue of a liar
Is forked for deception and hypocrisy.
You never listened, never heeded,
Poor fool, poor fool.
Whether right or wrong,
A friends consideration was I needed.
Yet the ocean spat you back out,
Foul taste, foul taste.
And returning meant little to you,
Wearing the cold rusted armor of apathy.
What more can I do?
I've lost you, I've lost you,
Find me again
when you've found yourself.
ObessionYou said I'll be right back,Obession10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I waited.
Those seconds dragged on and I couldn't take it,
the more I was alone,
the more I missed you.
Those 3 minutes felt like an infinity,
I think I'm addicted and I haven't had enough yet.
Empty MindIn your otherwise empty skullEmpty Mind2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Are empty words that mean nothing,
And empty thoughts, both dumb and dull
Rule your mind like a broken king.
I can't tell whether you know me,
You're busy knowing your ideal.
But I know what you are: empty.
Now you'll understand what I feel.
haiku- choking on hertangled in his throat,haiku- choking on her4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
her ideal twists his vocal
chords to rapt silence
ptsd (otherwise known as you)i. you.ptsd (otherwise known as you)1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
ii. the world bears down,
into my path and raining
ash like platitudes.
(none are as heavy as
this solid mass growing
beneath my gums
and setting my mouth alight:
an ulcer birthed in history.)
i begged Eirene
to no avail.
i still have faith:
the impurities that bind themselves
to my throat, and carve sorrow
into bones that were never hollow
cannot outlive love.
iv. today not even the Gods
can reduce the stain of you
i will breathe again.
Her SideTomorrow she'll be gone,Her Side2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but what can you say?
Nothing can help her.
The pain won't go away.
But she would've stopped,
you could've said no.
That's what she wanted,
someone to say don't go.
That someone wanted her,
or at least would try.
That someone would grieve
if she were to die.
But you just stared,
nodding your head,
and she realized the truth
with a feeling of dread.
No one wanted her.
No one cared.
Not even you,
with the the love you shared.
So she said good-bye,
and you watched her leave.
She may have had the rope,
but now you can't breathe.
Such confusionI do not understand so please help me to seeSuch confusion6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can hear but the words mean nothing to me
My breath helps me live but nothing do I feel
Your touch on my skin, is it a dream, or is it real
Why is there so much pain when all we need is love
So much promise but no meaning from above
Take heed of all the voices that keep talking in your head
For each will have an answer to questions we have said
There should not be the classes that seperate and judge
We all should be equals, till actions take a nudge
There should not be lonliness that a person can slip within
To be cast aside and have no reason is surely a sin
For what God has planned for us and where we chose to stray
These are the confusing questions I ask myself each day
I know that to each question so many answers will be heard
Our mind is capable of understanding but do we heed the word
I guess we need to stop and plan before we act
To praise each other's qualities and not harp on w
BuriedUnder the paprika house,Buried2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
are the bones of my father
and nestled between rib
and reason, is our love.
Mortal CoilIt has been quite long, yet not so lastingMortal Coil2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When I could still ravage Earth with my youth.
I need not look further, death is staring
And I have to face the plain mortal truth.
Where have they gone, my early days of yore?
Where have you gone my candied madeleine?
Time’s been so avid, I can live no more.
It has been decided, I’ll never win.
The apple has fallen and she’s not far
I can do nothing but wait at the bar.
The mortal coil is without limits
As Time keeps to itself all its chocolates.
It's seven in the morningIt's seven in the morningIt's seven in the morning10 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I wonder if you can feel it too
There's a weight on my chest
Like the anchor I dropped west
No doubt that you're up by now
Making busy in your world somehow
Once you said you would get me coffee to wake up to
But I'd rather wake up to you
The thirty-three is in a stand still
You bring the light of day
No buts or wait until's;
I will always swing your way
The thirty-four is mocking me now
The stand still was just one minute
And one minute it was
To tell you good morning
And another to say I love you;
This could never get boring
See, the anchor is still set
Deep in my sand
It's seven forty-one
And I know you'd bet
The rain's coming through my window this early
Good thing I'm already up
My room could be pouring
I wonder if it's cloudy
Where I'm mooring
You have the sun
But I brought the rain
And some other things
(replace with a p)
Now the forty-nine feels like a waste of time
I'm going back to sleep
Drowning Dreamingwe turn over and the sunDrowning Dreaming10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
weeps its lovely lava
holes in eyelids
futile and temporary
bagged into these
we are time's vacuum
and i sleep
and i wake
a traveled soul
knives of light
slip between each rib
and i die more
each waking moment
as the morning light
Sweet rage and chaos.sweet rage and chaosSweet rage and chaos.2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
anger blazes through my soul
i lust for revenge
YesterdayI sometimes reminisce about yesterday,Yesterday10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was raining while our lips departed,
Simultaneously your eyes whispered,
Those kisses have meaning.
I miss you.
I’m sorry you replied.
It’s not your fault.
We'll always have yesterday.
The legend of the Silvertear lakeOnce upon a time, in years beyond our own, a dragon of the Timekeepers flight fell in love with a mortal woman. Her hair was the colour of sunlight, her lips like a rose in bloom, and her eyes rivalled the midnight sky.The legend of the Silvertear lake2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But their love could not be, for no dragon may love a mortal, and no mortal will ever live long enough to share a dragons life.
Yet, they met in secret under the weeping willows, pledging their undying love under the moon, and for just a few hours, he made time stand still.
As years passed by and mortality withered her beauty like the leaves of autumn, the dragon decided to stop time eternally so his love would never die. He travelled through dreams, through time, through life itself to find the means to end all times. But his brethren had learned of his love, and of his madness, and they ended his flight, chaining him to the bonds of the earth. Cast out from his flight he sought refuge with his loved one and lived by her side, eternally young, watching as she withered