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The Lovely Poem of DisdainThe Lovely Poem of Disdain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My dream is to remain free:
It cannot be, why do you refuse to see?
I desire to be alone, should I have made this known?
I suffer from feelings I've condoned.
Personal curses unwelcome, you bring back some.
Can't you understand the angle I speak from?
No. This doesn't feel right, please hear my plight.
Shadow of doubt flayed with truthful light.
Same song? Same Dance. There was no chance.
All I'm asking for is compliance.
I respect you, but should you respect me too?
Sadly not. This is nothing new...
I help mend, I'm nothing but a friend.
It seems I'm seen as more, perhaps a trend.
Stop the trend, grind it to an end.
Your love is not for me, I have chosen who I want to be.
You may disagree.
But you only prolong your own misery...
Gooty TarantulaI'm not afraid of you.Gooty Tarantula1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're not a small
on long thin legs,
a freak scaring
with its grotesque.
Your coloring is beautiful,
the graceful shining
of the noble metal -
I'd caught you
to look at how you
devour little flies
and the rest
of little insects.
After the next one of
your ample meals
I'd take you on my hands.
Suddenly I'd start to regret
my impudence and stupidity -
as the injected venom
would give me a lesson of life.
What Makes Us HumanWhat Makes Us HumanWhat Makes Us Human5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By: Doug Gealy
The zebras with no stripes
The giraffes with short pudgy necks
The tree that was born tall
Shrinks to its death
They have never been normal
They will forever be different
And nothings wrong with that
It is true short men wish to be tall
Fat men wish to be skinny
Slow men wish to be fast
Some things can change
While others cannot
What makes us human is we will never accept that
The Night Shift.You are a three in the morning thought.The Night Shift.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are the time when night goes dark
and the night shift has just come
and dusted the clouds away
into little pans
and thrown the away until the dawn.
The sky and my mind
look as clear as only they can
at three in the morning.
You are a heartbreaking thought.
The thoughts that make my head ache
but you make sure you're strategically placed
to catch the loose bits that fall.
You are the time
when I want to cry
because things make sense
for the first time in a long time.
Face to face with the things I can't face
for the first time in a long time.
She made me realize that I can stand on my own
though I've always thought that you just hold me up.
She made me think that I am right
and I finally have the truth.
And that's something that's been
out of my hands
for a time now.
That my life's been
out of my hands
for a time now.
But you made me think that it's okay.
You made me realize
that a portion of me missing
is not a wound,
but rather something to
Princess. I'm Sorry I Left YouYou were my faithful servant. You were always by my side in the shadows of the world. We grew up together, our cribs side by side. You let me play with your hair no matter how much you didn't like it. When I was in danger, you were always there to catch me. When I was teased, you were always there to wipe away the tears.Princess. I'm Sorry I Left You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I shouldn't have listened to my heart. I shouldn't have come to love you as an equal, as a greater. I was a princess, you were just a lowly servant. But you were always there for me when no one else was.
You showed me the world on the other side of these castle walls. You got me to play the piano in front of a milling rock band crowd. And you showed me just how great I had it. Just how naive I was about this world.
When you kissed me on the cheek, and caressed my collarbone. I must admit, my heart skipped a beat. I wanted more,
One day.. Another dayI hear myself sayOne day.. Another day4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come what may.
I hear myself say
I will not think about it til another day.
One day I am brave
And want to take on the world,
Another day I find myself
Laying in the corner, curled.
Some days I find myself
Clear headed and able to think
Other days I find myself
Confused and on the brink....
One day I know I will find
The middle of this wide spectrum,
One day I will find
The balance and it will be welcome
Don't Be AfraidEnglishDon't Be Afraid4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't Be Afraid
Don't be afraid
I'll be there for you
Just go to sleep
Then I'll feel the pain too
I'll watch over you
In the morning, in the eve
I'll be your guardian angel
And I'll never leave
You can sleep now
Because I'll watch over you
I'll be there 'til the end
I'll stay forever true
Wees Niet Bang
Wees niet bang
Ik zal er altijd voor je zijn
Ga maar rustig slapen
Dan delen we de pijn
Ik zal over je waken
Hoe het ook met je gaat, waar je ook bent
Ik ben jouw beschermengel
Ik laat je niet met rust, voor geen moment
Ga nu maar slapen
Want ik waak over jou
Ik zal tot het einde bij je blijven
Ik blijf je voor altijd trouw
Take PrideYou need to take prideTake Pride5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the man you have by your side
I'm not saying I'm going to take him away;
I'm just saying he's been over to play.
I'm not the type of girl
that you would expect.
I'm the nice girl;
no signs for you to detect.
Keep an eye on your man;
know where he is.
If you don't, you can be certain
he's gettin' with this.
The Teller of FairytalesSometimes I wonder if he was born on the day the titanic sank. Other days, he's been here longer than the pyramids themselves. He tells me stories about a world I can't even imagine. A world where a poetic smile means something. A world where night is velvet black with diamond like stars spread across it. A world where one can find adventure and happiness.The Teller of Fairytales4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I always listen in awe and wonder how such things can even be when rape, murder, unhappiness and sacrifice plague mine.
His stories are always dauntingly beautiful. Sometimes when he's hurt, he'll tell me about the princesses he has saved. They always end so poignantly. They get taken away to their castles to live with men who convince them they have saved them.
How can they leave someone who only wishes for them to be free?
His voice is so unfathomable it almost sounds unearthly. But his words have so much meaning, so much truth in them, that the depths of his voice can only come from wisdom. It's the only voice
lightest expression of desireto touch youlightest expression of desire4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
wanting to savor
of your skin through
because you smile
arms hair face legs
FriendsWe're best friends,Friends4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not because we always have a good time;
But because we have our hard times and we fight,
Yet we love each other enough to forgive and forget,
And to know that no matter what,
We will always be there for each other.
'God is Love' and the TrinityENGLISH:'God is Love' and the Trinity11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everybody says that "God is love".
I say, if you don't believe in an eternal, co-existent Holy Trinity,
Implying an eternal Son and an eternal Spirit with the eternal Father,
The phrase would lose some meaning:
All that God is, He ever was, and He ever shall be,
For it is written,
"I the LORD do not change",
"Who is and who was and who is to come, the Almighty",
And to Moses He said,
"I Am that I Am".
What the LORD is, He ever was, for He is whom He is.
Would you say God always was Almighty, and always shall be?
I would say it firmly, for it is written,
"By faith we understand the universe was created by the word of God,
So that what is seen was not made out of things that are visible".
Would you say God always knew it all, and always shall know?
I would, with certainty, for it is written,
"Before a word is on my tongue you, LORD, know it completely".
Now, would you say God will always love us?
Yeah, for it is written,
"Who shall separate us from the love
31. ColoursEver since he was a kid, Ace had always loved the colour blue.31. Colours4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His childhood had consisted of waking up to the deep blue of his father's eyes, the same azure that he saw in his clear reflection whenever he looks into a mirror. It was cliched and poetic somewhat, he had mused on several occasions, that a modern male would find comfort in a colour so often linked to masculinity that it was a wonder why no one had questioned it yet till this day. He had laughed off his unoriginality though; blue reminded him of home.
The first night after Zadavia had gathered them to form the team, he had slipped away during the night to look over his suit. He failed to hold back his frown as he thumbed the yellow triangle on his chest. Yellow? Why yellow of all blasted things? It was a weak colour, pansy-ish even, if he were to be blatantly honest with himself.
Fate works in mysterious ways; he learns later that while yellow is the colour of hope, blue is the colour of faith.
So maybe their
Beside The TideBeside The TideBeside The Tide4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By: Doug Gealy
Beside the tide
I stand alone, and wither.
The struggle within provides,
Crumbles, and dissolves.
As a hyper wave shall surely crash,
So to shall a single shell be berried.
Below the grains of sand that lay as many.
I stand aside.
I stand, alone.
For, we are not the same.
Teeth shivering colds,
Mind numbing burns,
Colliding gleams of surrendered dreams,
The separation of a single image,
Sprayed upon the beach, as shattered glass.
Beside the tide
There is no glory.
There is only:
Divided reflections display:
A bright, yet silent story
Stir the truth and shimmer.
A fleeting thought now simmers.
Before water boils,
Watch the steam rise.
Wisdom is welded.
Fused by the freezing flames, of a passing sun.
Illuminated darkness shedding light, once the day is done.
Dawn is dusks one true love.
Their pain is great, for they will always be apart.
When they separate, I can see their hearts beating,
Magic GardenThe other day the sun was out and I decided to work in my garden.Magic Garden4 years ago in Settings More Like This
I was out there alone, pulling the weeds, preparing the ground for new plants.
Suddenly, I heard a small rustling in the grass. (I was afraid it might be a mouse.) Out stepped this tiny little creature. It was only 4" tall and all dressed in a green leaf-like suit. Needless to say, I was terrified and thought that my eyes were playing tricks on me.
I wiggled back a bit and cautiously stared at it! Quite unexpectantly, it looked up at me and said,
"Hi there, I've been waiting for you to come back."
"What on earth do you mean? And by the way, who are you? And, what are you doing in my garden?" I queeried.
"My name is Chibi", he announced, "I live here in this garden, and I am the watcher".
He looked quite harmless, all puffed up and important. (All 4" of him.)
I bent a bit closer and asked, "What do you watch?"
With what app
PardonWith a cosmic shake and slap,Pardon4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
order is restored.
An artist athlete's comeback.
I live your pardon with you.
Suddenly all the possible
can be seen all at once.
You will find me
dancing in my kitchen or
singing in the garden.
My insane co-dependence
seemingly has purpose now.
a gratitude of the purest distillation.
We will sit on your front porch again.
We will talk and ask questions.
We will drink coffee.
We will be children.
God! It really is this simple.
HummingbirdLifting my heartHummingbird4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Over a wall
To feel the rough
Stone of it
At the top
I see that
You have turned
Your eyes are smoke
Your storm cloud
Rains on my wall
Beating like a
A Scene in a Meadow1. (On Watching)A Scene in a Meadow4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wide whites shifting and sailing
Across deep happy blues
Will arch and stretch
To welcome the horizon
There are ripples and waves
Across the water's solid face
Awoken by light carried breezes
Aimless yet searching
Washed away stones
Small and slender
Will rest and sleep
Among willows' shade
With blue-stained warblers
And passioned robins
Weaving through willows
And following the wind
A whisper to the noon sky
A cry, a shout
This is eternity
2. (On Sleeping)
In a listless windfall
The nomadic winds
Soothing and placid
Traveling my features
Rock me to sleep
3. (On Waking)
Shade blanketing meadow's grasp
My eyes and straight gaze now immune
Receding water and imploring eyes
Matched with soft night calls
Staring right through walking wind
Shingled moonlight waving
And knocking and waiting
On the lapping waves
Floating pieces of shed autumn
Lifting and shaking
On grated moonlight
A whisper to the night sky
A cry, a shout
Where I Have BeenI would like to explain where I have been,Where I Have Been4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but how do you say I was touching the spaces between
the tunnel and the void,
visiting black holes and white dwarves.
I fell in love, and over the edge.
He lied, but I'm a big girl. I can handle
- did handle -
it. Here I am.
I have been practising objectivity,
burning with a bright flame,
killing my candle at both ends,
transcending my facticity,
living the high life.
I have been to the edge and back again and come back
Or maybe I remain the same; maybe the world changed and I just thought that it was
maybe I just don't know, or care, or wish to share where I have been.
I was shopping. There you go. I was shopping,
and I was studying, and then I was sick.
That is where I have been. I am sorry I didn't call.
When You Are NearWhen you are near, my beating heart I clearly hearWhen You Are Near4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When you are near, my bloody wounds easily heal
But still, when you are near, your love for me I cannot feel
It's like I'm a stranger for you and even me
I don't want to hide; my feelings are not just lies
If only you could see me, from the inside
If only you could see me, like I see myself
But I'm just a fool, like no one else
When you are near, nothing matters more than you
When you are near, I only think about us two
But still, when you are near, I realize
That you're not mine and never will be
her living breathing fairytale-december 5, 2010-her living breathing fairytale4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
there's that special someone she has that brings her back. to days long gone where the world and all its realities were subtle abnormalities. where imagination overruled, where idealism beat the harsh truth.
when she looks at him, she's a fool again. accepts his principles that people consist of mercy. nods her head when he tells her that 'evil is just a concept created by the bored'.
when she breathe in the air he breathes the world is pure. it lies on a straight path with no twists or turns. where everyone speaks what's inside and nothing more.
when he holds her hand he presses into her palm what he defines as 'nonexistent' instead of simply wrong. such as the notion that manipulation and exploitation are illusory. that ulterior motives, knives behind the smile, and dark secrets are foreign. she swallows up his naivety that with each pointless death one mourns.
when she stares into his eyes, he reflects his opinions into her sea of blue. plunges her into a world he
NativePlantains towering, Goliath of the herbsNative4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Great wide leaves filter the sun
Temple of green light
Two small black eyes, shiny peppercorns
Peer at me from under her home of fruit
My friend with the melodious name
Looks cautiously down
I look up at her
She does not understand that I love her
KnowledgeWhen you are born, you come into this world knowing only one thing. You have to breathe in order to stay alive. You know nothing of how the Earth turns or of other living creatures. You don't even have an idea on who you are or what you want to be.Knowledge5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Just that you have to breathe.
As time goes on, you begin to age, and thus begins the continuous struggle to learn. Letters, numbers, words, sentences and it doesn't stop there. It seems as though your whole life is just about learning.
You learn how to walk and run, how to jump, and most of all how much more effort it's going to take to stand back up after falling again and again.
You learn about what you like and what you don't like; which subjects are your best and which subjects are not so great for you. You learn who to trust, who your friends are, and which places are the most fun to go to.
But the older you get, the more you learn that everything isn't just black and white. You begin to see that with everything you've ever learned, yo