Twenty OneAll my life has been a shuffe,
cut it now, let's make a deal.
For, my hands can't keep on playing,
to this end is all i feel.
What you have to keep ongoing?
Tel me stranger, times of last.
But, I'm suited man of business,
both our times you follow fast.
'Do you know about my story?'
Asked the soldier, breathing air.
Shady stranger with no answer,
'Better now, we'll play it fair'
First of all, the lose of loved one,
Times of that, I wasn't. Gone.
Lonely wounded walking stranger.
Ace of Hearts, I am alone.
Long before i fell for pardon,
Banner-figter, proudly chose.
Now, the ghosts of my ambition;
Diamond Ace, my thorning rose.
All this time, I was with someone.
Lady luck through all the way.
Living well to self-believing.
Ace of Clubs, she's not today.
But, I don't refuse the happened,
wouldn't showed If was my fear.
Lastly, stranger, hear me closely:
Asce of Spades, the death is here.
Sadness and SorrowDrops of a bucketSadness and Sorrow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tears form a cloud;
my hands are shaking
your heart is breaking.
Rustling of spring leaves
righteous vows of love
sadness and sorrow
to the lights above
Churning bits of ecstasy
Fighting all the while
Our love is gone
Never to be found
Lucifer's fallLucifer's fall3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Look at yourself!!Look!
You're the brightest star of them all.
See,darling,you're the most beautiful one,
But still,you chose to fall.
Your wings shattered,
And your soul went black,
Did you ever regret it,my dear?
You keep it silent,there's no way back.
You left heaven behind you,
Do you miss it? I know I do,
I miss the innocence and the glitter,
The sweetness of the clouds and the truth.
I miss my wings,
Yes,honey,I lost them too.
See,when you fell,
I jumped. I fell with you.
I just wish you'd take me in your embrace,
Hold me tight and never let me go
Your sinful lips on mine,
Send me the wind and I'll know.
I can feel you all over,
My body is sinful,my soul is almost gone
I know the taste of your scent,love,
And I know your body is still warm.
And one day,I just felt the known heat;
I felt your lips on my neck,your arms around me
I looked at the mirror,how fucking good we are together.
And in that darkness,I knew,you'll never leave.
WishmasterA whisper, in cold skies of old, dying starsWishmaster2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is heard, and their lingering death
With not one regret turns and scatters in waste,
As realms of shattered humanity haste
To live and to burn out their breath.
Yet soon there's a scream, a small cry of despair
That binds all the skies to avail,
And one daring soul stands behind to convey
His wish to unravel all living dismay,
To bury his past and prevail.
And thus it begins, as no man can escape
The sweet domination of want,
While stars burn and shine, for so he allows,
The master of wishes that hastily vows
To bring forth desires to grant.
But no man can endure the cruel truth behind,
The wasteland of the human fate,
As all exploration of such fragile minds
Leads only to nothing, and all that it finds
Are fragments of wishes and hate.
And so he remains, whose new story of life
Has neither a middle nor end.
For stars will grow cold and will wantonly die
When wishes are old, while humanity’s lie
Of life will no longer commend.
Listening to the DoomsdayI have so much to sayListening to the Doomsday2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but nobody listens.
Do I talk too much?
Do I listen too little?
Are we just
the world is never
going to end?
Doomsday is coming.
We talk so much.
I hear you, I hear everyone.
But do I listen?
Little by little
we're losing contact
and the world is coming to its end.
Paradise.My arms ache from digging throughParadise.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
rough and ruin, in search of
I saw it in a whispered dream,
there, nothing hurt;
we were unspoken.
With winter came warmth and summer snow,
And nothing died, just ceased to
walk with me
Unnatural Decay Under a Strange ChurchThere's a white shelled transvestite ladybug crawling across the word "Underwear" on a Craigslist browsing computer screen in the public library.Unnatural Decay Under a Strange Church2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Then it flew away into a bee's nest in the attic. Here is your epitaph: nettle tincture honey is a sweat curse and friendly lies are a pained dessert. Pretend that bee sting poison is an opium syringe, ladybug.
But the scarlet letter was her bloody joke when a gay social assassin posed as rogue busy bee named Ahab, crouched about to shatter a burgundy shelled secret like a harpoon through a stained glass window.
Across the library St. Asmodeus felt a chilled dagger through his lead filled heart when passing kids threw an iced snowball through the church's window. The summer before, a night creeping praying mantis had broken in and died. Now the glass fell with wet snow and crushed the dead mantis who had stood erect with patient lifelessness until then.
Then the raw moon beams shone down to melt the unnatural metal into a wood encased pool on
GhostThe dream shatters around meGhost2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like a broken mirror.
Looking at the wreckage,
My reflection unrecognizable.
A broken image.
A broken heart.
I'm cut by the shards
As I try to piece it back together.
My blood sprinkles the surface
Like a red rain.
The mirror is whole again.
What's left of the dream.
I look at my reflection,
And tears finally begin to fall.
FearOpen your eyes to face your fears.Fear2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
let your heart sill, don't despair
Deep inside, you know you can't hide
danger hangs around, side by side.
You want to call for help, but... who?
No one is coming to rescue you.
You'll have to face, you'll have to fight,
deal with the shadows of the night,
be the winner of the game
- while mysterious voices utter your name.
Not a witch, a werewolf, a ghost...
This is exactly what you fear the most,
much scarier than all the rest.
You feel your heart heavy in your chest.
Enveloped in dread, you feel like blind,
someone is playing with your mind.
Then you know, you don't have a clue,
the monster is inside you.
Any possible help or light is gone,
you are here, and you are alone.
No matter how much you hide, how much you run...
The nightmare has just begun.
AliceWhen black has stained the infinite blue,Alice3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And sleep compels me to retreat
I grin upon the thought of my blanket's sweet embrace
As I slay the dim candle I earlier lit
Shortly, I am severed from all
To see light once more
And then I spot her, grinning widely,
Composing giggles of four
She invites me in her welcoming home,
Her hands, opened wide toward me
She tells me how fun it is inside,
She tells me it's something I'd love to see
I grin in anticipation,
And lift my hands to reach her
I think of all the wonders I'd see
Stretching my arms further
Then suddenly we are afar in countless kilometers
When we were only a foot away
And her form slowly fades into darkness
With no goodbye to say
Once again, she abandons me
Behind the cold iron bars, she leaves me
She dwells in dreams,
While I am chained to harsh reality
MessEverywhere I goMess2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every single place
The troubles seem to grow
Every smiling face
Eventually frowns with woe
Why can't I do
I just screw
Up everything despite
The happiness I try to spew
Is it me
Am I the source of this ache
Does the pain flow free
Is this what I make
Should I go away and hide
Never to see others
Or the outside
But would I stop another's
Pain and be the only one that ever cried
What is a life with no grey
When everyone is sad
I'd give it all away
It wouldn't be that bad
I would finally be able to say
I saved a life
WordsWords float on a thin lineWords2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some scurry through
My cloudy mind
Never to be caught only
Leaving their essence behind
Give me writings to where
People can sometimes find
What I mean
No matter what I do
I can never seem to convey
The emotion of my poem to
A person despite who they are
I even doubt you
Will get just what I mean
When I finish a poem I rue
Make the stupid poem
My own words
Are twisting and forming
Into a poem I didn't make
Sometimes I feel like crying
The frustration is so great
I keep writing
Otherwise I'll always
Be just scribbling
Autumn WindsThe wind is dancing.Autumn Winds3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The grass continues to grow.
So please wipe your tears.
Home AloneHome Alone.Home Alone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everything becomes so much more dark and sinister whenever you are alone.
You're constantly on guard and overcautious just to answer your mobile phone.
Any slight disturbance or eerie creak and you begin to panic.
Retreating back into your secure settee conjuring up the most dramatic
Scenarios that have virtually no possibility of ever occurring.
But that never seems to stop the cogs from continuously turning.
You fasten all the windows and arm yourself with kitchen based artillery.
And man your position surveying the living room as if you were a member of the military.
Increasing the volume on your television set to distract and block out the noises.
The local neighbors walk past your window but you class them as unfamiliar voices.
You can't help but be on edge until you have some sort of company.
But these common trains of thoughts are expected and customary.
I thought the same until I heard this one story about a girl called Anne.
She was in a similar situation; she was
Eyes on mePeople are watching every move that I make.Eyes on me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I must blindly obey for much is at stake.
Watched and controlled like a puppet on strings.
Of course, they don't know how it hurts and it stings.
Everyone's eyes are directed at me.
Just like a show for everyone to see.
Watched with pre-caution and told to be "good".
They say it's because I should act like I should.
I play the act, my part, take my place
And get ready for the crowd that I know I must face.
Some cheer, some scorn, some shed bitter tears.
But they'll never know my secret fears.
I don't know why this thing has to be.
But all I know is that their eyes are on me.
Cold in the NightThe night is beautiful as I stare at the sky,Cold in the Night2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And it reminds me somehow of your eyes.
So I wonder if, wherever you are,
You are looking up at these same stars.
The snow is cold, but I cannot feel anything;
I can only hear the song that the night sings.
The full moon’s light falls down just like tears,
And, darling, I can almost feel you here.
All at once I am desperate, so lost and so cold
Though not from winter’s iron-ice hold.
I am caressed by winter’s fingers, its frost in my veins
But I know that this chill is just not the same.
I want nothing more than to be lost in this icy hour,
To disperse into a million pin-prick frost-flowers.
Perhaps then I could be warm again, dear,
For I am bitter and frigid without you here.
Run......Running....Run......2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
why am I running?
My bare feet are cut from.....
I am in pain,
but it's not from the cuts.
It radiates from my core.
Extending to my shoulders,
mimicking the weight of the world.
Making it harder everyday to run...
I run from the voices who tease me,
despite the fact I'm nicer than I should.
They mock my glass heart,
even though it has been broken for a long time.
I run hollow...
the icy wind burning through the empty hollow.
because I secretly can't stand them.
I want to run from everyone's colors.
Too many of them....
I ignored it for a long time.
Now it's too much for me.
despite my bloody, torn body.
I run from them all.
Without even taking a step.
Winter's HandWinter claws, and bites and kills,Winter's Hand2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And thinks, and talks, and whispers,
I am made of sunlight
Winter taunts, and laughs and threats
And sneers, and chants and second glance,
I exhale moonlight
Winter stands, to rise and fall,
It's time has come, its sorrow calls,
And sprinting takes away the cold
Brings light back to our sorrowed souls
The Old WellMy destiny calls from the depths of the well,The Old Well2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The sound of the water my own death knell.
Spirits pass upwards and through the stone,
Leaving behind pennies people have thrown.
The well is filled with the souls of others,
All of whom strayed from the same path.
Every fate as damned as another's,
Consumed by this ancient curse's wrath.
Mysteries surround this age-old dwelling,
I, a servant of this ancient foretelling.
My heart lies at its base,
My life removed without a trace.
You're a CageYou're a Cage, motherYou're a Cage2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I love you
but I can't handle it,
because every time you tell me you want to die
a part of me dies as well.
Don't you see how it makes me feel?
Of course you don't
because I smile.
I act apathetic.
You're sad enough for the both of us
and I have to be strong because you're not.
I'm not strong either, but I have to be.
Inside, I'm suffering too.
You're a cage, mother.
A cage with a simple lock.
I have the key
but I won't use it.
because you can't live without me
and I love you
even though being around you sometimes
makes me wonder what I'm living for.
You're a cage
that locks away my independence.
I dream of flying, but I can't leave my nest
Your cage is all I've ever known.
Could I even survive on my own?
I love you
but you want to die.
I tiptoe around your sensitivities.
What about me?
What about my life?
I love you, but I just want out of this jail
Within me, is the spirit of a bird
soaring above humans and all their traps and cages,
all their entra
NightmaresI don't want to fall asleepNightmares3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can't bare to close my eyes
I can't stand what's inside my head
Be it made of truth or lies
'Cause when I fall asleep
The nightmares take place
The worst things I can imagine
Scarier than any screaming face
In my dreams
I see you there
But you're hurting me on purpose
And you don't seem to care
I see you with other girls
And you look so happy
And I'm stood there screaming
Telling you it should be me
But you're not listening
You're too busy having fun
I can't get away from what I'm seeing
No matter how much I try to run
I'm seeing you with girlfriends
I've never even heard of
Telling them they're beautiful
As I start to sob
Then I wake up in the dark
And I'm lying here alone
With no one here to comfort me
Just me on my own
You may think the worst part is over
But it's only just begun
'Cause when I go back to sleep
I know I'll have another one
Nightmares that leave me crying
When I wake up in bed
Wishing every night
That they would stay out my head
But I kno
Imaginary FriendI once had a friend.Imaginary Friend3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That was made of pretend,
Who's only friend was me.
We played all alone,
Just all on our own.
Down on the hills,
And the trees.
We ran through the woods,
Jumped in the hills,
And played in the dark,
Because we lived for the thrills.
We went on our journeys,
And time would stand still.
The world would change,
Because it bowed to our will.
Then came the days
My friend started to fade.
We no longer spoke,
We just sat in the shade.
And as we sat silent
We looked at the sky .
My friend left for the last time,
Without a goodbye.
I guess the fact is.
They were no longer shy.
I once had a friend,
I thought was made of pretend.
Who supposedly no one could see.
So I sit and I wait,
Pretending their late.
Alone with no guarantee.
Hoping and saying ,
My lifeTo change myself i'd rather die,My life2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You would bleed me out with all your lies.
Splatter my life apon the grass,
Loose myself based on the passed.
Try to change me,
But you won't beat me.
My will is stronger,
I will see you no longer.
Say goodbye to your lover,
Say goodbye to your pushover.
This life is mine.
King, let me take her handKing, let me take the princess handKing, let me take her hand2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m just a jester, but I’m sure you’ll understand
That we’re in love, and I truly make her laugh
I’m no prince, but you have to give me a chance
I’m not wearing shiny armor; because I’m not weak
And I have no servants; I’ll finish my own deeds
I might not be rich; but she’s always happy
And I might not be perfect; but we are both who we need
So please King, open your eyes so you could see
That the princess and I are truly meant to be
I’m just a jester, but I only plead
For you to let us live joyous and safely