FickleLittle stone statue,Fickle1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hiding in a lampshade.
Come show us,
Your expensive smile.
A permanent bruise,
Where your eyes touch.
The shallow waters
Of a fickle soul.
You attempt to shine.’
The Warm BrideThe Warm Bride5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The long black highway stretched out before me, I turned my head to look at the thick tall evergreen tree’s lining each side of the road. The sun was starting to set now; the beautiful orange glow of the sky highlighted the top of the trees. It was such a beautiful night, too bad the hours before it had been so horrible. I lifted my arms, looking at the beautiful lace work of my wedding dress. I had spent weeks picking through rack upon rack of dresses, until finally I had found the perfect one. Elegant lacework covered the arms and neck line of the dress, it accentuated my curves while still being modest. The long eggshell white dress was now tattered and smeared with dirt along with droplets of blood; none of the blood was mine thankfully. This was the dress I had seen myself standing beside my husband in, holding a bouquet of deep red roses and beautifully scented pieces of baby’s breath. A c
song of lovegently touching ur face, i am looking in ur eyessong of love6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
what i'm seeing inside them is ur pure soul
the lovely entity reaching for the skies
and at that moment even i am whole
it feels wonderful to give u a hug
because u squeeze me even more
ur embrace resembles some sweet drug
hard working deep inside my core
and the stunning smile u radiate
makes me to u gravitate
with my soul ur song sing
My daughters memoriesMy daughters memory'sMy daughters memories7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I thought what I was doing was right
Way before this big fight
Thinking it would last forever
Never thinking we would ever sever
But now you've gone
And I can't move on
Knowing the memories you hold
Are nothing but bitter and cold
I constantly wish I could take back
The things that made your heart crack
I know I was the cause
Me and all my flaws
I should've been better to you
To tell you I love you more often too
But now you'll never know
How much I truly love you so
Because your gone with memories dark
And within you I lit a spark
Of hatred and distrust
And In your eyes I see disgust
My poor little girl You don't know how sorry I am
To hurt you so deeply I'm truly a horrible man
And now your memories of me are painful
Thinking that I am someone who's baneful
My sweet little girl you've drifted away
I wish you'd come back and with me you'd stay
But I know why you
Signum Iniquitas (What's Your Sin? intro)They said, "She's an angel."Signum Iniquitas (What's Your Sin? intro)8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
So they brought her to church
And taught her to pray.
He said, "You're my angel."
So he bought her a ring
And taught her to sin.
She said, "I am human."
So she sought out the truth
And thought for the first time.
Unto The RealThe hero came back at night,Unto The Real10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
In cold rain and hail,
Lost with mindly bleakness,
"I absolve you my son!"
A mythical dream...
Forever unreal, lighted be her eyes,
The chamber was half full,
And I was staggered drunk.
Meaningless meaning more and more,
A sighted dream creation,
She is very prettily yes so,
As if Time had in fact stood still.
When the morning arrived,
It bled rich with the call of birds
And the motion of the sap in trees,
And I stood transfixed.
The snow still lay in corners,
And the sun shined its warmth full
Upon the brook that flowed on,
And I became aligned as one, as myself.
And she was real and in my mind,
She spoke polite, and I was timid,
May the brook wash my fears away,
Forever unreal, lighted in her eyes.
(1st/2nd March 2013)
A quiet moment-poemHe sits quietly-A quiet moment-poem3 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
He stares down at her photo-
Who is this woman?-
She looks so forlorn-
Standing alone on the beach-
She captures his heart-
Her face, delicate-
Moonlight dances on the waves-
Caresses her skin-
She is enchanting -
The wind tugs and pulls her dress-
Tousled her long hair-
He wants to know more-
Her pink lips , slightly pouting-
Feet bare in the sand-
What is she thinking?-
Her dark eyes filled with secrets-
He has to unlock-
The beach is peaceful-
She is so complicated-
He can handle her-
Blend into her life-
Trained to become anyone-
She must never know-
Who he really is-
Somehow that tugs at his heart-
A little worried -
A brand new feeling-
He feels very drawn to her-
It feels hard to breathe-
He must stay detached -
He can't let emotions out-
Must bury them deep-
Must complete the job-
Then disappear forever-
Always on the move-
He will meet her soon-
Become apart of her life-
Keep her safe and sound-
Complete the mission-
Erase the pout from her lips-
Theme Prompt - UnderBend don't break.Theme Prompt - Under6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one cares
For your sake.
Even with prayers.
You sink under
Feel the cracks
Fix them fast.
Face what wracks
Breaking the cookie cutterI don't understandBreaking the cookie cutter7 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Why things have to change
The reaction I get
Always so strange
Am I not still me?
The person you know
Even if I have no god
What's the big deal, so?
It doesn't change me
You've liked me up till now
But I guess this creates a space
That can't be fixed somehow
The looks that I always get
Of hate and disgust
I though you weren't supposed to judge
Just another reason not to trust
Just because I don't go to church
Doesn't mean I don't have morals
I have integrity and heart
Trying to avoid these quarrels
It's not like I'm a Murderer
I haven't harmed a soul
You're all just hypocrites!
You're out of control!
So what I don't read the bible
So what I can't recite one verse
So what I don't flaunt my religion
I can think of things way worse!
So I don't fit your cookie cutter
Big freaking deal
You people have your religion
And yet you lie kill and steal!
Just because you believe
Doesn't make you an exception
Using "god" to s
Ceramic BallThey took the night.Ceramic Ball8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stole the stars.
Packed them up and scattered them
like drops of ocean into a dessert.
like drops of ocean into the night.
(No one knew who they were).
When the stars were stolen
the night was empty.
Dried up, a stretched canvas without a stand.
Like a masterpiece unpainted.
Like a masterpiece left to rot.
(Maybe the most famous one).
The old man looked up at the sky, knowing the stars were gone.
He often turned rocks in his back yard
letting them fall in their own dust.
Here, he found one star, then another,
(“Sparkles, like glass,” he thought.
“Like beer bottles, and jars, and ceramic dogs, and rocks.”)
letting them fall in their own dust.
(But what did he care? He went in to watch the news.)
When the stars breathed the night air
they balled up like gum.
They stuck together with a glue of light, fast like a magnet.
Like the moon up high.
Like the moon.
(Like the moon).
But like drops of ocean into the night,
Like Magic"like magic"Like Magic8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
that's how it felt when you first said "I love you"
your hair softly dancing in the warm breeze of summer
as i would stare into the bright blue sky, almost blinded by the setting sun
you would poke my rib cage, it would tickle so i pulled your hand away but i didn't let go of it,
you innocently griped it tighter and smiled, as you laid on the grass and hugged me
"I love you"
Waking up in darkness,
the warmth of sun and skin gone.
a past memory i relive every night.
i cant help but miss you.
yet i hate your sweet smile
your gentle laugh
the way you looked at me when the sadness burned through my mask
your love for me felt just like magic...
Magic is just an illusion
Voice“She’s so quiet. Does she have a voice?”Voice8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
“Speak for yourself. Don’t make me do your talking.”
“You must not be very smart if you can’t talk.”
“She thinks she’s so high and mighty, she won’t even deign to speak to us.”
Sticks and stones
Compared to words
Flung with intent to maim
Each is a blow
Shattering my ribs
Bruising my eyes
And keeping me
“I heard she’s emo or something. She’s probably thinking about how best to kill herself.”
“Don’t be stupid. She’s not thinking at all.”
Assumptions and presumptions
But never enough gumption
To ask me myself—
It all ends in abruption
Worst of all
Is when not one punch
Is thrown at me at all
I’m an apparition, a wraith, a specter
“Don’t talk to her. Just ignore her.”
Eroding AwayI'm slowly losing strengthEroding Away7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My body's starting to drain
My nerves becoming numb
No longer feeling pain
My senses becoming dull
Eyes see nothing but black
Heart starting to slow
White blood cells on the attack
Blood becoming rotten
Brain turning to mush
Limbs no longer working
Not one strand of hair to brush
Kidneys shutting down
Liver now failing
Laying motionless in bed
What a poor girl ailing
I need help breathing
I can no longer walk
I'm being fed through a tube
no longer able to talk
So many machines
A sad symphony of beeps
Mother to the side of my bed
Holding my motionless hand as she weeps
The soft sound of dripping
So many tubes I've lost count
A white dress considered clothes
And a future that'll never amount
Holes in my arms
Needles that pierce
I cringe each time
From a pain that's fierce
Laying here day in and day out
As time slowly ticks away
What's taking death so long?
I wonder what's his delay
Little by little I erode away
Piece by piece here a
Aspire UntoSwimmingly tired upon the great scarred river,Aspire Unto1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
This night is blacker than blindness,
And the stars are frozen tears
Of a thousand passed wars,
But what sayeth you?
The ticking clock shows the way,
Like lights in a tunnel,
Or stones on a frozen lake,
We will follow and hope nothing breaks beneath us.
(6th November 2012)
Once you catch up to yourself.Once the years have passed, and your hopes have become distant memories.Once you catch up to yourself.8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Once your skin has changed into something you don't recognise, into something... with much more experience than you own.
Once you see yourself in the mirror, and realise you are not who you have been living as, for the last 50 years.
Once you feel your heart beat, and know it too well, to have just discovered it.
Once you feel your emotions, reoccurring and reinstating themselves, to the point of hopelessness.
Once you feel the breath of your own, against your experienced, aged skin, and realise how ignorant you were. How stupid you were, how inconsiderate you were, how selfish you were, as a younger you.
Once you realise all these things, and know them too well, only being alive 22 years on this earth.
What happens next?
ConfessionConfessionConfession1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can I tell you a secret?
I don't love you
I don't, and I never did
Sorry to burst your bubble,
and snap you out of your daze
Heh, why the shocked face?
Did you think this was true love?
Meant forever and ever
That we would grow up old?
And be together forever
Well, you were certainly wrong
Life ain't always a love song
There's no such thing as 'lifelong'
Oh dear, did you fall for it?
When I said 'I love you',
did you really believe it?
When I kissed you back,
did you think that I mean it?
My, my, did I break your heart?
Sorry, life's like that
Sometimes black, others white
So pick up the shards and place them back
Deal with it, grow up and be a man
Why, yes, I'm a heartless bitch
And I don't expect you to understand
the reasons behind all of this
Nor do I expect you to try
to see the world from my perspective
Just... leave me alone
In my own little pity world
Leave me to gr
The GunslingerThe wandering lawman who asks only for a bedThe Gunslinger8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Enters the lonely towns followed by whispers of the dead.
He's feared by all who see the fierce guns on his hips,
For no soul has ever escaped the sting of his iron's grip.
He's ever watchful, always on his guard until
He enacts his revenge against the ones who wish him ill.
They say he once had a wife who bore him a strong, healthy son,
But someone took them both away from him which is why he now wears the guns.
The shadows flee before him and mountains fall at his feet.
Children cry at his blackened face as he walks down lonely streets.
Some say he's a hero, while others say he's damned.
If you look into his eyes, you'll see he's just a man.
A father, a lover. He's a protector to all.
The day he takes his final breath will be the day the whole world falls.
sultry liquid powerfulsplashedsultry liquid powerful1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
dark red satin
draped on hourglass
in her steps
and I buy it
a glass of wine
*Last Butterfly*Burnished butterfly*Last Butterfly*1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
With sadness fluttered goodbye
Autumn slipped away.
RelativityWhat could do me some good, you ask? A deep-tissue massage and a nice, long nap. No alarm clocks, no fitful dreams, no banging on my door, yelling at me to get my ass in gear. Just a few hours of undisturbed sleep.Relativity5 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sleep is proof God loves us and wants us to be happy. Benjamin Franklin said it was beer, but I think it’s sleep. Now don’t get me wrong, I love a good beer, but let’s be honest, what’s better: waking up with one bitch of a hangover and a bad case of the shits, or waking up refreshed and realizing you’re not quite as dead as you thought you were? And let’s not forget, sleep is more important. That might be hard to believe, but think about it. You can go your whole life without a drink, but try and go one too many nights without sleep and you start climbing the walls.
You tell me I look a little outta sorts and then clap me on the back. Real hard. The force almost sends me hurtling to the floor. And then you tell me you
Corrupted GardenI entered an enchanted garden,Corrupted Garden7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But it was really a Hell,
The roses had thorns,
And the wind whispered sinister spells,
Seductive sirens moaned,
As tormented dryads groaned,
The orchids writhed like worms,
Much to my distaste,
In haste I turned to flee this place,
Heading for the gate that would take me home,
But then I realized,
That I was lost and entirely alone,
Before me loomed the witch’s throne…
Angelic TreatAnother slumberous morning,Angelic Treat8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
brimming with the delectable taste
of chocolate glazed brownie batter
and ivory morsels of fudge.
I am in heaven.
OppositeThe world glistened with abandonOpposite1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the electrical parade,
when and where the night skies too
seemed receptive and robust,
yet even while I'm still awake
I'm content in the quiet of my dreams
like the creatures and those who sleep
in the opposite place and time
where plans and promises of a new year
become folly, and no longer exist.
Inner TurmoilHis thoughts scream "You aren't good enough!Inner Turmoil1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Think you're strong? You are weak, not tough!"
Care is something no one gives.
Admit you've no reason to live!"
"They see the cuts lining your wrists.
When you die, you will not be missed.
See that crimson blood as it falls?
That's the blood of a hopeless thrall."
"No, this isn't just a nightmare;
it's real, and no one even cares!
Your friends don't like you. Who would?
Fighting me won't do any good."
"Everyone hates you; you're a freak!
You know that it's the truth I speak.
The only friend you have is pain.
It's all that keeps you safe and sane."
"What? You're going to silence me?
You know you need me. Can't you see?"
"Enough!" The tormented boy cried.
All at once, his thoughts ceased and died.
From the roof, he let himself fall.
He gave in; accepted Death's call.
In his final moments, a sight:
The stars, so beautiful tonight...